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ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞

!Teenage! Izzy stradlin/ reader

(Basically Jeffrey Isbell in that fanfic)

Tags: High School, Prom Night, 1980s, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, First Meetings, Rejection, Popular Kids vs Outcasts, Dancing, Music References, Rolling Stones, Led Zeppelin, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, Meet-Cute, One Shot, Happy Ending, Teen Romance, Second Person POV, Reader Insert and just izzy it’s already a tag.

Description: When prom night turns into a disaster of rejection and humiliation, two outcasts meet on a park bench. She in her ruined sequined dress, he with his crumpled bouquet meant for someone else. Both wounded by the popular kids who chose others, they find unexpected comfort in each other's company. What starts as shared misery becomes an impromptu dance under the stars, proving that sometimes the best moments happen when you least expect them.

a/n: My exams are eating my ass now and I’m tweaking out for them as if I’m going to fight with a literal dragon wtf. This fanfic came to me when I was looking at my old prom photos from middle school (yeah we have those) and I was like: hell yeah. Let’s not sleep that night and write something about our man Izzy, cause once again wtf not. My sleep schedule is already ruined because I catch a real inspiration here so enjoy 🫶🏻

May. The month that all graduates hate, and it's not only because the childhood is over and everyone will fly away from their parents nests to build their own lives. No, not because of this. And not even because the exam season begins, but simply because all the losers of school’s society will once again be humiliated in such a special way that every hope of finding happiness is equal to zero. As you understood we are stalking about prom here. Yes, yes, a place for fairy tales and first kisses, but not for your school. You have long outgrown the age where, sitting in your room, you built castles of love stories and fairy-tale myths that any minute now a prince on a white horse will gallop for you and take you away from this Hell. He should have, but he didn't, as usually happens in life.

Derek is a prince?... no, but the idiot you invited to the prom, the idiot who is the captain of the football team and your date of the night, and the idiot you liked long enough to realize how stupid and naive you were to let your heart beat faster. Every guy you met was idealized, you liked them all simply because they showed their attention to you. You didn't know what love was and probably no one else does, simply because at your age popularity and status are more important than nightly serenades and poetry dedications. So the evening turned into a disaster when Derek accepted your invitation but ended up making out at the prom with one typical and such a stereotypical blonde cheerleader with an open cleavage who was just trying to get the attention of your so-called "boyfriend". Tina. Yes, you noticed this connection between them a long time ago and it didn't make you feel any better when, walking back with drinks, you noticed how they hugged and kissed - it was a low blow. It was like all 206 bones in your body were breaking at once, grinding you into powder, smashing your nose into the dirt and slapping you so hard that a trace of shame would remain forever on your cheek. You remained there as tears welled up and slowly flowed down your cheeks and your heart created a crack in pain. You didn't notice how someone pushed you and all the drinks spilled right on your dress that you had been choosing for months specifically for this event where you were supposed to kiss Derek and wear the crown of the prom. How foolish.

But it looked good, this dress was a bold contradiction of softness and edge, clinging to your figure in rich plum tones that deepened to black at the hem. Those contractions were something that you wanted to prove of yourself, someone you wanted to be for Derek. But it’s not who you are. The fabric shimmered with a galaxy of fuchsia sequins, scattered like stardust across the sheer overlay. Each step made them flicker under the chandeliers, catching the light in flashes that felt almost rebellious that now seemed like nothing with drinks spilled all over it. The bodice hugged you with elegant ruching, sculpting your waist and drawing the eye upward to a halter neckline that hinted at something both vintage and daring. The skirt flared gently into jagged, asymmetrical points, like petals with attitude, brushing just above your knees and swaying like they had their own rhythm. Strapped to your calves were winding black ribbons from your heels, lacing up like something out of a midnight fairytale. On one wrist, a delicate corsage of pale pink and ivory roses sat beside a burst of chiffon. On the other a punch of wild color, thistles and a rose in bruised red and violet, bound in black which gave the impression that maybe you weren’t as soft as you seemed. It wasn’t the kind of dress meant to blend in. It was made to be remembered, but instead you stand there with tears over your eyes and ruined fabric.

You are Cinderella because you lost your carriage and beautiful dress after midnight. Metaphorical confidence and childish naivety clouded your rational mind amidst the rhinestones, sequins and long glitter pendants that read “Prom 1980”. Amongst the crowd of teenagers, drink, fun and sparkly outfits, you felt like a missing piece of the puzzle and like you didn’t belong here. Glasses crashed to the floor and fabric was ruined until you began to realize how stupid you had looked this whole time. “You’re going to lose that girl” by The Beatles in the background didn’t help at all. How all those hours spent in the bathroom had been wasted, how makeup had become unnecessary that all weaknesses had slipped out when someone responded to you after a collision: “Stop standing there like a statue, you bitch. Can’t you see me coming or something?” it only provoked tears, bringing you back to reality. Derek and Tina turned to look you, studying you briefly before turning back with a smirk. You probably looked pathetic. Pathetic little creature. Naive and so stupid like a damn baby. Oh yeah who else you can possibly be than that?

You hate this world. You hate these people and you hate this school. All just to get out of this place, you ran out of the wooden door with a vertical window in the background, slamming it and no longer wanting to return to this damn hall. Everything that was happening around you shook even more, everything around was a trigger for tears and obsessive thoughts. You just don’t understand why all the bad things happened only to you and how you could have been so stupid to fall in love with this bastard? The sound of your heels echoed through the dark corridor as the music in the background disappeared, cracking your skull with memories of what you had seen earlier. Streams of tears ruined your makeup, painting your cheeks in a black stripe of mascara that was inexpensive. Because you were trying to save some money on that fucking dress. In your teenage dreams, you wanted Derek to take it off you. It only hurt more because you believed in yourself so much, preparing and planning everything in advance - speech, words, behavior, smell and appearance. And in the end he chose someone else.

Going outside and quickly walking down the stairs, you sat down on the step and started crying, but louder. You didn't care if anyone saw, those school years were over anyway and those people would leave, forgetting about you and themselves. But honestly you do because you wanted to be remembered as sharp and bright girl just to prove yourself once again that the role you worth for others is definitely not a crybaby. Your teenage hormones didn't help you at all. You're not a child anymore, but you're not an adult either. You're locked between two worlds and nothing can be the same as before. Kaleidoscopes and patterns of different colors blurred in your eyes when you felt the wind blowing your hair away from your bashful face.

Away from the monster you turned into in a matter of seconds after what you saw. You became a laughing stock that they'll hang on the boards of the school stand to ridicule you. It's so stupid and so unfair. But unfortunately you will get everything in this world only if you are popular and have a pretty face like this bitch Tina. Tina Morgan. Now you hate her, although you didn’t like her before either. An arrogant slut who likes to sit on two chairs, just so that all the male attention was on her. And so she oppressed you by receiving Derek and most likely the crown of the prom. Just the thought of this cut off your breath with a sharp pain and you began to feel how tears turn into an excess of air, and your chest can no longer cope. It never even occurred to you that you need to be a bitch to be liked by others. Since childhood, you were taught that princesses who received a crown are kind and beloved women. Not those who behave like Tina. You heard distant footsteps and someone's laughter that was approaching the exit where you were sitting at. Thinking about the bad, you prayed to God or whoever even exists up there, just so that it was not them. But with the door wide open and interested looks, you saw that it was a couple who couldn't tear themselves away from each other until they noticed your intense gaze and turned to ask who you were and what happened. And also why you were crying, which only made it more painful. Fuck you all, you replied, mentally wishing for their lips to stick together and choke them to death. You didn't want to see others happy, especially next to you in a place where it was calm and quiet and no one could possibly disturb you. A place where you could calm down and digest it all.

You stood up again, walking away under intense gazes. Maybe you were weird and that's why no one was interested in you and that's why no one will ever love you. You're an outcast, you're a commoner, you're disgusting, you're lonely, you’re an embarrassment, you’re an attention whore, you’re stupid and... your brain didn't had time to throw up a new insult when you walked outside the school closer to the nearest park and noticed a strange figure sitting on a bench. Some weird guy.

He sits there with a casual, almost defiant slouch, a teenager on the edge of adulthood who wears his confidence like a second skin but he lost it this time. At 17 or 18, he has the lean, wiry build of someone who moves fast and lives faster, with long, inky black hair that falls over his face in tousled layers. His deep-set, dark eyes hint at a restless energy sharp, observant, and constantly sizing up the world around him, were now reduced to thinking mess. He wears a light blazer carelessly over a graphic tee bearing the face of Keith Richards. Stones fan, huh? The contrast between classic rock glam and his gritty, punkish presence is almost ironic. He looked attractive and interesting, which made you stop in your tracks to observe his slouched figure. The shirt hangs a little loose, like everything he owns is either thrifted, stolen, or passed down from someone with better luck. His hands are rested over his knees while he was holding an already ruined bouquet of flowers. Fingers calloused, maybe from playing guitar, maybe from climbing out of too many second-floor windows but you knew that it was altogether for sure. He looked familiar. Everything about him says he doesn’t care, but the way he poses, half-challenging, half-inviting and half-thinking tells you he does. Just not in the way most people do.

You slowly approached him, sincerely not understanding what he was doing here and why you had the feeling as if you had seen him somewhere before. He is surely from your school.

-«Hey... can I sit here?» you called him out with a slightly shaking and hoarse voice after crying, swallowing saliva and already accepting your fate.

The black-haired guy looked up and you recognized him. Jeffrey Isbell, the same guy from your school who everyone calls a “weirdo” because of his strange style and “gay” because of his long hair. And he also loves the Stones, which clearly shows how much worse the situation has gotten since the wave of hate towards this band and how all of their fans immediately became gay. It's hilarious. His chestnut gaze was looking at you and you had already lost your guard for a second while he calmly nodded with a hint of attention, moving away and leaving you a place next to him. Weird guy, he looks so calm and enigmatic as if he were the surface of the ocean. He put the bouquet on the other side of the bench, leaning back while the rustling of leaves played a serenade, letting you both get used to each other. This... Jeffrey is definitely weird but he's dressed cool and his hair looks cool. You had almost forgotten that he was friends with this crazy guy Bill Bailey from your parallel or whatever he was.

-«Tough night?» a hoarse teenage voice soaked in testosterone suddenly sounded somewhere to your left. You were already looking at him, but it didn't matter because he was also looking at you, directly pointing with his gaze at your ruined makeup and obvious dejection.

-«That's an understatement but... yeah you can say that.» You answered with a nervous laugh, looking away and bitterly chuckling, not wanting to feel his intense gaze on you, as if he already knew your entire family tree and also your favorite drink. But it's better to just forget, because the worst thing is if he realizes that you were rejected in front of everyone and you, like a naive fool, cried thinking that it was love. «And you?» you turned the arrows in his direction, not wanting to raise this topic.

-«Tina Morgan.» He answered calmly, which made you raise an eyebrow, realizing that words were not needed here. You were both in the same hole. What a coincidence...

-«Ah...» was the only thing that came out of your mouth, realizing that you absolutely don’t know how to support others, or even yourself. It is such a difficult task and you definitely need to study for at least another 12 years.

-«Yeah... and you as I get it is Derek Henderson?» He turned in your direction with sympathy, also deftly avoiding the main topic, not wanting to bare his wounded soul and deep shame for believing in love. Just as you. It's strange, because this is one of the reasons why humans can be called humans, and they are so embarrassed by this feeling. Like what the heck, dude?

-«Yes.» You nodded, looking at your hands that you placed on your knees, playing with the fabric of your ruined dress. «I take it you were also rejected and replaced by someone better?» You said it with such deep pain feeling that tears were about to flow down again but his voice distracted you.

-«Well yeah... I spent three weeks getting ready and even spent money on a bouquet. The price I could have bought new strings or wires for my guitar for.» Jeff started. Which made you look up understanding his pain, you also spent so much pocket money on a dress, although you could have bought posters of your favorite performers. Even if we talk about Jeffrey, his outfit was most likely borrowed from his father or a relative judging by the quality of the fabric. But he was still irresistible. Well, that's what you thought. Of course.

-«Me too. I spent a month choosing a dress and in the end it's ruined. I could have bought posters or vinyl in that store down the street with that money.» You shook your head feeling your own absurdity and stupidity thinking that it was really so important for your money. «So I came hoping he likes me but he chose Miss Perfect... but I don't blame him, I'm really not good enough for him.» You said, feeling your eyes getting wet again. Damn Derek.

-«Not good enough?» Jeff suddenly said, making you look up at him while he just frowned. There was no pain in his eyes even after Tina, which made you so jealous. How did he do it so easily?

-«Look at me!» You exclaimed, feeling an obsessive sense of injustice fill your soul. This world hates average, which is what you definitely were. «I'm not a cheerleader and I'm definitely not a blondie with perfect curves who just came out of Vogue! Of course, nothing would ever work out between us...» You realized how pathetic you sounded pouring out your soul to a guy you barely knew, who clearly didn't give a damn about you and your problems. Tears started flowing from your already wet eyes again. It simply couldn't be any worse than it already is.

-«I hope it’s a joke.» Jeff replied, from which you looked up at him, clearly not understanding what he wanted to say. He only smiled slightly lifting the corner of his virgin lips in a light form of support. «Wipe your tears, this bastard does not deserve you. Now crying because you can’t buy a poster of your favourite musician is a real problem. I sold my soul for this T-shirt with Keith.. so this is the only thing that supported me this evening. I mean…I could cry over Tina but she’s not Richards.» His velvety and such a boyish voice pleasantly flattered your heart, from which you blinked wiping your eyes, feeling a strange sensation in your lower stomach. He supported so strangely but skillfully, as if thousands of crying girls were sitting next to him and asking for help.

- «....» you simply lost your words listening to him, of course you knew that he was slightly strange and detached guy who almost has no friends except for the rockers with whom he plays behind the garages and this crazy Bailey. But this level of support was definitely something new.

-«See? You have nothing to say because I'm right.» He smiled sarcastically and it gave you such a big explosion somewhere inside, letting the ecstasy spread through the body and the butterflies fly up the stomach and straight to the heart feeling every rhythmic beat. You always wrote it off as hormonal reactions, being a teenager trying to grow up and get some brain. Just because falling in love with every lamppost... is a little weird. «You're not the type of girl who deserves tears, you don't deserve anything related to this at all.» Jeffrey added, which made you have so many questions that no professional who has considered them all will be able to answer them. But the most understandable is where did he suddenly get interested in you? In you...

-«And what do I deserve then?...» you asked, swallowing the lump in your throat and feeling how all the unpleasant feelings accumulated at the level of your dignity.

-«This.» Jeff replied and turned the other way, taking out his crumpled and dirty flower bouquet he earlier left on the other side of the bench. «You deserve it.» He replied with a smile that made you smile back. What a romantic this dude.

-«A dirty bouquet?» You laughed awkwardly, already thinking that if they will ever invent a time machine, you will erase your existence for such a response to elementary flirting.

-«C'mon, think one more time.» He tut his tongue and shook his head. «It's not that bad, even if it was thrown on the floor. I think that next to you, it will shine with new colors ... as cheesy as it sounds.» He looked at you, still holding the bouquet and pointing it at you, with such an enticing face. As if begging you to take it.

-«Is this an invitation?» you asked with some naivety, holding out your hand and intercepting the bouquet that he gave you, lightly touching his fingers, from which the touch went through your body like electricity, causing goosebumps.

- «You're certainly not a cheerleader and you're definitely not a blondie with perfect curves who just came out of Vogue. But I'd be a fool if I didn't give you this bouquet.» Jeff paraphrased you, from which you smiled and the tears were forgotten. That bastard Derek and slut Tina, could suck it. They can bathe in perfectionism as much as they want, but we will always be one step closer to the truth ... simply because we are real and not fake Barbie and Ken.» said the black-haired guy, pushing his body up from the bench and holding out his hand to you.

-«This...» you looked at him in surprise, sincerely not understanding what just happened and what was going on. He was so quiet and aloof almost always, and here his other side of the coin was calling you to forget about this world and accept reality. This introverted guy that you briefly saw in the corridors did not stick out in your memory until this evening.

-«Shall we dance? I don't want to invite artificial blondes anymore. I like humans, not dolls, even if I'm disappointed in them... which I don't think will last long, because you'll fix it.» He smiled and for a second it seemed to you that you were sleeping, that any minute now you would hear the alarm clock and wake up.

-«But... I don't want to go back there and anyway-» you didn't have time to finish as Jeff interrupted you, shaking his head and using all his efforts, all his masculine charm to attract you. Although to be honest, you thought that he didn't even have to try.

-«No. We're not going back there, they can have all the fun they want but we have our own fun here.» Jeff said.

-«It's quite shitty..» you commented pessimistically, reluctantly taking his hand and standing up from the bench holding the bouquet in your hands.

-«Then...we are the king and the queen of our own shitty prom, how does that sound?» he nudged your shoulder before his other hand let go of yours and with permission from your eyes he dropped his hand at your waist.

-«Still shitty.» you smiled letting him catch you while the rustling of leaves distantly carried loud music from a nearby building filled with students who next year will leave, disappear and only the school photo book will remember them. You and Jeff are part of them, but it didn’t affect your dancing at all, as the song reached your ears you grabbed each other twirling and dancing under the night lights. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders while the bouquet hung somewhere behind him. Let time stand still, everyone will forget you and you will forget them.

-«You’re hard to please..» Jeff joked, looking straight into your eyes with sarcasm. That damn smirk was spreading across his face again.

-«You're not Jimmy Page for me to like, but your resemblance attracts me.» you said back.

-«Oh, so... you're also a Zeppelin fan? Welcome to the club. We love black-haired guitarists.» Jeff replied, studying your face with interest, like a painter memorising every detail. «I just hope you're not here with me because I'm a black-haired guitarist and look like a kid of Keith Richards and Jimmy Page.»

-«No.» You shook your head with a laugh. He had a particular sense of humor and you were definitely starting to like it. It wasn't just because he calmed you down so quickly and brought you back to your senses. He was just being himself. «But that could be one of the reasons.»

-«I don't know if that's a compliment or an insult.» Jeff replied, his eyes falling on yours. You wanted to drown in them so much.

-«Neither. I just found your resemblance amusing.» You shrugged, until a barely audible song reached your ears, this one was "Dancing Queen" so ironic.

-«Too bad.. I was hoping for the former.» He grinned with such cheekiness that sometimes you considered the quote don't judge a book by its cover, because there might be a masterpiece behind it. And that masterpiece was most likely standing in front of you, which made you feel weird again.

-«What do you think... I'm weird? Well... I mean..if I think about them?..» You didn't want to specify who, because in any case, you'll come out as a weirdo. Thinking about rock stars is weird because they're a few years older than you and they certainly won't notice you... and thinking about Derek and Tina is also weird. Just because that's what they're waiting for. For you to waste your tears on them.

-«We are all weird in our own way. And I love the way you are weird, because it makes me fell more comfortable being weird with you.» Jeffrey replied, leaving you speechless again. Sometimes this weird guy was such a poet that you wondered if he was from a fairy tale. With a gentle smile, he leaned forward to your ear, letting you smell him. He smelled like….teenager, but better, like a guy who is preparing to become a man, leaving his boyhood behind. It sounds weird, but he looked smarter beyond his years. Jeff hummed the melody of Dancing Queen in your ear, with such a husky and slightly underdeveloped voice, trying to impress you with his singing. Such a gentle and quiet half-whisper, so that only you could hear. So that no one else could enjoy his mini concert for you. He would have been a great musician. «You are the dancing queen...Young and sweet, only seventeen..»

You danced with him to this melody until the very end and until the beginning of the next one, realizing that sometimes the best things happen when you least expect them and don't prepare for them for months. They just come and change your life upside down. Just like this black-haired guy who whispered different songs to you all evening while you danced like an old couple to the hits. Such a stupid thing this life, first it cripples then heals. But you knew that Jeffrey would definitely make you love this little thing called….life.

subby slash

contents: submissive slash, dominant reader, praising, handcuffing, nicknames

warning: it goes straight to the point because I was too lazy to come up with a background story

word count: 410

You had him handcuffed to the bed with only his jeans on, his rock hard bulge obvious in his pants. You’ve waited for this moment forever, to just see him so helpless on your bed like this. You were only in your white cotton panties, nipples hard. You crawled on top of him, straddling his lap. He looked up at you, desire in his eyes. You lowered yourself on him and grinded against his raging boner, feeling the friction it made against your sensitive clothed clit.

He let out a whine and bucked his hips up, almost pouting from the feeling of your pussy against him. You couldn’t help but to moan softly yourself, his hardness pressed against you causing you to get more aroused. “Please, ride me” He begged under his breath. You pressed a soft peck to his lips before speaking, “Just trust me.” You unbuttoned his jeans to slide them off, as well as his pre-cum stained boxers. You took your panties off before repositioning yourself, taking his cock and positioning it at your entrance.

He winced in pleasure at the slight touch before you sunk down onto his cock slowly, taking every inch inside of your pussy. You started to move your hips, grinding back and forth. “It’s too much, it’s too much” He whimpered and whined. “It’s okay, you can take it sweetheart,” you encouraged as your hips increased in pace. He squirmed around as his whimpers became frequent with every move of your hips. You could see him struggling as he tried to tug away from the handcuffs as if it’ll do any good. Moans started to fall out of your mouth, feeling his cock hit all the right places.

He started to huff and pant, sweating profusely. You knew he was close as you felt his cock twitch. You became closer and closer aswell, moving your hips faster before you clamp down onto his cock, riding out your orgasm. Feeling you clamp down onto his cock as your body twitches and convulses in pleasure around him was enough to send him over the edge as he started to shoot warm ropes of cum into you, painting your walls. His eyes rolled back and your back arched before you both came down, trying to regain composure.

You lifted yourself off his cock and put on your clothes, uncuffing him afterwards. “You did so well,” you praised before pressing a sweet kiss to his forehead.

receptionist

summary: your boyfriend Slash was working a late night shift at the office tonight, and you snuck in to talk to him.

contents: smut. dom!slash sub!reader, throatfucking.

word count: 831

You were at home and it was about 10-11pm at night; sitting on the couch, hand resting on your thigh. You missed your boyfriend Slash more than anything. You knew he had a shift to take; he needed the money. You thought about how you never missed him as much now that he’s been gone for so long. So, why not just sneak in? You got ready and took your car keys, the keys jingling in your hand as you walk out of your apartment.

You sat in the car, putting the keys in the ignition before starting the car and driving near his work. You pull into a parking space behind the building he worked at and entered near the doors that had the least attention. You knew his office number from visiting some other times before, sneaking into the room. He was away, probably at the bathroom. You heard his footsteps, and you panicked.

You quickly hid under his desk, not giving a second thought. He sighed and entered the room, gently humming the melody of an Aerosmith song. He sat in his office chair, pushing the chair closer to his desk. You could see his leather pants and you couldn’t tell if he had a boner or if the pants were just ruffled up. That was until you saw his hand rub himself through his pants slowly, his slightly oversized silver bracelets sliding down his wrists. He let out a low groan as you watch the print in his pants become more obvious.

He unzipped his pants, undoing the button. His cock slipped out of his boxers, his tip covered with pre-cum. He started stroking himself slowly, his hand gliding up in down. He whined your name as he started to stroke himself faster, completely oblivious to the fact you were mere inches away from him. You could feel your damp panties against you before you started rubbing yourself. You let out a needy whimper under your breath before pausing, freezing in place. Slash’s movements stopped, complete silence filling the room. He rolled his chair back a bit to look under his desk.

“What the fuck?” He exclaimed in surprise before relaxing. “How long have you been down there?” He asked. “Long enough to see what you were doing,” you blurted out. His face flushed in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I just missed you.” He murmured. “It’s okay, let me take care of you,” you said before grabbing onto his knees gently, pulling him closer. You took him slowly in your mouth, and he let out a soft gasp. He fixed his chair, squirming as he tried to get comfortable. His hands moved to your hair, gripping onto it gently.

Suddenly, the phone started ringing. “Fuck, I don’t know if I can answer that” he stammers. You take half of him out of your mouth to respond quickly, “Just do it or else your boss will complain” you said before taking him fully into your mouth again. He listened, picking up the phone. You shoved him down your throat and he let out a soft whimper. “What was that?” The customer asked. He coughed, trying to play it off. “Nothing, don’t worry about it. What time are you coming to pick it up?” He speaks, his voice shaky.

You sucked faster, loving to hear him struggle. He bucked his hips up, biting onto his bottom lip as he tried not to moan. “Mhm,” he says to the customer as he grips onto your hair tighter and starts to guide your mouth up and down his shaft, throatfucking you. You could hear Slash’s loud shaky breathing as he pounded over and over into your mouth. He winced in pleasure. “Okay see you then,” he rambled quickly before hanging up the phone immediately. He moaned loudly, ramming his cock into the back of your throat repeatedly. Your eyes watered and you gagged. He ignored it, looking at you as your throat takes all of him.

“Please, fuck baby. I’m gonna cum” he whined and panted out. You gripped onto him tighter and elevated yourself up more, allowing him to go deeper in your throat. Slash gasps once more before his cock twitches in your throat. His face contorted and his body tensed up. His eyes rolled back into his head as he shot load after load into your mouth, aggressively gripping your hair. His body convulses as he fucked up into you, his orgasm coming to an end.

His body then relaxed and he panted heavily, leaning back in his chair. You slipped his dick out of your mouth, his hand slipping from your hair. Slash’s eyes were closed and his face was slightly sweaty. Your hair was disheveled and your makeup was messed up. He opened his eyes as they drifted towards you. “You’re so perfect,” he murmured before putting himself away in his boxers and zipping up his pants.

I guess sneaking in wasn’t a bad idea after all.

healing from a breakup

summary: you and your boyfriend broke up because he cheated on you, and slash was there to comfort you.

contents: fluff

word count: 806

You found out your boyfriend cheated on you, causing a huge argument between you two that soon ended the relationship. You walked to your apartment while crying, your mascara slightly smudged and runny from your salty tears. He was your everything, and as much as you tried to stop crying you couldn’t. A car slowly drives by you, before recognizing a figure in the drivers seat. It was your boy best friend, Slash.

“Hey, are you okay?” His voice softly called out as he rolled down the window.

You looked at him before shaking your head no.

He sighed. “Get in,” He said before you heard the doors click & unlock.

You enter the passenger’s seat, closing the door and buckling in before he started to drive off. “What happened?” He asked, his voice still soft while his eyes drifted in between the road and you. “Me and my boyfriend broke up,” you spoke, your voice hoarse from crying & not speaking. Slash looked at you, his eyebrows raising in surprise. “What? What did he do?” He exclaimed and stammered out. “He cheated on me” you said, wiping the messy mascara from your eyebags & fixing your makeup. “Okay, well you can stay at my place tonight. Maybe that’ll cheer you up” he offered before you answered with a nod.

A few minutes later you both arrived at his house. You exited the passenger’s seat, and he locked the doors. He opened the front door for you and allowed you inside of his house. After you both take off your accessories, you sit down on the couch. Slash was in the kitchen, making coffee for you both. He came over to the couch and you felt a weight shift in the cushion next to you as he sat down. He placed both of the cups on the coffee table and his hands drifted to your back, rubbing up and down gently.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” He said in a low voice.

“It’s just that I really trusted him, and I don’t know if I can date another guy after that,” you say. Your voice broke as tears streamed down your cheeks once again.

He tapped your arm in order for you to face him and pulled you into a warm hug. Slash’s arms wrapped around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder, his dark curly hair visible through the corner of your eye. You wrapped your arms back around him and cried into his arms, your body jumping with every sob. “Shhh,” he murmured into your ear as he pulled you closer, at a loss for words. Soon your sobs turned to sniffles and your body started to relax. The coffee started to become cold, but you didn’t care. You leaned into Slash’s touch and closed your eyes, focusing on his body warmth. He slowly pulled away and broke the hug, yet his hand was still on your back supportively. You could feel the print of his silver rings pressing against your back gently.

“Do you feel better now?” Slash said, his eyes filled with worry.

You nodded and a small smile formed on his lips. He removed his hand from your back and turned away. You suddenly felt like something was missing, aching for his touch. “Wait,” You say before he turns towards you. “Yeah?” He asks. “Can we just stay like that for a little longer?” You asked, your voice slightly low. He nodded and pulled you into a hug once again. After a good five minutes, your cheeks started to flush and you laid on him. He let himself fall down onto the couch pillow and you ended up resting on his chest.

You positioned yourself comfortably and his fingers found your hair, softly running through your roots. The only sound was the sound of our soft breathing. You faced him, resting your chin against his chest to look at him. Your faces were mere inches apart. Your eyes analyzed Slash’s face as his brown eyes stared deep into yours. The way his curls framed his face, his eyes stared into yours, the way his lips curved every time he smiled. It drove you crazy.

“Can I kiss you?” He muttered. You nodded and leaned in, tilting your head to the right. His warm hands cupped your face and your hands rested on his neck as he kissed you. His lips felt warm and soft against yours before he slid his tongue in your mouth. He kissed you slowly, but it didn’t feel lustful. It felt full of affection, and your tongue moved against his for a brief moment before you both pulled away. Your head went back to resting on his chest and your eyes closed. Slash’s hands rubbed your back as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

semi-formal, part 2

summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be heartbroken, only for things to twist into a night with your ex Slash.

contents: smut, I guess fluff?

part 1 link: https://www.tumblr.com/mortifiedkaz/778087478584311809/semi-formal-part-1

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semi-formal part 1 summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be heart

word count: 722

After getting home, you decided to call Slash. You both were normally talking before deciding to get back together in a relationship again. He talked about how much he missed you and how much he wanted you to come over as soon as possible. You offered to sneak out and he was okay with it. So as soon as his mother went to bed, you got your shit and ran out the door. You called him during the 30 minute walk and hung up when you were nearby. He walked up to you and stared into your eyes deeply. “I missed you,” he muttered. “I missed you too” you said with a smile before he grabbed you and pulled you into a kiss.

His tongue entered your mouth for a few seconds before he pulled away and lead you to a more secluded area. “I love you so much,” he said. “I love you too” you replied before he pulled you back into a kiss. This time, it was slow and sensual. Your breathing hitched and your hand went to hold onto his hair. His pace picked up as he reached behind you and gripped your ass. “Mmhh,” you heard him hum into the kiss which only made you more turned on. You pulled him closer, slightly grinding against his leg.

He broke the kiss and sat down on the ground with you. “I’m hard,” he blurted out. You giggled a bit before giving him a small peck on the lips. He went to tease you through your pants but was just aggressively rubbing your clit. You squirmed away before going to rub him through his pants slowly. You kissed him slow & sexual again as you rubbed him faster and faster, feeling him soon turn into a brick underneath you. You pulled away from the kiss and let him take off his pants & boxers.

He guided your hand onto his shaft and you started slowly stroking him, not wanting to hurt him. You could hear his loud shaky breathing. He kissed you once again, not able to get enough of you. Your tongue kind of tumbled around his, trying to focus on attempting to kiss good and stroking him at the same time. He whimpered into your mouth, kissing you more aggressively. He asked for you to speed up and so you did, stroking him faster. Your other hand rested in between the both of you. You felt his cock thrust up into your hand and his shaft starting to twitch. His whimpers in your mouth got even louder before he started to buck his hips up, flooding your hand with his hot sticky cum. You felt the warmth run down your hand as he shot out spurt after spurt. You rub him through his orgasm, slowly stroking him once he came before stopping completely. He pulled away from the kiss, catching his breath.

He looked down and realized he came on his coat beneath him, so he decided to go back inside to clean it up. As you were left there, you rinsed your hand off in the snow, unable to wipe it on anything else. He comes back and you stand up, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I don’t want to get caught,” he mutters. “Does this mean you’re going?” I ask. “Yeah but not right now, only in a few minutes” he replied. You smiled and pulled him into a tongue kiss, but instead of desire it was just of endearment. “I love you so much,” you said as you pulled away from the kiss to kiss him all over his face.

“I love you too,” he said back and smiled. You couldn’t get enough of him, your hands wandering all over him and kissing him all over his face and neck. You accidentally made a joke and he jokingly walked away, but you grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to you. “No, you’re not leaving without a kiss,” you said. You didn’t want to sound controlling but you needed to kiss him just one last time. He blushed and gave you one last kiss before giving you a hug. “I love you,” he said. “I love you too darling,” you replied. He became flustered at the nickname before he had to go, walking away. “Bye love,” you said loud enough for him to hear. He turned and waved to you before you started walking back home with a smile on your face.

semi-formal part 1

summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be heartbroken, only for things to twist into a night with your ex Slash.

part 2 link: https://www.tumblr.com/mortifiedkaz/778090241863122944/semi-formal-part-2

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semi-formal, part 2 summary for both parts: even though you’re in the U.S, you go to a mardi gras semi-formal dance. you turn out to be hear

word count: 706

You never really understood going to parties, you just went out in order to dress up and have some drinks if there was alcohol. Obviously there never was any because you were 15, but that wasn’t the sole purpose. You sat at a table with your friends; people were in dresses of green, blue, and white yet you were in a black dress that showed off your tits and ass. Everything was going fine until you looked up and saw the dude you liked standing next to a girl. He stared back at you before turning to his girlfriend.

Your heart broke. You genuinely thought that he liked you and that you had a chance with him. Your hand shakes as you sip a glass of lemonade. Your friend brings you out of a daze, looking at you with a concerned look. “Hey, are you okay? You’re shaking really badly” She asked. “No,” you replied, trying to make your tone sound joking but instead sounded very serious. “You need me to get you some food or anything to help?” She said softly. “I’m okay no thank you,” you replied softly back in response.

After a few minutes you started to feel a bit better, trying to focus on your other friend to dance with her & feel better but at some point even she ditched you. You were left standing alone, staring at the dance floor blankly. Slash was a few months older than you, yet the same age. He walked up next to you and went on a small rant because you guys were still friends even if he was your ex. “It’s actually so fucking depressing sitting here without your friends and going here alone,” he huffed into your ear. “Tell me about it, how do you think I feel?” I said back jokingly, smiling at him.

Conversation started between you guys and soon you were playfully wrestling, giggling at each other. You both slowly started to come down and becoming less giggly before your best friend and her boyfriend quickly passed by.

“Kiss,” Her boyfriend yelled before scattering away.

Me and Slash both looked at each other. I felt a strange feeling in my stomach, my heart beating faster and my palms sweating. I wanted to seriously kiss him, but I didn’t know if he would be comfortable with it or not because he mentioned liking another girl that didn’t like him back so I gave him a playful dirty look. He acted the same way as I did and it was silent for a few seconds before he changed the subject.

He put his arms on my arm and I reciprocated the action, and now we were both caressing each others arms. I thought he was joking around until I looked at him and he had a serious expression on his face. I couldn’t take him seriously and kept making playful looks at him, but he remained serious. Soon, everybody left and the room started to empty. “Shit, i think it’s over,” I said as I watched people leave. “Oh yeah, you’re right” he said before pulling me to the side.

“Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to stay the night at my house tonight?” He asked in a serious tone. Your heart fluttered, you never stayed the night. Of course you accepted his offer, yet his parents still said no. “Well, do you need a ride?” He asked. “No, thank you though. I already have a ride” you said in a soft tone. He left and you were stranded there, sitting on the curb alone with your coat on. Your father was being an asshole about picking you up and said he would take 10 minutes. “I really wish I could’ve stayed the night, my father’s being an asshole,” you texted Slash.

“Yeah I know. Hey, this might be weird but I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime” He replied. Your cheeks flushed and you agreed.

“I wish I could’ve kissed you at the dance,”

“Me too, I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable”

“Me neither, but the next time I’m going to see you I’m going to kiss you”

“I’m okay with that,” you texted back before getting a ride home.

hi, i don't know if you're taking requests but i loved your slash fic, can i request something like slash and his girlfriend getting married (doesn't matter how, if it's big or small or just Vegas style, i trust you 😉) and after or during the thing they just run and hide to have sex

you dont have to do it it you dont want to but i love your wriiiite (my english is not really good, i’m sorry if something is wrong)

november rain

contents: fluff, smut, dom!slash x sub!reader, praise kink, degradation kink, name calling

p.s of course I don’t mind requests, I’ll write almost anything. also I know november rain is about refrained love but fuck it LMAO that’s the first thing I thought of

word count: 833

After dating for so many years, you and slash have decided to take it to another level and get married. You’ve dreamed of a day like this, to walk down the aisle someday dressed in white. But you never thought it would’ve been as perfect as this. You walked down the aisle, holding onto your white dress to walk better. You could see Slash, dressed in a suit and tie. He could have never looked better. Axl and the rest of the members watched nearby as I was soon facing Slash, staring into his eyes with a warm smile on his face.

You didn’t even realize the man had stopped talking and was waiting for you to reply. “I do,” you said, snapping back in. “I do,” Slash replied. You planted your lips onto his gently and he put the ring on your finger. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around your waist. Axl was sitting there, rolling his eyes and staring at you & Slash with a pissed look. Slash was focused on you and your eyes stared into Axl’s with confusion. You ignored it, focusing on Slash. You noticed Slash suddenly had a boner, your cheeks flushing a light pink.

“Excuse us,” he mutters before picking you up in his arms with ease. You were taken by surprise as he leads you away to the nearest hotel. He sets you down on the bed and you were very confused yet flustered. “What the fuck is happening?” You ask. “You look so goddamn beautiful in that dress, I just can’t help but to think how beautiful you would look in it after I fuck you until your legs shake.” He muttered, positioning his hips between your legs and rubbing your waist. You could feel his boner through his pants pressing against your thigh.

His words take you by surprise, you don’t know whether to be confused or turned on but you’re both at this point. “Just let me take care of you baby,” he whispers into your ear as he rubs you through your panties underneath your dress. Your lips part as you take a sharp inhale, feeling so sensitive already. “You’re so wet and I barely haven’t even done anything,” he teased before leaning down to kiss your neck. You tilted your head back, allowing him to get further access to your neck. He sucked on your neck, leaving hickeys all over it. You whine needily, aching desperately for his touch.

He reaches down and shoves his hand down past the waistband of your panties and rubs your clit slowly. “Oh, fuck” you whimper, bucking your hips. He let out a hum in satisfaction before taking your underwear off. He enters a finger inside of you, slowly fingering you. You gasp softly, looking at him as his finger thrusts inside of you. “So fucking beautiful and wet for me, hm?” He teases playfully, speeding up his pace and adding another finger. You wince in pain for a second after he adds another finger, the pain soon fading away and turning into pleasure.

You buck your hips up and arch into his touch. Just as you’re about to moan, he slips out his fingers. Before you could react, he replaces his fingers with his hard cock. He enters slowly inside of you, inch by inch. You gasp in surprise and pleasure at the same time, squirming at the feeling of him. He sits there inside of you for a few moments in order for you to accommodate his size before thrusting slowly and gently. “Fuck, squeezing my cock so well,” he groans. His pace slightly increases and you grip onto the sheets lightly, getting lost in the sensation of him fucking you. You moan softly which only spurrs him on, causing him to go faster and harder on you.

Next thing you know he’s pounding into you, pressing down onto your stomach. “Mmhh cmon, wanna’ feel you cum all over my cock,” He grunts as he watches his cock go in and out of you. “You’re so beautiful my love, taking that cock like a good little slut” he says, hunger in his voice. You couldn’t help but to wrap your legs around his hips and pull him closer. “Please ‘tstoo much, I’m gonna cum” you whimper out, fluttering on his pistoning cock. He chuckles darkly in response and pounds into you faster.

“Gonna fill this sweet little pussy up so good, y’know that?” He groans before his thrusts start to become sloppy. Your body starts to tense up and your mouth drops open. Your face contorts and your head tilts back. Your legs shake and you cry out loudly as you coat his cock with your cum. He follows after you, filling your pussy up with his hot seed spurt after spurt. He collapses onto you, panting lightly.

“Knew you’d look gorgeous dumbfucked in that dress” he murmurs with a sly smirk on his face.

phone sex

contents: smut, dom!slash x sub!femreader, dirty talk

word count: 930

p.s if u have any requests don’t be afraid to ask

You’ve been extremely horny lately, feeling extra bad for your boyfriend. You wanted to let him know that you loved him and not lusted over him, but you couldn’t control your high sex drive. This never really happened when you weren’t in a relationship, but now that you’re dating slash.. it’s like heaven. You called him a bit late every day because he always arrived at a hotel after a busy gig with his band.

You decided to call him, you couldn’t get your mind off of him. You heard the phone ring a few times in your ear before a familiar voice came to the phone.

“Hey sweetheart,” Slash said softly.

“Hi my love” you replied.

Even his voice was so angelic to you. God, it drove you crazy. Before you knew it, you guys were on call for an hour and a half. It was now 9pm and your panties randomly got soaked, a wave of horniness hitting you like a brick. You let out a low whine, the weird sensation pooling in your core. Your heart started to pound in your chest, your chest heaving. “Are you alright?” He asked in the same soft tone. “Mhm just a bit horny,” you confessed. He let out a deep chuckle at your confession without a word, which only made your arousal worse.

You weren’t usually a bold type of person, but you couldn’t help but to think about how you would love to get him hard by being straightforward. “I want you inside of me so badly,” you murmured. He groaned at your words, “You’re going to make me hard” he gritted through his teeth. “Good, I wanna make you hard” you say, your hand resting on top of your boob. Your words caused a bulge to grow in his pants, and the relaxed silence grew to sexual tension.

You couldn’t help but to grind against your blanket, whimpering needily. “What’re doin’ right now?” You ask. “Rubbing myself,” he replied. You could hear how heavy his breathing was and the sound of faint rustling. His hand traced over his leather-covered hard on as he focused on the sound of your voice. You just giggled mischievously, loving the sound of him getting turned on. “I wanna feel you” he moaned out softly. “Me too,” you croaked out, feeling yourself twitch inside of your soaked panties.

Before you knew it, your phone was on your other pillow and two of your fingers were plunged inside of your wet heat. His hand was rubbing up and down his shaft as you let out soft moans. The thought of him fucking you and stretching you open drove you crazy. He grunted and groaned, listening to your every sound. “I love you,” he said with a shaky breath. “I love you too” you managed to moan out in response.

Your moans gradually became louder, and his groans became more frequent. “Fuck,” he groaned out as he came. You were surprised from how fast he came, you weren’t even halfway done. But you continued either way, needing to finish. He continued stroking anyways. “I need you to ride me so badly,” he grunted. “I wanna feel you inside of me” you whined. Your fingers curled and your body convulsed. You came, moaning loudly. This caused him to have another orgasm, hearing him grunting and groaning as you panted lightly from your orgasm.

You sat there debating on whether to cum again, your pussy was still wet yet you were somewhat tired. Oh well, he came twice as well. You started again, your pussy feeling almost numb but sensitive from your last orgasm. You couldn’t help but to close your eyes and imagine your fingers were his cock, your fingers plunging in and out of your hole faster at the thought. He was still masturbating, barely any noise coming out of him this time. As you were halfway done with your orgasm, you heard him cuss under his breath once again. “Fuck, I love you” he gasped out as he came. You giggled and kept going as he relaxed and regained composure.

It was hard to cum, your fingers sore. All you could do was moan and attempt to go faster. Dirty words and pleas spilled out of your mouth uncontrollably. “I feel so bad for continuing while you’re exhausted,” you say to him. “Shhh, it’s okay baby. Keep going” he muttered. You listened to him, your orgasm coming closer and closer. “What are you doing now?” You ask in curiosity for the last time. “Rubbing myself again while listening to you,” he responded. You let out a “hmm” noise as an ‘I understand’.

“I wanna suck on your clit so badly, make you cum in my mouth” he said slowly. For some reason, this threw you off of the edge. Your back arched and you came harder than ever before, crying out in pleasure. “Oh, slash, oh fuck,” is all that comes out of your mouth, cum & arousal flooding your fingers as it drips down onto the sheets. He chucked in enjoyment as he heard you gasp and cry out in pleasure. Afterwards, you both sat there in the aftershock. Your legs shaked yet you were still able to put on your pants. He agreed to put on his pants as well and laid back down afterwards.

“You mean so much to me baby,” he mutters out lovingly, his voice laced with exhaustion.

“You mean everything to me,” you mutter back out in response before rolling over and drifting off to sleep out of exhaustion.

6 Month Anniversary

Contents/Warnings: kind of public sex??, dom!male, sub!fem, hair pulling kink, praise talk, teasing

Author’s note: hiii sorry this might suck, I haven’t written smut in a few months. Just lmk your guys’ feedback 🫶🏻

Word count: 1,063

You and slash have been dating for 6 months, and decided to celebrate your anniversary by going to a club. It was quite strange, you never really had that in thought for an anniversary date. But hey, you weren’t complaining. You wanted to spend as much time as possible with your boyfriend.

He sat on the stool on your left, and the bartender came up to you both. “Hey, anything I can get you guys tonight?,” the bartender asks, their eyes shifting between you and Slash. “Bottle of Jack & vodka, please” slash ordered, getting out his wallet. You glanced at Slash’s outfit, your eyes unable to look away. He was wearing his typical black leather pants and a long-sleeve black button up shirt with a few buttons down to expose his chest. You were in a black dress with matching black heels, matching with slash. Slash noticed your gaze and a little smirk spread across his face.

Before he could say anything, the bartender came up with both of your drinks and he paid. Soon, you were getting drunk together and starting small talk about how busy the club was and how life was going for the two of you. His curls framed his slightly sweaty face perfectly, and his beautiful brown eyes stared almost majestically into yours. Slow music started playing in the background, and you chose to go dance with him. Besides, you saw all the other couples do it and wanted to try for yourself.

You both entered the club dance floor, slightly drunk and giggly. Your arms wrapped around his neck and his arms wrapped perfectly around your waist, pulling you closer. He looked at you with a serious but loving look, admiring you. You couldn’t help but to smile and get lost in his eyes. He started to move along to the music and slow dancing with you. You followed his lead and you noticed that he started to get a bit touchy.

“I love you s’much” Slash muttered, his speech slightly slurred from being drunk

“I love you too,” you replied even though you were a bit taken aback by his suddenness.

Slash planted his lips onto yours, closing his eyes and kissing you deeply. His lips were warm and soft against yours, and you couldn’t help but to do the same and melt against his lips. You pulled him closer to you, getting lost in the kiss. Slash groaned as he felt his body pressed against yours from being so close together. His tongue darted in your mouth, swirling his tongue around yours. Your mouth parted to let him in and you followed his lead. Slash’s hands went down to grip your ass and pressed your hips against him to feel his growing hard-on.

You whined at the feeling, squirming slightly as his tongue got progressively more aggressive and his hips started grinding against yours. Suddenly, he opened his eyes & ended the kiss with a quick pull away, grabbing your arm gently. Your eyes opened in surprise, your body still caught in a daze from being lost in the kiss. He leads you inside the club bathroom and locks you in the hugest stall with him. “I need you so fuckin’ bad” he groaned.

Before you could even reply, he smashed his lips against yours once again and pinned you against the stall wall. He picked you up with ease, holding onto your ass for support. Your legs wrapped around his hips instinctively. At this point, your heart was pounding inside of your chest and you could feel your damp panties against you. His right hand traveled under your dress, rubbing your clit through your panties. You moaned into the kiss before breaking it slowly, lightly panting from the intense kiss.

“I want you inside of me” you whined and pleaded, almost begging for his cock.

Your words only spurred him on more as he let go of you and got down on his knees to take your panties off. “So fucking wet for me, hm?” He teases, running two fingers down your slit before standing up. Your thighs trembled and your eyebrows furrowed, your body aching for more touch. You didn’t even have to say anything as he undid his pants and freed his rock hard cock. He grabbed your hips and bent you over so he was now behind you and you were facing the stall door.

You gasped as he slid your dress up enough to expose yourself to him completely, your wet pussy hitting the cold air. He teased your entrance with his tip before slowly sliding into you, letting you accommodate to his size. “Fuck,” he moaned as he started thrusting at a normal pace. You could feel him thrusting against your g-spot right away and you moaned softly at the feeling. He picked up the pace, your moans motivating him. He slammed into you, his hand moving to pull your hair back gently.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, taking m’fuckin cock like this,” He groaned out. His thrusts got more aggressive and you felt your pussy start to flutter and twitch. You couldn’t help but to moan loudly, your moans slightly echoing in the empty club bathroom. He knew you were close and started pounding into you. The stall door shook with every powerful thrust as you put your hands onto it for support. “Gonna fill you up so good, yeah?” He said, grunting and moving his hand to rub your clit in sloppy quick circles in time with his thrusts.

This sent you over the edge as you cried out his name loudly and your eyes rolled back. Your body tensed and shook as you could feel Slash’s cock twitch and flood your pussy with his hot seed. Your moans mixed together as you both rode out your intense orgasms together. You both were panting heavily, trying to regain composure. Your hair was messed up and you were sweating. He slowly pulled out before cleaning you and himself up.

He helped you put on your clothes and fixed your hair. “I love you so much, you’re so perfect” he said before you both walked out the restroom and found your way out of the club. “I love you too, best anniversary ever” you replied with a slight chuckle before calling a taxi to take you both home.

“I’m always here to listen”

Axl Rose x reader

90s Axl

Axls Elton John record spun around on your record player as you cooked spaghetti in the kitchen for you and Axl. Axl was up in bed sleeping though he had stayed up last night trying to write a song when you went up to bed he was hunched over the piano scribbling things in a note book. Axl never really had a good sleep schedule so you let him rest. Bennie and the Jets was playing that was one of Axls favorites you smiled thinking about him. The spaghetti was ready and you decided to go up to your room to see if Axl was awake for dinner or if you should let him sleep and warm it up for him when he woke up. You went upstairs and got to your bedroom door you could hear sobbing. It was hard and heavy and you knew it was Axl. Axl had a lot of trauma from his childhood and he had begun therapy which was good but at the same time bad because it really made him face his past and problems and it brought back bad memories that made him spiral sometimes. You knocked on the door “Axl are you ok?” You said really worried about him. You got no response but could still hear him crying you decided to go in. And there he was sitting on the side of the bed his face in his hands sobbing his hair all in his face and he was crying. It was hard to see him like this but being his wife this wasn’t the first time you’d seen him like this in fact you were probably the only person he was the most open with about his feelings. You sat down on the bed next to him. He didn’t acknowledge you. You put an arm around him and put your head on his shoulder and moved his hair out of his face. “Sweetie what’s wrong?” You asked calmly. Axl sobbed harder and gave you no response. You sat there holding him for a little while. “I’m here for you Axl ” you said stroking his hair. He moved his face away from his hands his eyes were red and puffy his face was wet from tears and snot was running down his nose and his voice that was usually deep and confident was now shaky and desperate. “Just go away y/n I don’t feel like talking” he snapped at you and then going back to crying and hiding his face.

You didn’t want to push his limits if he needed time to cry you needed to let him even though all you wanted to do was hold him and tell him he can talk to you, you wanted to take all his pain away but instead you got up. “Ok” you said walking out of the room and shutting the door. You decided to give him some time and go back and try to talk to him later. You ate your dinner by yourself and played music but it felt empty without Axl you had to admit. Once you finished eating you went back upstairs to check on Axl. When you walked into your room Axl was no longer crying but was now laying on his back looking up at the ceiling. “Hey baby” you said sitting down on the bed. Axl didn’t respond his face was blank and few tears still streamed down his face. You started gently rubbing his knee he didn’t say anything. This went on for a few minutes then you stopped rubbing his leg and sighed. “Don’t stop it feels nice” Axl said his voice still a bit shaky from crying. “Ok” you said going back to doing it Axl then sat up and grabbed your hand. “I had a bad dream that’s all” he said. “I’m sorry babe it’s not real though” you said kissing his cheek. “Yeah it was just one of those were I’m a kid again and you know my dad and then and it’s you know” he said his voice breaking a little and tears rolling down his cheek which you wiped away. “I won’t go into detail but it just feels so real and scary y/n I just why y/n why” Axl pleaded tearing up again. You hugged him tighter wishing you could take the pain away from him“I know Axl but he’s gone now and I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again” you said squeezing his hand. “Just why y/n just why maybe if none of that happened I wouldn’t be so damn messed up” Axl said looking you in the face finally. “I’m proud of you Axl look at all you’ve overcame even if you have that baggage your still amazing and your a great husband to me” you said trying to cheer him up. He smiled finally. “The press doesn’t think so” Axl said. “Fuck the press they just make shit up to sell stuff” you said. Axl laughed. “I don’t care what’s happened to you before Axl I know who you are and I love you and I won’t let anything bad happen ok I’ll always be here for you” you said.

A tear rolled down Axls cheek and he smiled you moved his hair and kissed him. “I’d be dead without you know that right babe” Axl said looking down at your intertwined fingers. You laughed “i know that’s why I’m glad we found each other “ you said smiling. “Me too no one else would deal with my crazy shit” Axl said. “Are you ok now?” you asked. “Yeah for now” Axl said. “Wanna take a shower together?” You asked knowing it would make him feel better. “Of course I do” Axl said scooping you up bridal style and carrying you into the bathroom.

“Dress like this more often”

Duff Mckagan x reader

Fluff

Year:1985

You were shy quiet and very nerdy at least that’s what most people thought. But Duff knew the real you and he loved you. You met Duff in 7th grade and soon became best friends. Duff showed you how to have fun and not be so stressed. You and Duff started dating senior year when you were both 18. You were on track to graduate with honors and go to a good college. But one day Duff told you he’s leaving and going to LA to follow his dream of being a rockstar. You don’t know why or how but you decided to come with him you were in love and nothing mattered but him. You both dropped out of school and ran away together. Everyone who knew you was shocked but you didn’t care what they thought. You and Duff had lived in LA for 3 years now. Duff hadn’t had his big break yet but you were able to find a job to support you guys for the time being. You felt insecure though you saw these LA girls they were flashy and punk and beautiful you weren’t quite that confident to dress like that. But now Duff was in a new band they called themselves “Guns N’Roses” Duff told you this was the band that would get big and you believed him. You had met all the guys and seen them rehearse they were really something else you knew they would go far and tonight would be their first gig together. “I gotta head to sound check babe” Duff said kissing you on the top of your head and running out the door. “Ok see you at 8” you yelled as he was leaving. It was 6 right now that gave you 2 hours to get ready. Tonight you wouldn’t be so nervous about what people thought tonight you planned to go all out full glam if you were gonna be Duffs rockstar girlfriend you wanted to look the part. You went to the bathroom you put on a new outfit you had bought it was a short black skirt a tight leather black tank top and a black leather jacket to wear on top of it. You usually wore minimal makeup but today you but on eyeshadow, eye liner, and mascara. You decided to just curl your hair for tonight. When you looked in the mirror you hardly recognized yourself. You looked like the girls you saw at the bars around LA you looked hot you felt hot you couldn’t wait to show Duff and have him show you off to the guys.

~ time skip~

You knocked on the door at the back entrance of the bar there was a sign that read BAND IN SESSION DO NOT ENTER you ignored the sign though that’s what Duff told you to do anyway. Slash answered the door. “Hey your not su-damn” “y/n you look different like damn” Slash said looking you up and down. “Thank you Slash” you said smirking. You saw Duff come up and stand behind him Duff cleared his throat as a sign to tell Slash to go away and stop checking you out. “Oh right yeah uh Duff your girlfriends here” Slash said and then walking away to leave you two alone. Duffs eyes got wide when he saw you. “Y/n- I’ve never seen you dress like this” Duff said checking you out and smirking every so often. “You like it?” You asked looking up at him. “Like it sweetheart I love it.” Duff said. You blushed. “You didn’t have to get all dressed up for me though you know” Duff said. You pulled out a cigarette. Axl now walked past you two. “Y/n you smoke?” He asked. “Yeah maybe I do” you said inhaling the smoke but doing it wrong because you really needed to cough and it felt disgusting. Axl just smiled and kept walking. “Since when?” Duff said trying to reach the cigarette out of your hand but you pulled it away. “Since now babe” you said to him. “Ok sure” he said a little annoyed. It was now almost time for the boys to go on stage. You were sitting on Duffs lap. “Alright babe I gotta go out there” Duff said. “Knock em dead baby” you said “kiss for good luck?” Duff asked. You kissed him and the pulled away but Duff whispered. “You should dress like this more often doll” you smirked. He grabbed the box of cigarettes out of your jacket pocket. “No more of these though” he said. “Good I don’t like them anyway” you said laughing. Duff smiled and went to get on stage. Your mission tonight had been a success

“Think about you”

Izzy Stradlin x reader

Fluff

Year: 1987

You got out of the shower to see the door to yours and Izzy shared bedroom closed. You thought maybe Izzy shut it and was sitting in the living room but when you walked out there he wasn’t sitting there. Huh you thought guess he must just want to be alone in your guys room. You decided to knock on the door and check on him. “You ok iz?” you said knocking on the door. “Yeah I’m fine” he answered back you could here his guitar playing softly too. “Ok just checking”. You said walking away from the room. It was odd of Izzy to not want to be with you on his days off especially since the band was in the middle of recording there first album which meant lonnggg nights in the studio. Is he mad at me? Is he sick of me? All these bad thoughts started to come to your brain. But before they got too bad you decided Izzy was just probably practicing some songs and you should just watch some tv. After about 3 hours of watching tv you were bored out of your mind and Izzy never practiced songs this long at home. You got up and this time you were gonna see what he was up to. You knocked on the door and then just walked in because after all this was your room too. A startled izzy looked up at you and started fumbling around “Y/n what are you doing I’m busy right now” Izzy said quickly closing a notebook he had and setting down his guitar. “I just came to see what your up too I’m bored” you said sitting down on the bed. “That’s cool but I’m doing something right now sweetie” Izzy said not looking at you and just tuning his guitar. Something was up you knew it he didn’t want you in there. “Are you writing a song I could help I helped you write Mr. Brownstone remember” you said smiling. “No i don’t need any help right now babe just go do something else ok” Izzy said sternly to you. Now you were hurt Izzy always loved to hear what you thought of songs he was writing. “Ok” you said trying to hide the sadness in your voice. You turned and left the room shutting the door behind you. You sat back down on the couch. Did he cheat on me? Does he not love me anymore? Is he really just trying to break up with me? Your thoughts consumed you. You started tearing up. And then before you knew it you were in a ball on the couch sobbing. A few mins later you heard your bedroom door creak open. Shit you didn’t want Izzy to see you were upset so you started to quickly wipe away your tears. “Oh my gosh baby are you ok?” Izzy said running up and sitting by you on the couch. “Y-yeah I’m fine Izzy I’m f-fine.” You said you tried to hide your trembling voice but it didn’t really work. “Your crying Izzy said wiping a tear away from your cheek. “No I’m not” you said trying to calm yourself. “Yes you are your mascara is running and your trembling come here babe tell me what’s wrong” Izzy said opening his arms to hold you. You went right in to them having him now holding you and resting his chin on the top of your head. You decided to tell him what happened. “I-I was crying because of you” you said. Izzy didn’t say anything so you continued talking. “You didn’t talk to me all morning then our door was shut and you know I overthink and so all my bad thoughts came in Iz thoughts like that you hate me and lost feelings and want to break up” you said now really sobbing. “You thought I was mad?” Izzy said sounding sad. “Y-yeah” you said sniffling. “I’m so sorry beautiful I really am I’m so fuckin sorry I didn’t mean to make you feel like that I don’t hate you y/n I was ignoring you because…” Izzy paused. “Fuck it let me just show you.” Izzy said getting up and waking to your room. He came back with his guitar and note book. He sat down on the floor in front of you. “It was supposed to be a surprise on the new record for you but I think you need to hear it now” you were slightly confused and now had stopped crying and listened to Izzy who had now started strumming his guitar and then began singing…

🎶I think about you

Honey all the time my heart says yes

I think about you

Deep inside I love you best

I think about you

You know you’re the one I want

Darling you’re the only one, I think about you🎶

Izzy sang it to you right from the heart. And now you cried more but this time tears of joy. You were so dumb how could you think Izzy didn’t love you. Izzy set his guitar aside and now got up to sit by you again. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I’m sorry I made upset baby I should’ve remembered that you overthink sometimes it’s ok though baby I just wanted to make my song about you a surprise” Izzy said smiling and kissing you on the cheek. “There’s more lyrics about you for the song in my notebook if you want to look that’s why I was hiding it from you” Izzy said now blushing and fidgeting with his fingers. You got quiet for a few minutes trying to soak it all in. “I love you so much Izzy” you said grabbing his hand and holding it. “I love you too baby.” Izzy said kissing the top of your head. “Did you like the song?” Izzy asked. “I loved it Izzy” you said smiling at him. Izzy chuckled he was grinning ear to ear and blushing. “Good because I meant every word.” Izzy said in your ear.

Izzy stradlinXfem!reader

words:884

Warnings: smut..durr

You and Izzy are in the car, making out passionately after a date he took you on. You and Izzy have been dating for a few months and haven't had sex because you're a virgin and scared, but Izzy has been patient, making sure you're comfortable before you decide to go further with him. For weeks, you've been thinking about letting Izzy take your virginity and decided that today you want to lose it to him. As you and Izzy have been making out for a while, you climb on his lap and he grips your hair gently. When you start unbuttoning his pants, Izzy stops and looks at you, asking,

"Wait...are you sure?" Secretly hoping you say yes because he's been dying to fuck you since he met you, you nod, "Yeah, I'm sure...l want you to be my first," you say and smile softly at him. Izzy looks at you to make sure you're serious, and when he sees you are, he smiles big, kisses you with more passion, pulls your shirt off, and continues kissing you. The kisses get deeper and harder; he bites your lip and trails down, nibbling on your neck, leaving hickeys. You moan softly and buck your hips against his, whispering, "Izzy..." Izzy groans, bites your neck softly, and wraps his arms around you, unclipping your bra and watching as your breasts fall out perfectly. He kisses you harder and faster, trailing kisses down your neck, taking your right nipple in his mouth and sucking on it while his left hand toys with your other nipple. "Oh, God, you're so perfect, baby...like a goddess," he whispers in your ear. You moan quietly while he's sucking on your nipples, wrapping your hand around the back of his neck and pulling his hair softly. Izzy leans up, softly pulls you down to lay on the seat, and wraps your legs around his neck.

He kisses down your stomach and leaves hickeys in the valley of your breasts all the way down to above your belly button. "Izzy...please," you say, pleading for him to do something. You're so wet Izzy can feel the wetness through your panties. He smiles and lays his head on your stomach softly, trailing his fingers up and down between your folds through your panties. "Oh, baby...you're so wet..is this all for me?" he says lowly. You nod and look down at him and moan, throwing your head back softly, saying,

"Yes, Iz... all for you." Izzy smiles at that, kisses you through your panties, and groans, "Fuck...you smell so good." You grip Izzy's hair as he pulls your panties to the side. "Oh, look at that...she's so beautiful, all pink and wet." He tugs your panties all the way down and, without warning, starts eating you out, sucking on your clit and licking up and down your folds. "Omg! Omg Izzy, please! Fuck, fuck, your tongue feels so good," you moan loudly. Izzy rubs himself against the seat at the sound of your moans and inserts one finger into you. "You're so tight, baby...gotta let you get used to it, or it's gonna hurt really bad," he says softly.

After a few minutes, Izzy is still eating you out and inserts another finger. "Omg! Izzy, I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby," you grip the headrest and cum all over Izzy's face. Izzy licks it up, goes back up to you, and kisses you more passionately.

"You did good, baby...so good for me," he says while unbuckling his pants. "You ready, sweetheart ?" You don't say anything but nod, still coming down from your high from Izzy eating you out. "Come on, baby...I need words, are you ready?" he says lowly in your ear. "Yes..."'m ready, Izzy," you whisper shakily because you can feel Izzy's cock teasing your tight hole and moan. Izzy wastes no time and shoves his dick in you, waiting a second so you can get used to his size. You cry out quietly because the sensation of Izzy entering you is a feeling you never felt before. Izzy groans in your ear and says, "Baby...you're so tight and warm, feels so good... can live in this pussy." You moan out loudly and wrap your legs around Izzy, pulling his hair. Izzy gets lost in the feeling of you wrapped tightly around him and goes harder and faster. When you start to wince and cry, he doesn't stop. "Izzy!.. ow," you moan and cry out for him, and he doesn't stop. Despite this hurting you, your body keeps clenching around him, making him go faster and groan loudly. "Fuck! You were made for my dick, fuck I'm finna cum," he leans down and whimpers in your ear. You scratch at his back, pleading for him to stop, but he doesn't listen. You repeatedly clench around him, moaning loudly, your nails digging into the seat and his back as you cum.

Izzy cums inside you, and you whine low and softly

izzy looks at you with a guilty face and pushes your hair from your face "baby...I didn't mean to be that rough...you just felt so good," he says, laying on you and kissing you more. You shake your head as tears fall.

"...it's okay.it's okay, it felt good," you say, smiling and kissing him, knowing he didn't mean it.

an: okay so this one is straight ass i was running out of ideas near the end so it was rushed BUTT I POSTED THATS ALL THAT MATTERS POOKIES LOVE YA this was a request by my fav pookie btw

Izzy Stradlin XFem!reader

Words:266

Warnings: smut..duh

cmon baby one more..." he coos into your ear, nails still digging into the fleshy fat of your ass as he guides your hips up and down on his girthy cock. he was determined to get one more orgasm from you. he had to.

it felt like forever. you had been bouncing up and down on his shaft for what felt like ages. you couldn't even recall when it all had started. one orgasm to another, he simply couldn't get enough. he was addicted.

you felt that same knot in your stomach tighten again, this time it was much tighter and intense. the grip you had on his shoulders tightened, your nails engraving small crescents.

your boyfriend had noticed this, he swiftly grabs onto your waist, lifting you up and slamming himself into you at an cervix bruising pace. it was so quick you could barely could even process your own high approaching by second. then you felt it.

back arched, eyes rolled all the way back, jaw dropped, legs trembling. it was intense and heavenly. you've never felt anything so good in your life. it was so good that you didn't even notice the fluid you had squirted everywhere.

as you came back down from your high you realized your boyfriends thrusts had came to an abrupt end. "w-whyd you stop?" you ask, somewhat disappointed. but your boyfriend was looking into your eyes, a cheeky smirk plastered all over his face. "baby- you squirted on me..." he panted out, slowly beginning to buck his hips into your cunt again.you notice the tacky thin layer of liquid painted between your thighs and his lap. you let out a breathy sigh before your boyfriend whispers into your ear.

"y'think you could do that again for me pretty?"

an: the story ive been gatekeeping for like 2-3 days😭😭 SORRY FOR THAT BTW...im very forgetful and i sleep alot😁

Izzy stradlin X fem!reader

warnings: smut,cheating

words:325

Your best friend was passed out right next to you, drunk off too many glasses. She had always been a heavy sleeper and it had annoyed you how hard she was to wake up. That was before you had her boyfriend’s huge dick inside you. It almost hurt how big he was, stretching your cunt out as his massive hands guided your hips up and down.

“That’s a good little slut. How does that big dick feel?” izzy's voice low as he looked at you with hazel eyes that were completely darkened. You knew this was wrong, you were being a terrible terrible friend. This man though had a chokehold on you though.

“So-.. so big.” You whimpered, your pussy soaking his cock.

Chucking darkly, he slid his hands down to your bare ass. “I’m about to show you how big your best friend’s boyfriend’s dick is.” He whispered, holding you tightly as he started to thrust up into you. You wanted to scream, his massive length hitting your sweet spot with each thrust. You bit your lower lip, tucking your head into his neck as he leaned in towards your ear. “Fucking you raw right next to your best friend. Hmm.. she doesn’t even get that.”

His words were dirty. Wrong as you should feel, all you could think about was how you were about to cum all over his dick. If your best friend didn’t hear the sounds of skin slapping and heavy breathing, she was sure to hear the sounds of your wet cunt.

“I’m a-about.. to cum.” You moan into his neck with a whine to your voice as this man had no signs of slowing down. His pants in your ear, low growls had you clenching down onto his cock.

"You might have to tell your best friend that you are knocked up with my baby.” izzy's voice still in your ear as you felt his cum shoot inside you.

The may I can only write when im bored and its mosly smut😭 but i have keith richards smut in my notes should i post it?

The Promise (Slash x *daughter!* reader)

*photo not mine, found on pinterest, credit to owner*

The Promise

Slash x (daughter!) reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of alcohol and drug use

Word Count:1,121

Requested by: someone on wattpad <3

This was a request for a Slash x daughter imagine where the reader and slash have a conflict/fight :)

I know this might be kind of short so I’m sorry about that. Hopefully you enjoy it though! Also, I did this in Y/N’s POV hopefully that’s okay. Thanks for teh request, have a great day/night! <3

Y/N’s POV:

I stared at myself in the vanity mirror as I tried to come up with an idea. It felt like the bruise on my neck was staring at me, waiting for me to freak out. The concealer sitting in my makeup case seemed very tempting. I told myself I needed to tell him, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. How would he react? I know he did a lot of things when he was younger, but that doesn’t mean he wants me to do them. After one last look at the hickey I made up my mind. I’m hiding it. Maybe someday I would tell him I had it, or maybe he’d find out before it was gone. As of right now, makeup would have to do. The makeup was cold on my skin. I watched as the dark red and purple spot slowly disappeared from my sight. “Y/N! You ready?” My father’s voice echoed in the staircase as I frantically put away my makeup. I knocked over many products as I struggled to hide my tiny accomplice. “I’m coming!” I yelled. Tonight was our weekly movie night. Every Saturday my father and I would watch a movie and catch up with each other. I took a deep breath and made my way downstairs. The maple wood of the stairs slightly shone beneath my feet. My dad was standing in the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn. “You excited kiddo?” His face lit up as he saw me. “Yep.” I nodded my head slightly and made my way to the couch in the living room. My dad grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. “So, how was Jessica’s house?” shit. Jessica was my best friend. I was supposed to stay the night with her last night, but that isn’t what happened. Jessica’s parents were out of town and we took advantage of that. We threw a party and somehow I ended up with a hickey. When I woke up this morning I was in Jessica’s room on the floor with a massive headache. I barely remembered anything from the previous night. When I discovered I had a hickey I completely freaked out. I had never talked to my dad about boyfriends or anything of the sort. In all honesty, I didn’t even remember who gave me the hickey. “Hello? Anyone there?” my dad joked as he stuffed his face with popcorn. “Oh uh yeah it was great.” He nodded his head in understanding. “What’d you do?” “W-what?” He raised his eyebrows. “What did you do at Jessica’s house? Give me details.” Sweat was building on my palms as he asked questions. I gulped and rubbed my neck nervously. “We just uh hung out. Ya know, girl stuff.” I watched as his eyes zoned in on my neck. “Y/N?” His jaw clenched. “Y-yeah dad?” He pointed to my neck as he came to join me on the couch. “What is that?” His eyes were intimidating as he looked at me. I couldn’t keep eye contact for long before I looked at the floor. “It’s nothing dad.” He shook his head and scoffed. “Bullshit. What is it? Where were you last night Y/N?” His voice wasn’t as harsh, but it was still stern. “I was at Jessica’s.” He shook his head. “So did Jessica give you a hickey?” My head shot up and I looked at him with confusion. “What? No. No, dad Jessica didn’t give me a hickey. Um we uh” He sighed and leaned back on the couch. “Please just tell me what’s going on.” My eyes darted around the room as I tried to think of a response. I burnt myself with a curling iron? No, that's not believable. I slowly lifted my head as I decided what to say. “Jessica and I threw a party and um I..I got a hickey.” His jaw clenched once again as he stood up and paced around the room. “Who did it?” I looked at the floor once again as my mind wondered. Who did it? Honestly, I couldn’t tell you. I had been so drunk I didn’t remember even half of what happened. “I don’t really know.” My voice was barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry you don’t know?!” His voice was louder now, not quite a shout, but close. “Dad I’m sorry okay it won’t-” he cut me off. “How do you not remember? Were you drunk?” Even though he was being sarcastic I felt as if he still expected an answer. “Well yeah.” The words were hesitant to escape my mouth. “You were drunk? You’re not even of legal drinking age! How did you even get alcohol?” He threw his hands in the air as emphasis of his words. “And like you didn't? I know you drank

underage dad, don’t try to tell me different!” It felt as if something sparked within me. Something that decided to fight back. Did I have the right? Probably not. After all, I’m the one who went behind his back to do these things, and now I’m trying to justify my wrong actions. “Oh yeah like that makes it okay? I also overdosed Y/N. You gonna do that next?” I was a bit taken back by his words. He knew I would never do that. Right? He sat on a chair in the corner of the room and pinched the bridge of his nose. Watching him think was interesting. Occasionally he’d clench his jaw, or his eye would twitch. He looked peaceful, yet mad at the same time. His long, curly, black hair fell in front of his face. A sad, defeated, sigh left his lips. “I’m sorry Y/N it’s just-” He paused for a moment. “You’re my little girl, and I don’t wanna see you make the same mistakes I did, okay? It’s hard for me to watch you grow up. I have to face that you’re not a toddler anymore. It’s not even that big of a deal you got a hickey.” I walked over to him and sat on the arm of the chair. “I’m sorry too. I’ll be honest with you from now on.” He smiled at me before pulling me into a hug. “I’m gonna make you a deal.” I nodded my head in agreement as I waited for him to speak. “You can’t drink anymore, until you’re of legal age. Also, be honest with me about what you’re doing. And I promise I won’t get so upset about boy stuff anymore. After all, you aren’t a baby anymore.” He smiled kindly at me. I felt calmed by his words. “I promise.” “Alright kiddo. Let’s get to watching that movie.”

Thanks for reading! Requests are open btw (just a reminder lol) have a good day/night and remember to drink some water. You are beautiful. :)

I Was Gonna Tell You (Axl Rose x *sister!* Reader)

I Was Gonna Tell You

Axl Rose x (sister!) reader

fluff , angst???

WARNINGS:profanities

Word Count: 855

Requested by: @foxinaforestofstars

“I loved what you wrote for my request, so much! I hope you don't mind if I request more for Axl's sister!reader. Basically, I'd imagine he'd try to keep her out of the spotlight as much as he can, so not many people are aware he has a sister or that she's in his custody. And one day his girlfriend (maybe Erin, idk) comes over for a surprise visit and finds them cuddled up on the couch watching movies and is like "Eww, you're cheating on me with a child?!" and the explanation that follows?”

I know it has taken me a really long time to post this so thank you for your patience! Also, I’m sorry if this is really bad. I feel like I could have done a lot better on it. Anyways, hopefully it doesn’t disappoint too much. Also, this is a bit smaller than normal so hope that’s okay.

Narrator’s POV:

Life as Axl Rose’s sister wasn’t easy. Y/N spent most of her days inside. Other than school and the occasional night over at a friend's house, her life was boring. That isn’t something you’d expect to hear from the sister of a rock star. Axl tried to keep her out of the spotlight. Most people didn’t even know he had a sister, including Erin. Axl had told Y/N about Erin a while ago, and he talked about her quite frequently too. Y/N was in the kitchen opening a soda when she looked over at Axl on the couch. “Hey Ax?” “hm?” “When are you gonna tell Erin you have a sister?” Y/N questioned as she took a swig of her drink. “Well..” he trailed off as he stared out the window. Axl had planned to tell Erin soon. The topic of siblings had never come up in conversation before and surprisingly he had never thought to tell her. “I’m planning on telling her next time I see her.” He said as he laid down on the couch. Y/N nodded her head in agreement. Y/N grabbed a blanket and sat next to Axl on the couch. “What should we watch?” he asked as he flipped through channels on the TV. “Whatever you wanna watch is fine.”

[...]

Erin stepped foot in the airport, excited that soon she would see her boyfriend. She hadn’t told him that she was coming to visit. She liked surprising Axl every now and then. Her heels clicked on the airport’s tile floor as she looked for the exit. She was holding a couple bags that she packed for the trip. The glowing red ‘exit’ sign hung above a glass door at the end of a large hallway. She struggled slightly to get the door open with her bags in her hands. They eventually swung open, exposing the crisp air outside. Her eyes searched the street until she saw a yellow taxi parked by the curb. As she climbed into the backseat the driver looked her over in the rear view mirror. Please don’t be a creep. Is all she could think as she put on her seat belt. “I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere.” The driver’s voice was low and raspy as he spoke. “Really? Oh um yeah I don’t know.” It was perfectly possible that he could have seen her on magazine covers. “You’re Erin aren’t you? Erin Everly?” shit. Erin usually didn’t take taxis for this exact reason. “Um well yes I am.” The conversation on the way to Axl’s house was surprisingly normal, to Erin’s relief. As the taxi pulled into Axl’s driveway Erin could feel excitement growing inside her. She hadn’t seen him for the past couple months and she couldn’t wait to have her arms wrapped around him again. She paid the taxi driver and made her way to the front door. She felt slightly nervous as she turned the golden door knob. Though, what she saw when she opened the door crushed her heart into a million pieces. She felt as if her heart had been taken and thrown into the trash, completely disregarded. Tears brimmed Erin’s eyes. “A-axl?” she croaked out. How could he do this? She wondered. Axl’s attention was drawn to the woman and immediately his face lit up. “Erin! Wait..what’s wrong baby?” By this time he was off the couch and walking towards her. “Oh don’t you baby me.” She said sternly as tears rolled down her face. There was no denying she was upset. Axl felt hurt by her words though he tried not to show it. “I..I don’t understand. What’s wrong?” He sounded worried. “What’s wrong?! Are you seriously asking me that right now?! Axl you’re cheating on me. And not only are you cheating on me, but you’re cheating on me with a fucking child!” Erin pointed in Y/N’s direction as she spoke. Axl’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked between Y/N and Erin. “You..you think I’m cheating on you with Y/N?” he quietly chuckled, slightly amused by the situation. “Why are you laughing? You’re messed up rose you really are.” she said, shaking her head as she began walking out the door. “No Erin! I guess it’s time I introduce you two.” Erin raised her eyebrows as he spoke. “Erin, this is my sister Y/N. Y/N, this is my girlfriend Erin.” Y/N couldn’t help herself from laughing. She slowly burst into laughter, and Axl was soon to follow. “You’re lying. Why the fuck wouldn’t you have told me you have a sister?” Erin said in a bitter tone. “I’m sorry Erin.” Axl whispered as he wiped a tear from his eye. He truly did find this very funny. “Hello Erin. Axl has told me so much about you.” Y/N hugged Erin as she tried to calm herself from the laughing fit she just had. “I wish I could say the same.” Erin stated as she glared at Axl. He put his hands up in defense. “I was gonna tell you I swear.”

Have a great day and remember to drink some water. You’re beautiful! :) <3

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎- 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 {𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬}

(𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫? (𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐘/𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥) (𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) *𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝*)

*chapter one* *chapter two* *chapter three*

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗

(A/N… this is in the narrator’s POV.)

[night of the party]

The lipstick slid over Y/N’s lips, staining them blood red. She studied herself in the mirror checking that everything was perfect. Her phone rang causing her to slightly jump. She tiptoed to it and answered. “Hello?” She whispered, careful that no one would hear her. “We’re just down the road. You ready?” Axl’s voice echoed. “Yeah I’ll be there in a sec.” She then hung the phone up. After checking once more that the door was locked, Y/N slowly opened her window. Once the grassy ground was in sight she threw her small purse out the window and prepared herself to be next. Even though she tried, it was very apparent that heels weren’t ideal for climbing out of a window. “God damn heels!” She whisper-yelled as she took the shoes from her feet and let them join her purse on the cold ground. She was now hanging halfway out of the window when she felt the soft grass between her toes. She stumbled to her feet before closing the window. Her purse and heels were waiting for her on the ground not too far from where she stood. She grabbed the items and jogged down the road until she saw Axl’s car. The car door opened to reveal Axl in the driver's seat. “Hello miss. Did you order a taxi?” Axl asked, using a horrible British accent. “You’re such a dork.” She laughed and slid into the passenger's seat. “Hi Y/N!” Steven excitedly exclaimed from the backseat. “Hey Stevie” she responded. Izzy, who was also in the backseat, simply nodded his head in acknowledgement of Y/N’s presence. Y/N turned her attention to the road when Axl began driving. The radio was on so loud that Y/N could practically feel the bass. As the car rolled up to Duff’s house Y/N could feel her heart beating just a bit faster at the thought that soon she would be flirting with Slash.

[...]

The dimly lit room wreaked of alcohol and sex. After all, that is what it was filled with. Y/N turned her head many times to avoid seeing couples that had gone too far...at least to be in front of people. Her eyes scanned the room as she searched for the man her attention would be on tonight. Slash. As she entered the living room she finally found what she had been looking for. The curly haired man was sat on a couch in the corner of the room. Surprisingly, alone. As she sauntered towards him she couldn’t help but smile to herself. She acted as if she was a lion stalking their prey. She looked graceful, yet her intent was sinful. Slash’s eyes locked on her when she was only a few feet away. He watched how her hips swayed, hypnotizing him more with each step she took. He was snapped into reality when she sat herself next to him. She was facing him. Her elbow was perched on the back of the couch and her head lightly rested on her hand. Slash stared into her eyes, observing the beautiful orbs. Y/N laughed airily at his contentment. Slash cleared his throat and looked away from the girl. “I uh..didn’t expect to see you here.” He snarked. “Guess that goes for both of us.” She traced her finger down his arm, catching his attention immediately. “What are you doing?” he asked, confusion apparent in his voice. She ignored his comment as her finger made its way to his chest. He was wearing a black button up that was halfway unbuttoned, which she intended to use to her advantage. His eyes watched as her finger traced sloppy shapes on his skin. “Y/N seriously what are you doing?” he asked again. This time however, he didn’t sound so sure of himself. Almost like he was asking himself the question. Did he want this to happen? “Ya know Saul..” her voice was now a low, seductive whisper. She leaned into him, her hot breath fanning over his ear. “I’m not wearing any panties under this skirt.” His eyes widened at her comment as he turned to look at her. She made sure to maintain eye contact with him while he looked at her in shock. Was that a slight blush on his cheeks? No, couldn’t be...well maybe. “H-how much alcohol have you had tonight Y/N?” he stuttered. Y/N was now staring at Slash’s mouth as she licked her lips. The gap between their lips was now merely centimeters. “None.” she whispered breathlessly as her lips ghosted over his. Just as Slash attempted to close the gap between them, Duff’s voice pierced the air. “Y/N!” He yelled from the middle of the room. “See ya.” she stated simply as she made her way to Duff. Slash couldn’t help but feel aggravated. He was so close to getting what he had wanted for so many years. “Hey duffles.” Y/N giggled at his clearly drunken state. “Okay okay okay listen to this..” He slurred. “Are you a parking ticket? Because you’ve got fine written all over you.” Duff laughed at himself which caused him to hiccup. The boys were like brothers to Y/N, but when they were drunk they sometimes flirted with her. She never did anything with them though. Y/N could feel Slash’s gaze on them and it kind of excited her knowing that he couldn’t look away. “Good one Duff.” she chuckled. She stood there as she listened to the rest of the stupidly silly pick up lines he had for her. “Hey Y/N?” “Yeah?” she stared at the blond as she waited for a response. “I’m really horny do you think we could…” he trailed off. Slash’s gaze was still on the two. His jaw clenched as he watched the bassist flirt with Y/N. Rage was building within him. It felt as if he had fire coursing through his veins. Though, what he wanted to do with that rage was different from anything he felt before. He didn’t want to yell at Duff or cuss him out. As ridiculous as it sounded he wanted to fuck her. It seemed as though his rage fueled something inside him. Something that would make Y/N forget all about Duff. Almost as if it was instinct, he stood up and began walking towards Y/N. “Duff, listen you’re drunk and-” she was cut off when Saul grabbed her arm and began dragging her with him. “Slash? What are you doing?” The guitarist didn’t bother

answering her question. His fist pounded on the rickety bathroom door before opening it. He slammed the door behind them and instantly attached his lips to Y/N’s. He lifted her so that she was sitting on the sink. “No panties huh?” He whispered as he slid his hand under her skirt. However before he could do anything Y/N grabbed his hand. “What do you think you’re doing?” she asked even though she knew very well what he was doing. “Y/N please.” She was surprised by his words, but didn’t let it show. Y/N could feel Slash’s hard on pressed against her thigh. “Sorry babe but I’m not letting you fuck me in a stingy bathroom.” She teased. “Then where can I?” he asked desperately. “What about this Friday, my place, after school?” Slash’s eyes lit up. “Sure,” he said rather excitedly. She hopped down from her place on the sink and made her way towards the door. “You’re really gonna leave me with this huh?” he pointed to the obvious bulge in his pants. “I’m sure you can manage.” she laughed before walking out the door. He sighed in defeat...this is gonna be a long night.

𝐈 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐜𝐮𝐳 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫? 𝐢𝐝𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨

Love You More (Axl Rose x Reader)

*pic not mine, found on pinterest, credit to owner*

Y/N’s POV:

I woke up to little kisses on my face. My eyes flickered open to see Axl above me. “Ax?” I was soon met with his emerald looking eyes. “Happy birthday baby girl.” He whispered before leaving a soft kiss on my lips. “Thanks babe.” I yawned and rubbed my eyes. “What time is it?” I asked, tiredness relevant in my voice. “10:30.” I sat up in bed immediately. “Shit I’m gonna be late for work!” Axl laughed a bit, “No no...you’re not going to work today babe it’s your birthday. I already called the diner.” I turned around to look at him. “Axl.” I whined. “Come on baby, it's your birthday!” I smiled a little and sat back down on the bed. “Fine….you’re lucky I love you.” I joked as I rested my head on his shoulder. “Trust me I know.” I giggled and looked up at him. “So what are we doing all day? Sitting around?” He smiled sweetly before placing a kiss on my forehead. “The guys are coming over later to hang out. Is that okay?” I nodded my head and hummed in content. “I made you breakfast.” I looked up at him and raised my eyebrows. “Since when did you become a cook?” He playfully rolled his eyes. “I’m not saying it’s good. I’m just saying it’s breakfast.” I laughed and gave him a kiss on my cheek. “Will you give me a piggyback ride downstairs?” He looked at me and smirked. “What are you eleven?” “Out of ten yes.” He shook his head and stood up. “Hop on.” That’s exactly what I did. He carried me down the stairs and to the kitchen table. I sat in my chair and watched as he brought me a plate from the kitchen. On it was eggs and toast. “Aw thanks babe.” He smiled and sat down next to me. “Remember, I said it might not be the best so don’t judge.” I laughed slightly and took a bite. It was surprisingly good. “It’s good.” He looked a little shocked. “Really? Well that’s surprising. Uh cool I guess.” The rest of breakfast went well. We talked for a while about random things. He told me about how he couldn’t wait for tonight. “Why?” Axl looked at me confused. “Why what?” I rolled my eyes. “Why can’t you wait for tonight?” It looked as if a light bulb went off inside his head. “Oh uh...no reason just ya know...the guys are coming over and all…” I noticed a change in how Axl was acting. He was acting differently...almost...nervous? “You done with your food?” He picked up my plate and walked it to the sink. “Y/N honey, why don’t you go um….I don’t know...get ready for when the boys get here?” I looked at him suspiciously, “Alright” I walked up the stairs and to our room. What is with him today? I didn’t care much about what I wore around the guys. They were basically my best friends. I slipped on some jeans and an oversized Guns N’ Roses t-shirt. It was probably Axl’s since it smelled of his cologne. I walked back down the stairs to see Axl on the phone. “Yeah I don’t know dude.” He whispered. “Axl? Who are you on the phone with?” Axl turned around and started fumbling with the telephone. “Yeah uh see you later Iz.” He hung up the phone and jogged over to me. “How much of that did you hear?” I furrowed my brow. “Um, barely anything, why?” He shook his head. “No reason. Let’s go watch some movies, you wanna?” “Okay.” I said hesitantly.

˜”*°•.˜”*°• time skip •°*”˜.•°*”˜

“Did we really just spend the entire day watching movies?” Axl yawned and looked at the clock on the wall. “Guess so. The guys should be here soon.” He stood up and walked into the kitchen. “Alright.” as if on cue the doorbell wrung. “I’ll get it.” I yelled before walking over to the door. “Y/N! Happy birthday!” Duff said as he walked into the house. “Thanks Duff.” I gave him a hug before letting the rest of the boys in. All of the boys, except Steven, walked into the kitchen with Axl. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Steven was sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. “Do you know why Axl is acting so weird today?” He smiled and looked at me. “No clue.” He knows. “Oh okay so this is just something that you guys are hiding from me, is that it?” He laughed and his smile grew wider. “I told you Y/N I don’t know.” He raised his hands in surrender. I rolled my eyes playfully and threw a small pillow at him which, thankfully, he caught. That’s when Axl and the other boys walked into the living room. “Alright time for presents!” Slash declared as he sat on the couch next to me. “Really? You got me something?” The boys looked at me and then each other before laughing. “You’re our friend Y/N. Of course we all got you something.” Izzy said as he sat on a chair next to Steven. Axl walked over to me and sat on the side of the couch. Slash pulled a small white box out of a bag. The box was wrapped with a white, sparkly bow. “I didn’t really know what to get you but...here.” He handed me the box and I smiled at him. I carefully untied the bow and sat it down. Once I took the top of the box I couldn’t help but let out a little gasp. Inside were a pair of beautiful pearl earrings. “Oh my god. Thank you so much Slash.” I leaned over and gave him a small hug. “I know you said once that you liked them when we all went shopping.” I laughed a little bit. “They’re beautiful. Thank you.” “I’m next!” I turned my head to see Steven handing me a bag. “Thanks Stevie.” He smiled as he watched me open the bag. Inside was a big stuffed animal pug. “Steven! I love it!” I laughed a little as I held the plush. “Well ya know you can’t afford a dog so this is the next best thing.” I smiled and looked at him, “It is Steven...thank you.” It took almost five minutes just for Izzy and Duff to figure out who would give me their gift first. Izzy had gotten me a bottle of wine and some condoms….well...practical. Duff got me a bottle of vodka and some candy. “I didn’t know what else to get you.” He laughed nervously. “It’s perfect Duff. Thank you.” After presents were done I looked at Axl. “Okay Y/N um so I have kind of a big present for you…” he trailed off. I looked at all of the boys to see their eyes were on us. “Okay?” I laughed a little bit. I think everyone could tell I was nervous. Axl stood so that he was in front of me before grabbing my hand and sinking to one knee. This isn’t real. Is it? He pulled out a small black box and opened it to reveal a ring. “Y/N before I met you I didn’t know what love was. You showed me what happiness is. The last five years of my life have been the best I ever had and I can’t imagine my life without you. Y/N Y/L/N will you marry me?” I could feel tears falling down my face as he spoke. “Yes. Yes of course.” Axl smiled at me and placed the ring on my finger. He hugged me tightly and the boys started clapping. I looked him in the eyes before kissing him passionately. After breaking away I looked at him, “I love you so much.” He smiled and pecked my lips, “I love you more.”

Thanks for reading! Requests are open (just a reminder). I know this is really cheesy so um...yeah. Anyways have a good day/night and remember you are beautiful

Self Defense (Axl Rose x *sister!* Reader)

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Self Defense

Axl Rose x (sister!) reader

Fluff/sad??

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of sexual interaction, (Idk if this counts as sexual harassment??...)

Word Count:1,329

Requested by: @foxinaforestofstars

“Hi there! I love your writing! I was wondering if I could request a fic where reader is Axl's little sister and under his guardianship. Her school calls because she punched a boy for tugging her bra straps and pulling up her skirt. The principal is about to punish her but Axl (maybe having brought the rest of the band, up to you) goes off at them because how dare they try to punish his little sister for defending herself? Thanks in advance”

I tried my best on this! Hope you liked it! Thanks so much for requesting!!

(btw sorry it took so long for me to post!)

Y/N’s POV:

I was completely convinced that the last period of the day was the worst. When the bell rang I was practically thanking God. I picked up my books and walked to the hallway. Sadly, my school had our lockers outdoors. I didn’t enjoy it much when the heat was absolutely horrible like today. I walked out the doors of the school and to my locker. I was just thankful that I got to go home. Axl told me that the band would be over when I got home from school so I was pretty excited. I liked the guys in the band. They made me feel like I was part of their friend group rather than just the ‘little sister’. I closed my locker when I heard a voice from behind me. “Where ya goin princess?” I rolled my eyes and turned around. Of course it’s Jason. Jason was the biggest player in my grade, not to mention he was mean to almost everyone. “That’s Y/N to you, and I’m going home. If you’d excuse me.” I tried walking by him but he put his arm out to stop me. “What do you want Jason?” He smirked at me and put his hands on my shoulders. I felt my back hit the cold metal of the lockers as he pushed me up against them. “You know what I want Y/N.” I tried to free myself from his grip, but he was stronger. “Jason I told you before I’m not sleeping with you or going out with you or doing anything with you!” I shouted as I continued to struggle out of his hold. “Y/N I don’t understand. All the other girls in our grade say I’m the best there is.” He slid his hand under my t-shirt sleeve and started playing with my bra strap. “Jason, stop! I told you I don’t wanna do that!” Anger was growing inside of me. As much as I hated to admit it I was scared. “Come on Y/N! Your brother doesn't have to know...no one has to know.” His other hand trailed down my side until it reached my thigh. My legs weren’t covered since I was wearing a skirt, and I could feel his touch lingering on me. “I will know Jason. Please stop. Please? Don’t be a jerk.” I tried to reason with him but it seemed to make him more upset. “I’m not a jerk Y/N. I just know what I want and I know you’re the only one who can give it to me.” I felt his hand slip under my skirt and pull it up. “What the hell?!” I yelled. My initial reaction was to punch him...so that’s what I did. I heard a nasty cracking sound and looked up to see Jason holding his nose. “Why did you hit me?!” He yelled. That’s when I heard the door to the school open. I looked over to see my teacher, Mr. Brown, walking towards us. I ran to him as fast as I could, “Mr. Brown! Please help me. Jason was just harassing me. He was-” I was cut off when Jason yelled, “She hit me!” I glared at him and turned back to Mr. Brown. “Y/N is this true?” There was no way I could lie. His nose was bleeding for God sake. “Yes, but Mr. Brown he literally lifted my skirt up aren’t I supposed to defend myself someho-” I was cut off again, this time by Mr. Brown. “Y/N that is not acceptable behavior. I need you to go to the principal's office immediately. You have been assigned detention.” My eyes went wide with shock. “This wasn’t even in school!” He glared at me, “It was on school property. Now go to the principal's office!” He shouted. I scurried into the school and made my way to the principal’s office. Wait till Axl hears about this.

Axl’s POV:

I was standing in the kitchen talking to Duff when the phone rang. I groaned and made my way to the phone. “Hello?” I was shocked when I heard Y/N’s teacher’s voice on the other end. “Hello Mr. Rose? Y/N will be staying after school today, she has detention.” I had to stop my jaw from dropping. Y/N was a good student, I knew that. “May I ask why she has detention?” I heard the teacher sigh before responding, “She punched a boy in the face.” My eyes went wide and I tried to hold back a giggle. Like sister like brother huh? “Well she must have had a good reason to.” The teacher scoffed at my response. “Mr. Rose there is no good reason to punch someone in the face. Now if you must know, she said the boy harassed her. I think she’s being overly dramatic. Anyways she won’t be home for another two hours. Have a good day, goodbye.” He hung up the phone and it took everything in me not to break it. “Who was that?” Duff mumbled before putting a cigarette in his mouth. “That was Y/N’s school. She got detention.” Duff looked confused. “Why would she get detention? She’s a great kid.” By this point the rest of the boys had come into the kitchen to see what was happening. “What’s going on?” Izzy questioned. “Y/N got detention for defending herself. She punched some boy because he was harassing her and now the school is saying it wasn’t justified.” Anger was now relevant on their faces. “Let’s go.” I headed for the door and the boys followed close behind. We all piled into the car and I sped to the school. I was clutching the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles were turning white. When we arrived at the school I hurriedly got out of the car and slammed the door. My anger was growing with each step I took. I told the boys to wait outside since I didn’t want us to get into more trouble than necessary. When I walked into the building I saw Y/N sitting in an office in front of a desk. I rushed over to the room and opened the door. “Hello Mr. Rose. How can I help you?” Y/N’s principal was sitting at his desk. “Don’t ‘Hi Mr. Rose’ me. Why is my sister here?” He sighed and sat back in his chair. I turned to look at Y/N. “Are you okay sis? What did that guy do to you?” For once in my life I saw something in her eyes that I didn’t see normally. I saw fear. I’m gonna kill that fucking guy. “He was messing with my bra straps and stuff and he uh...he pulled up my skirt.” She looked at the floor as if she was ashamed to be telling me. I clenched my jaw as I turned to her principal. “How dare you!” I yelled. I could tell her principal was a bit shaken up by the loudness of my voice. “Mr. Rose, she punched him..” He mumbled. “How dare you try to punish my little sister for defending herself?!” I yelled again. I watched as her principal nodded his head slowly. “I guess I didn’t realize it was um...that serious.” I shook my head in disapproval as I grabbed Y/N’s arm. “Come on, let's go.” She grabbed her backpack and followed me. When we got outside the boys were relieved to see Y/N was with me. “You’re not going back to school.” Y/N looked up at me amused. “What?” She laughed. “You heard me. You’re not going back to school.” She smirked at me. “Yeah sure we’ll see about that.” I laughed and smiled at her. Once we were in the car I looked over at her, “No but seriously if I see that kid? I’m killing him.” She laughed and shook her head.

Hello! Second post of the night! Anyways thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed. Have a good day/night and remember you are beautiful! <3 :)

The Moaning Contest (Group x Reader/ Duff McKagan x Reader)

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The Moaning Contest

Group x Reader / Duff McKagan x Reader

Smut/Sad???

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content, alcohol use

Word Count:1,633

Requested by: @mckaganjams

“hey can i request an x reader with duff where they are playing a game to see who can make the reader moan the loudest?? i feel like it would be super interesting 🥰 (technically it’s a whole group x reader but maybe a duff ending?) xx”

I know this is a bit different than what you requested so I hope that’s okay! I just did what I thought went best with the imagine. Thank you so much for requesting!! I hope this was okay! (btw sorry it took so long for me to post!)

Y/N’s POV:

The microwave beeped and I was snapped out of my daydream. I opened the microwave door and took out the popcorn. The boys had come over tonight to watch movies and hang out. I was going to relax by myself, but then they showed up and I couldn’t tell them no. They had brought a pack of beer with them as what they called a ‘thank you’. I laughed to myself as I walked into the living room with a bowl of popcorn. As I was walking in I heard Slash speaking, “I’ll bet you twenty bucks I can-” He stopped talking when Axl pointed to me. I raised my brow with confusion but Axl looked away. I sat down on the floor next to Steven. I leaned over to him and whispered in his ear, “What were they talking about?” His eyes widened and he looked down. “Uhm..” He scratched the back of his neck, “nothing..don’t worry about it.” I rolled my eyes. “Stevie you can tell me ya know.” He looked at me then back at Axl and Slash. “No I can’t Y/N...sorry.” I smirked. “Alright since you won’t tell me..” I looked over at Izzy. He noticed what I was doing and raised his hands in defense. “I ain’t telling you either Y/N” I huffed and turned around. “So which one of you is gonna tell me why you’re acting weird all of a sudden?” “Well the boys just had an idea.” I turned my head to see Duff smiling at me devilishly. What now? “Alright. What’s the idea?” Axl shifted uncomfortably on the couch and Slash started twiddling his thumbs. “They wanna see which of us can make you moan the loudest.” Instantly I felt my face heat up and I knew I was blushing. “But you guys a-are my uh..m-my friends” My eyes darted between the boys as I swallowed nervously. “It uh...it was just a thought Y/N. None of us like you..uh..like that.” Axl spoke up. I don’t know if it was the beer, or simply the fact that I was bored, but I decided to agree. “Alright.” Slash’s head shot up and he began staring at me. “Alright? You sure I mean we were just jo-” “Yes Slash. Like Axl said it was just a thought. None of us like each other like that. Right?” He nodded his head and a sly smile crept onto his face. “Alright I’m going first.” Axl said. Well that was fast. “Uh sure.” I felt a little nervous, I couldn’t lie. The last time I was intimate with someone was months ago. I had started debating if I should pick up a random guy at a bar for a night. My better judgment told me not to but I wasn’t sure anymore. Axl was now standing in front of me and reached out his hand. I took his hand and followed him to a chair in the middle of the room. “Sit.” I followed his directions and sat in the chair. It wasn’t comfortable. It was a cold, hard, wooden chair. Why do I even have this in here? I watched as Axl sank to his knees in front of me. “Uhm wait….we’re doing this here? But...they’re all watching.” I whispered the last part and Axl laughed. He turned his gaze to the boys, “Ya hear that guys? She’s shy.” I slapped his arm lightly and he looked at me again, rolling his eyes this time. “It’s fine princess we aren’t paying attention.” Steven said. I nodded my head and my attention went back to Axl. “Alright. You sure you wanna do this right?” He whispered. “Yeah I-I’m sure.” He smiled and nodded his head ‘okay’. My palms became a little sweaty and I could feel the blush on my cheeks grow as Axl slowly pulled down my jean shorts. This is actually happening. His fingers brushed my hips as he slid my panties down my legs. I could feel the other guy's eyes on me which just made me even more nervous. I looked up and saw that the only person not looking at me was Duff. He was staring daggers at Axl. Why is he so mad? I didn’t have long to contemplate the matter before I felt Axl’s hands spreading my legs apart. He looked up at me deviously before kissing the insides of my thighs. I gasped when I felt his tongue softly swipe across my clit. Whimpers and gasps were leaving my mouth as if my life depended on it. A loud, pornographic moan escaped my lips when he began softly sucking me. I threw my head back at the sensation before I heard Slash speak up. He cleared his throat, “Ax?” Axl pulled away from me

and looked at Slash. The hand motion Slash made signaled for Axl to hurry up. I giggled a little bit when I heard Axl groan. “Fine.” Axl walked back to the couch and I found myself suddenly very uncomfortable with my nudity. I crossed my legs to prevent anyone from looking, but that didn’t last long when Slash came up to me and spread them apart again. Slash didn’t waste any time. He instantly began rubbing my clit causing a string of whimpers to leave my lips. He used two fingers to touch the wetness in between my legs before sliding in. He began pumping them into me, repeatedly hitting my g-spot. I was a moaning mess as my eyes screwed shut and I, once again, threw my head back. I felt my release wash over me and I moaned loudly as I gripped his hair. “Slash!” I moaned as I finished. He pulled his fingers out of me slowly before standing up and looking at me. I looked over to see the other guys were wide eyed. Duff stood up and walked into the kitchen. What’s with him today? “Uh...here” Steven handed me a box of tissues and I laughed nervously as I smiled at him. “Thanks.” I mumbled before cleaning myself up. I quickly put on my underwear and shorts before looking at Steven and Izzy. “Give me a little bit guys I uh...I gotta check on something.” They nodded their heads and began conversating as I snuck away to the kitchen. I found Duff downing a bottle of vodka and...crying? What the hell? “Hey Duff?” He jumped, obviously startled by my presence, before hurriedly wiping his tears away. “Hey Y/N. What’s wrong? Aren’t you supposed to be in there with those ass holes?” His gaze was on the floor, but I turned his head so he was looking at me. “What’s wrong Duff?” He rolled his eyes and groaned. “Isn’t it obvious?” I tried to think of every reason why he might be upset, but I came up with nothing. “Um..no? I’m sorry. It isn’t your birthday is it? No it’s not February.” “Y/N it killed me watching those guys do that to you.” I couldn’t believe what I heard. Why would he care? There's no way he likes me. I had liked him for longer than I could remember. “Wh-what? Why? It’s not like you-” “I like you Y/N!” His voice was louder, but he didn’t yell. “I know you’ll never like me that’s why I was in here crying like a fucking ten year old.” He mumbled. “I like you too Duff. For the longest time.” He looked at me and smiled, “Really?” I rolled my eyes playfully, “Yes.”

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Axl’s POV:

I was sitting on the couch with Slash, listening to Izzy and Steven argue about what instrument was the best. “Where the fuck did Y/N and Duff go? I wanna find out who gets the twenty dollars you bet.” Slash looked at me and smirked. “Didn’t you hear her? I definitely won.” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah alright whatever you say. I’m going to find her.” He nodded and I got up to go look for her. I checked the kitchen, but she wasn’t there. I did find something though. Y/N’s shirt. What the fuck? I walked back into the living room with Y/N’s shirt hanging on my pointer finger. “Why the hell was this in the kitchen?” The guys looked at me and furrowed their eyebrows. “Uhm...I don’t know.” Steven said quietly. “You don’t think Duff and Y/N…” Izzy trailed off. “Let’s go find out.” All three of the guys followed me up the stairs. As we got closer to the bedroom door we heard moaning. There were also pieces of clothing leading to the door. “Okay yeah time to turn around.” Steven tried walking away but Slash kept him with us. I slowly turned the door knob and inched the door open. On the bed were Duff and Y/N...having sex. I looked back at the boys and smirked. “Axl don’t” Izzy whisper-yelled. “Don’t what?” I whispered back. “Don’t do what I know you’re about to do.” I shrugged and turned my head away from him. “Enjoying yourselves?” I said quite loudly. Duff got off of Y/N and covered them with a blanket. Y/N’s face went completely red and her eyes were wide. “What the fuck Axl?!” Duff yelled. Slash pushed open the door a little more and looked at Y/N. “Forget something?” He asked jokingly as he held up Y/N’s bra. She covered her face with the covers and Slash laughed. I started walking out the door before turning around and looking at Duff. “By the way Duff, you win the twenty bucks. I could hear her from all the way downstairs!”

hEy. So I know I haven’t posted in a while...heh sorry. I will try to post more frequently!! As always have a great day/night and remember YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! <3 :)

Handcuffed (Izzy Stradlin)

(Picture not mine, found on pinterest. *credit to owner*)

Handcuffed

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 1,225

Y/N’s POV:

I was sitting on my bed watching tv when I heard the door to the living room open. “Iz?” I yelled as I turned off the tv. Within a few seconds Izzy was walking into our bedroom. “Hey babe.” Izzy smiled at me and sat on the bed. He sat a small white plastic bag on the bed in between us, I looked up at him and raised my eyebrows. “What’s that?” I motioned towards the bag and Izzy’s lips turned into a smirk. “So I really wanted to try something, but we don’t have to if you're not comfortable with it.” He looked at me with a look of seriousness as he sat his hand on my knee. A look of confusion washed over my face as I began to speak, “Okay,” I dragged out the word with uncertainty. “what is it?” Izzy removed his hand from my knee and began rummaging through the bag. He tossed a box of condoms onto the bed beside him as he continued searching the bag. So it was that kind of something. I waited with anticipation as he looked for the item. After a few more seconds of Izzy shuffling the items in the bag he pulled out black, fuzzy handcuffs. Oh my god. My heartbeat felt like it was beating the fastest it’s ever been. Izzy looked up at me and then back down at the cuffs in his hands. “Um so I guess I never asked you but..how do you feel about bondage?” I cleared my throat and tried to seem normal as I spoke. “Um well…” I tried to form a sentence in my head, I was extremely caught off guard. “Well I’ve never tried it before but….I’m willing to try it.” Izzy’s face lit up and I smiled at him. Izzy leaned forward and hugged me tightly before he began leaving kisses on my neck. Damn he was quick. I laughed to myself as I laid back on the bed. Izzy never broke the connection of his lips to my neck as we changed our position. He was wearing a button up shirt that, quite frankly, didn’t have many of the buttons done. I slid my hand down his bare chest until I reached the few buttons that he had done. Slowly I began unbuttoning his shirt before it was completely undone. Izzy moved his arms so that I could slide it completely off of him. Once the shirt was off I tossed it onto the floor next to us. Izzy looked me in the eyes and smiled seductively. God how I loved that smile. Izzy’s hands made their way under my shirt as he rubbed circles into my skin with his thumbs. “You ready princess?” He whispered in a low tone. I swallowed nervously and shook my head. Izzy chuckled lowly and climbed off of the bed. The bag was now sitting on the carpeted floor. Izzy grabbed the handcuffs and made his way to me. His eyes were dark and full of lust as he helped me remove my shirt. His soft fingertips trailed over my arms until he reached my wrists. He lifted my arms above my head as he attached my hands to the headboard with the cuffs. As he was backing away from me he stopped to whisper in my ear, “I want you to tell me if at any point you're uncomfortable okay?” I smiled at him “Yes Izzy I know.” “Good.” I watched as Izzy crawled in between my legs. An excitement was building inside of me at the sight. Izzy began leaving small kisses on my thighs. I was wearing an old pair of gym shorts that I usually slept in. Izzy tugged at the elastic waistband, pulling the shorts away from my hips. He then slid them down my legs and threw them so they joined his shirt on the floor. He placed a few soft kisses on top of my panties, he then took hold of my underwear as he slid them down my legs torturingly slow. To my surprise, Izzy crawls up to me so we are face to face. I watch as he dips his hand lower and begins rubbing my wet slit. “You’re so fucking wet.” Wanting to create more friction, I bucked my hips. “You like that babygirl?” He knew very well that I liked it, he just wanted to hear me say it. “Yes...God yes Izzy don’t stop.” I breathlessly moan. A light chuckle leaves his lips as he stops. Fucking hell. Izzy left a trail of kisses down my body as he inched closer to the place I needed him most. He teasingly sucked at the skin on my thigh, leaving a few marks. “Izzy please.” I quietly pleaded. “Eager are we?” Izzy smirked devilishly as he peered at me

through his lashes. I rolled my eyes and threw my head onto my pillow. Then I felt Izzy kiss my clit. I lifted my head off the pillow to see Izzy lick my clit before sucking it. “I-Izzy” I moaned as his tongue worked wonders on my pussy. His tongue ran a long stripe up my slit before inserting it inside me. “Fuck” I moaned loudly. The pleasure I was experiencing was overwhelming. “I-I’m so close” I moaned breathlessly. Izzy nipped at my clit lightly but soon soothed the pain with his tongue. I felt a feeling of euphoria wash over me as he made me cum with a loud moan. Izzy smirks and moves to kiss me on the lips, and I could taste myself on his lips. He broke the kiss and began kissing down my jaw until he reached my neck. I moaned lightly when he sucked at my sweet spot. He made his way off the bed and fumbled with his belt. I watched as he slid his jeans and underwear off of his legs and let them pool at his feet before stepping out of them. He made his way back to me and straddled my lap. He pressed his tip to my entrance and rubbed it up and down a few times. He slowly slid in. I moaned and closed my eyes. “You’re so fucking tight.” He groaned. My moans got louder as he picked up his pace. Izzy reaches down and begins rubbing my clit. The room was now filled with the sound of me moaning Izzy’s name repeatedly. I felt my walls clench around Izzy and I could tell he was on the edge. “Fucking cum for me Izzy.” His face contorted in pleasure as his warm cum spilled into me. He slowed his pace, allowing us to ride out our orgasms. Izzy pulled out and crawled up to me. He carefully removed my wrists from the handcuffs and took my hands in his. “Are you okay baby? I didn’t hurt you did I? You would have told me if I did?” I smiled at his concern. “I’m alright baby.” Izzy placed soft, sweet kisses to my wrists before laying down behind me. He snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. “I love you so much Y/N.” Izzy mumbled as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. “I love you more.” I whispered before closing my eyes and sighing in contentment.

Hello! Thanks for reading this imagine. I just wanted to say really quickly that I know I had kind of been going in order of who I do imagines for, if that makes sense. (For example after I would do a Duff one I would always do a Slash one) Just wanted to tell y’all that I’m not gonna be doing that anymore. I don’t know if any of you noticed or cared, but I thought I’d just mention it. This imagine was probably the most I talked about smut so I hope you like it! Have a good day/night! :)

The Party (Duff McKagan)

The Party

Duff McKagan x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content, alcohol use, mentions of drug use, bullying

Word Count: 2,147 (this is longer than most lol)

Requested by: @mckaganjams

“Hey can i request an x reader with duff during a truth or dare game? And the reader is super bold and maybe some smut included if you want ;))”

I tried my best! Hope you like it!! :)

Y/N’s POV:

“No Slash really I don’t want to.” “Oh come on Y/N! It will be fun I promise. You never come to parties, come on.” I rolled my eyes at the guitarist. There was a party being held at Steven’s house tonight and Slash had been begging me to come. As much as I loved hanging out with the boys I hated going to parties. They were always filled with drugs, sex, and alcohol. I guess that was to be expected though. “You know I hate going to those parties!” Slash looked at me and his shoulders dropped. “Please Y/N?” I tried to pry my gaze away from his pleading eyes, but I couldn’t. “Fine.” I was startled when Slash suddenly hugged me. “Thank you.” I squirmed out of his embrace. “You’re welcome, you weirdo.” Slash smiled at me and began walking away. “You better get ready!” He yelled as his feet carried him further into the distance. I huffed. I was standing outside of my small house on the porch. It was already eight o’clock and I was just getting ready to relax when Slash came knocking on my door. If I’m being honest I’m not very social. Social gatherings are usually hard for me unless I have alcohol in my system. Then I can usually relax a little and talk to people. I walked into my bedroom and opened my light brown closet doors. “Back of the closet.” I mumbled as I began searching for an outfit. All of my ‘nicer’ clothes were in the back since I didn’t wear them often. I picked up a black skirt and studied it. It had been forever since I wore that skirt. Oh well. I threw the skirt onto my bed and began searching for a shirt. I wanted my outfit to be plain and simple. I found a white cropped tank top and shrugged. It will work. I walked over to my bed and began putting on the outfit. I turned to look in the mirror. Did this skirt get smaller or did I get taller? Either way the skirt was shorter than I had remembered. Whatever. I walked into my living room and grabbed my purse. I didn’t worry much about makeup tonight. I didn’t wanna go so why should I worry about impressing these people? Then I heard the phone ring. “Hello?” “Hey Y/N, we’re gonna head over to your house now okay?” It was Axl’s voice on the other end. “We?” I questioned. “Yeah me and the guys are picking you up for the party. Alright see you in a few.” He hung up the phone and I took a seat on my couch as I waited for them to arrive.

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A yawn escaped my lips as I heard honking of a car outside. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. I opened the door to the backseat to see Duff. I sat in the seat beside him and shut my door. “Where’s Stevie?” Axl was sitting in the passenger’s seat and looked back at me. “Uhm..his house. Ya know where the party is?” He talked to me like I was in preschool. “Right. Thanks.” The ride to Steven’s house was silent, but it wasn’t awkward. It was a nice silence. We pulled into the driveway and I could have sworn there was a rampage. No, it wasn’t a rampage, it was a herd of women. They were all trying desperately to get within feet of Axl and I could already tell this had been a mistake. I tried to stay close to Slash and Duff but soon they were taken away by women as well. I walked into Steven’s house and found the kitchen. There were many different types of alcohol on the counter, but I settled for a beer. I walked into the living room and sat in the corner on a chair. I watched as people had the time of their lives. I really didn’t understand why people found this all enjoyable. The next day they would just be throwing up with no memory of what happened. My thoughts were interrupted by a figure that stood in front of me. I looked up to meet the strangers eyes and realized it was no stranger at all, it was Slash. “Y/N I can tell you're not enjoying yourself.” “It’s fine Slash.” “No no no I want you to enjoy yourself. Come on, let's see what kind of game we can get you involved in.” Game? Where was I? A middle school birthday party? That’s when I realized what kind of game he was talking about. “No Slash I don’t think that’s-” I was caught off guard when Slash grabbed my wrist and began pulling me into a room with many people. In the center of the carpeted floor sat a few people in a circle. Slash gestured towards them with his hand. “Well,” He looked at me, “take a seat.” I rolled my eyes but nonetheless followed his orders. I took a seat next to Duff who was also sitting in the circle. I looked around and saw that the only people in the circle were Axl, Slash, Steven, and random women. Great. Axl and Slash were being hung on by several women and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. “Alright uh let’s start the game.” Steven was the first to speak. “Alright I’ll start.” A lady with long wavy brown hair said. “Um ok Axl truth or dare?” She bit her lip and twirled her hair and I felt as if I would puke. The amount of similarities between her and a Malibu Barbie were giving me a headache. I just wanted to leave. After a few rounds of truth or dare, basically just women daring Axl, Slash, and even Steven to do sexual things with them, I was ready to go. They had dared Duff a couple times but he said he wasn’t into that kinda thing. Surprising. I stood up to leave when I heard Steven calling my name. “Y/N where are you going?” I turned around. Before I could say anything Slash was already speaking up. “Why don’t we ask Y/N?” He wasn’t directly asking anyone but a lady with blonde hair and blue eyes, the classic duo, spoke up. “She would probably just be lame and choose truth.” Something about the look she gave me made my blood boil. “Don’t make assumptions, blondie.” The lady cocked her head at me and gave me the rudest expression she could. “Fine. Truth or dare?” I took my seat next to Duff again and smirked wickedly. “Dare.” The lady rolled her eyes and looked at her friend sitting beside her. They began whispering and I could feel my palms begin to get sweaty. No backing down now. The ladies turned their heads towards me once again. “I dare you to make Duff hard.” My eyes must have widened slightly but I kept my composure. I was about to respond but a brown eyed girl that was sitting next to Steven caught my attention. “She would never do that. She’s just an innocent little girl. Plus, Duff wouldn’t want to anyways,” She motioned her hands towards the blonde bassist, “he has been turning all three of us down the entire night. Why would he want someone like her?” Now she was looking at the other two girls. All three of them

were laughing. “Okay that’s enough.” I looked over to see Axl standing up. “All three of you, out!” He pointed at the door as he shouted at the girls. The panicked expression on the girl’s faces were priceless as they scurried out the door. Axl walked out the door and as it shut I could hear him yelling at everyone to get out. Steven waved for Slash to follow him and they both walked out of the room as well. Well that was interesting. I looked at Duff and smiled. Duff looked at me, “Listen you don’t have to-” I cut him off, “No a dare is a dare. I’m doing it.” Duff’s eyes went wide and his lips soon formed a smirk. “I’d like to see you try.” I moved so that I was straddling him, “I’m not going to have to try very hard I don’t think.” Duff bit his lip and I could feel my heart starting to beat a bit rapidly. I had liked Duff for the longest time and being in the situation I was in at the moment made me nervous. As nervous and anxious as I felt inside I didn’t wanna let him know it so I acted confident. Confidence was key. Right? I leaned in so my lips were by his ear and bit his earlobe softly. “This is gonna be a walk in the park.” I whispered in his ear as I began kissing down his neck. I pulled away and looked him in the eyes as I let my hand graze over his chest. I slowly rocked my hips a tiny bit, giving just enough friction to drive both him and I insane. I kept eye contact with him the entire time. I reached my hand towards my shoulder and with a flicking motion moved the strap of my tank top so that it fell off of my shoulder. My bra strap was now exposed and I looked back at the slightly blushing Duff. “Oops.” I said even though it was clearly not an accident. Since I was straddling him I could feel that a bulge was growing in his pants. I smirked at Duff and got off of him. I sat beside him again and laughed quietly. “Dare complete.” Duff couldn’t tell, but there was a hint of disappointment in my voice. Just when I thought Duff would speak he did something completely different. He grabbed my arm and started pulling me out of the room with him. We walked through the living room and passed the boys. “Hey Duff. What are you guys-” Slash’s voice was cut off by the sound of a door slamming. Duff had taken me to the bathroom? Why? I had no clue. “Why are we in the bathroom? It smells disgusting in here and-” I was caught off guard when Duff pressed his lips to mine in a passionate kiss. When we pulled away from each other I looked at him with a confused expression. “What was..why did you..huh?” Duff smiled at me, “You did this,” he pointed to his pants, “now you’re gonna fix it.” My heart was beating louder than a drum, I was sure Duff could hear it. “I- Duff.” He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and speaking. “I’m sorry Y/N. I..I thought you felt the same um you don’t have to.” He looked down. I smirked. “No, no I want to.” Duff looked up and smirked. Just like that he was pulling down his pants. Alright. Here goes nothing. I shuffled a bit before sinking to my knees. Duff looked down at me and smirked. I slowly pulled down his boxers to reveal his rock hard cock leaking pre cum. I let my tongue run along his shaft until I was met with the tip of his cock. I took all that I could into my mouth. I formed a steady pace as the room filled with Duff’s moans. “Fucking hell” he hissed. I looked up through my eyelashes to see Duff with his head thrown back. His teeth were tugging at the skin of his bottom lip and his eyes were closed. He tangled his hands in my hair and pulled me closer. “Damn it” he grunted. Now almost all of his cock was in my mouth and I felt the slightest bit nauseated. I stayed in that position for a short period of time before he slowly removed his cock from my mouth. My tongue licked the velvety skin of his dick and I felt a warm liquid come out of it. The sticky liquid slid down my throat and I rose to my feet. I heard a knock on the door and Duff instantly started pulling his boxers and pants up. “I gotta go to the bathroom guys come on!” Steven yelled. I laughed a little and

opened the door. Duff and I walked into the living room and received odd looks from Slash and Axl. “Fucking hell.” Axl fake moaned. Duff flipped him off. “Well Y/N. Are you glad you came to the party?” I could tell Slash’s question was a joke, but I didn’t care. “It was great.” I said as I sat on the couch. Slash laughed, “Yeah I bet.”

Hello! Thank you for reading this imagine! I hope you liked it. Have a good day and remember you are beautiful! :) <3

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎- 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 {𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬}

(𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫? (𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐘/𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥) (𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) *𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝*)

~part one~ ~part two~

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

The rest of the time I spent at Izzy’s place was mostly filled with talk about the party. The boys seemed to be amused by the fact that I was gonna try to flirt with Slash. I couldn’t blame them honestly. The last time I tried flirting with someone it ended with Axl having a bloody nose. Long story. But that was years ago, and the boys didn’t know that I had done my fair share of things with guys. I never liked talking to Axl or the other boys about guys because of how overprotective they were. Especially Axl. He acted like he was my older brother or something. Every time I talked to a guy in front of him he would step in and tell them to get lost. I hated it, but I dealt with it. Once I had a boyfriend and it went fine until Axl found out. He interrogated the guy so much that he ended up breaking up with me. He said he ‘couldn’t deal with my controlling brother’. After that I decided I wouldn’t tell the boys about any of my relationships. It sucked because I couldn’t go to parties and talk to guys, let alone flirt with them. That’s when my friend Y/F/N started taking me to their parties. I had a friend that lived at a different school not too far away, so every time they would have a party, I went with them. Let’s just say I had two different reputations. To my school, neighborhood, and friends, I was the ‘Teacher’s pet’ that never did anything wrong. To Y/F/N’s school, and neighborhood, I was the girl that had a new boyfriend almost every night. Rumors spread about me that I was the ‘biggest tease’ of the neighborhood. I wasn’t proud of it, but it kinda just happened. In other words, I know what I’m doing when it comes to flirting. Once I heard a guy talking to his friend about me at a party. His exact words were, “Y/N is the biggest tease ever bro. She’ll make a guy rock hard and then leave him hanging.” I giggled thinking about the memory. As much as I didn’t love my reputation in Y/F/N’s town it was kind of nice to be known for something. Even though that’s not exactly what I would like to be known for. When I got home from Izzy’s place I immediately called Axl on the phone. “Hello?” “Hey Ax. I was just wondering...how am I supposed to sneak out to this party?” I did go to parties quite often, but I never had to sneak out. I would always tell my parents I was spending the night at Y/F/N’s place and they would let me go. “Alright so basically all you're gonna do is tell your parents you're coming to my house.” I rolled my eyes. “Axl they would never let me go to your house at night. You know that.” Axl sighed. “Why though? We’ve been friends for years. Do they not trust me or something?” “Axl can we not talk about that right now? Just help me think of how I’m gonna sneak out.” I twirled the coils of the telephone wire around my finger as I thought of a plan. “What about this..” I stopped twirling the cord and listened to Axl. “You lock your bedroom door every night right?” “Yeah” “Okay so basically what we will do is you’ll lock your bedroom door and then climb out your window once your parents are asleep.” It wasn’t like climbing out the window was a big deal, my bedroom was on the first floor. “But what about getting to the party?” “We’ll pick you up. We can park down the street a little bit so the lights don’t bother your mom and then we’ll pick you up. Is that alright?” I took a moment to consider the information. “Alright. Yeah that works. Thanks Ax. I gotta go now but I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Alright bye Y/N.” I put the phone down and laid on my bed. Now that that’s figured out. What am I gonna wear? I turned my head to look at my closet. If I was gonna get Slash’s attention I would have to wear something special. Even though I didn’t talk to Slash much I knew that he was the kind of guy that would never let a woman be the tease. I saw how he acted around other girls and almost the moment he realized they were trying to tease him he would move on to another. I didn’t know why. Maybe he didn’t like that he was ‘vulnerable’. Basically, if I wanted him to come to me then I needed to try a little harder than

usual. I was not about to beg him to be my partner. He would have to beg me. That’s just the way I was. I guess I was stubborn. Or selfish. I really didn’t know. I looked through my closet at the different clothes I would wear to parties. Most of them were things I bought when I was with Y/F/N. My mother would never let me buy the kinds of clothes I wore to parties. I didn’t understand why. Most of it was just crop tops and short skirts. I looked through my small collection of tops and skirts before deciding on the outfit I wanted. It was a small black tank top and over that was a long sleeve mesh shirt. I decided to pair it with a light tan mini skirt. I usually didn’t wear things like that. Usually I just wore a crop top with jean shorts, but this was different. I sat my clothing on my desk and got ready for bed. Tomorrow was going to be the day of the party. I felt slightly nervous, but also extremely excited. If what people in Y/F/N’s town said was true, this wouldn’t be too hard. Would it?

𝙷𝚎𝚢! 𝚂𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢! :)

The Phone Call (Duff McKagan)

The Phone Call

Duff McKagan x Reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,500+

Duff’s POV:

I stared at the ceiling as I listened to one of my favorite KISS records. Today was my day off, but Y/N had work almost all day. Y/N. The exact representation of perfect. She had everything anyone could ever want. A perfect smile, perfect eyes, perfect laugh, perfect everything. Y/N and I had only been dating three and a half months, but I knew I was in love. She didn’t know that. Neither of us had said I love you yet. I want to tell her, I guess I’m just nervous. It wasn’t that I doubted my love for her. I knew I loved her.

The feelings I had for her were like none I’ve had before. They were much stronger. Y/N made me realize what love is. I was nervous because of her reaction. What if she thinks I’m going too fast? I didn’t wanna tell her yet. Soon, but not yet. I sat up on my bed and rubbed my eyes. What time is it? I looked at my clock to see it was already 6:30 PM. I decided I would grab some dinner. Then an idea sparked in my head. Go to the diner Y/N works at for dinner. With that thought in my head I smiled and grabbed my jacket. I headed out the door excited that I would be seeing Y/N.

*time skip*

I opened the door to the diner. The small, gold bell that was attached to the top of the door chimed, and I walked to a small table in the back corner near the window. One of the girls that Y/N was waitressing with walked over to me and handed me a menu, without seeing who I was. “Hello my name is-” She stopped speaking when she looked up and saw me. “Duff! I’ll tell Y/N to cover your table.” She smiled and began walking away. “Wait!” I whisper-yelled. She turned around and looked at me with a questioning expression. “Don’t tell her I’m here though ok? I want it to be a surprise.” She laughed slightly and nodded her head before continuing to walk into the kitchen. I looked over the menu for a few minutes before I saw Y/N come out of the kitchen. I covered my face with the menu so she couldn’t see who I was. “Hello I’m Y/N and I will be your server today. Can I get you anything?” I found her annoyed voice amusing. I slowly put the menu down and her frown slowly turned into a smile. “You could start by having a good attitude.” She rolled her eyes, “You sound exactly like my mom.” She gave me a small hug before sitting down across from me. “What are you doing here?” I chuckled quietly. “Well...I was kinda just getting dinner, then I decided to come see you.” I sat my elbow on the table and rested my chin on my hand. “Oh well then I will take your order Mr?” I shook my head and smiled. “McKagan. Mr. Duff McKagan.” Y/N raised her eyebrows. “Duff huh? Well that is the weirdest name I have ever heard.” “You’re not getting a tip.” I said jokingly. Y/N and I continued to joke the entire time I was at the diner. Eventually my meal was finished and I had no excuse to stay except for Y/N. I tried procrastinating, but Y/N saw through it. “Duff I would love for you to stay, but the boss has told me a few times I need to pay more attention to work.” I sighed, “Alright. When does your shift end?” Y/N turned her head to look at the clock. “Half an hour. You can wait for me at my apartment if you want? We can just hang out when I’m done?” I smiled and hugged her. “That sounds amazing. Alright I’m gonna go over there. Love you” “Love you too.” With that I headed for Y/N’s apartment. It didn’t take me long to get there since she lived close to the diner she worked at. I kicked my boots off at the door and got beer out of the fridge. I checked to see if anything was on the television, but I eventually settled for MTV. After a few minutes of paying more attention to the window than the TV, I got bored. I walked into Y/N’s bedroom where her phone was and closed the door behind me. I picked it up and dialed Axl’s number. I fidgeted with the phone cord as I waited for him to pick up. “Hello?” “Hey Ax. What’s up?” I sat down on Y/N’s bed. “Not much Duff. Why’d you call? Do you need something?” I huffed at his question. “Can’t I call you to just talk?” “Yeah Duff sorry. Anyways how’s Y/N?” It felt like my heart literally fluttered from hearing her name. “Oh she’s great.” I said a little too enthusiastically. “Alright go ahead. Tell me.” I raised my eyebrows, “Tell you what?” Axl laughed on the other end. “Tell me how much you like her and all that sappy shit.” Now I laughed. “Alright. Well to start off she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.” “Uh huh” Axl’s voice sounded annoyed, but I didn’t care. “She just..I don’t fucking know Axl. She’s just different ya know? Like I wanna be with her all the time. She’s perfect. She has literally no flaws.” Axl scoffed. “Duff come on man we both know everyone has-” “Not her Ax.” I cut him off. “Yeah alright Duff, well good for you buddy. I’m gonna go.” “Axl no wait I..” my eyes darted around the floor. I needed to tell someone this. “You what man?” “I think..no..I know I’m in love with Y/N man.” I couldn’t see Axl but I knew he had a surprised expression on his face. In all the years I had been friends with Axl not once has he heard me tell a girl I love her. I know it sounds stupid, but I just never felt like I was ready. I never felt like I found the one. “Wow uh...well..that’s amazing Duff. Good

for you buddy. Listen, I hate to end this conversation but I have some things to get to.” I smirked, “You mean some women to get to?” “Fuck off.” Axl hung up. I laughed to myself as I laid back on Y/N’s bed.

Y/N’s POV:

“Goodnight guys!” I yelled as I walked out the door of the diner. Duff had left a while ago and I looked forward to coming home and seeing him. God I love that man. It was true that I loved him. I didn’t know how to tell him though. I got into my car and sat my purse in the passenger’s seat. The street lights illuminated the road as I drove to my apartment. When I opened the door I saw Duff’s boots sitting there. Aww. Why did I just aw at boots? I shrugged my shoulders and proceeded to say, “Baby I’m home!” I didn’t get a response so I came to the conclusion he couldn’t hear me. I took off my heels and walked over to my bedroom. I could hear talking inside, but the door was shut. Who is he talking to? I made sure I was quiet as I opened my bedroom door just enough for me to lean on the door frame. I watched as Duff sat on my phone talking to who I assumed to be one of the boys. “Axl no wait I..” I listened attentively to Duff’s words. “I think..no..I know I’m in love with Y/N man.” I felt my heartbeat quicken and the largest, goofiest, smile appeared on my lips. I was so caught up in thinking about what Duff had said that I didn’t notice he had gotten off the phone. Now he was laying on my bed staring at the ceiling. “Duff baby?” Duff’s head shot up and he looked at me. “Y/N! Oh uh you’re home already? Uh...how long have you been standing there?” The clear embarrassment on his face made me laugh slightly. “Long enough to hear you tell Axl you love me.” I looked down, “Is that true?” I now felt Duff’s arms wrap around me as he used his pointer finger to tilt my head upwards. “Yes. I didn’t want you to find out like this but...I do. I love you.” I looked into his eyes and instantly melted. “I love you too Duff.” I gave him a kiss on the lips. “Well, do you wanna watch a movie or something?” he said. I walked over to my bed and sat down. “Why I would love to Mr. Duff McKagan.” I said, trying to impersonate him. Duff rolled his eyes as he laughed. “That’s not gonna be a recurring nickname is it?” I nodded my head, “Oh most definitely.”

Hello! I hope you enjoyed this imagine! Thank you for reading! Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :) <3

I Had The Right To Do That (Izzy Stradlin)

I Had The Right To Do That

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 1,134

Y/N’s POV:

I watched as the man in front of me took another swig of his beer. I hadn’t come to this party to find someone, but I guess that’s how it worked. One night stands weren’t my thing. If you knew me, you knew that. The guys are the ones that dragged me to this party in the first place, even though I didn’t want to go.

I always ended up alone at these things, but this time was different. This time I was talking to a man and he was actually a lot nicer than most. He didn’t act like he wanted to just get into my pants and leave. He acted genuinely interested in what I had to say and I couldn’t help but be impressed. “Well I’m gonna use the bathroom. I’ll be right back okay?” I smiled at the man and nodded my head. He then headed for the restroom. I stared off into the distance and thought of the man, then I felt someone sit next to me. I turned to see who it was and to my surprise, it was Izzy. “Hey Iz. What are you doing?” I looked over at Izzy to see an angered look on his face. His expression soon turned to a wolfish one though as he looked behind me. I turned my gaze behind me as well to see what he was looking at. That’s when I saw Chad, the man I was talking to, walking towards us. “Hi,” He waved shyly at Izzy. “Uh Y/N who is this?” Chad had a smile on his face, but I could tell he was at least slightly upset. “Hi. I’m her boyfriend.” Wide-eyed, I looked at Izzy. What the fuck did he just say he is?! My boyfriend? “What the fuck Y/N? Why did you tell me you’re single?!” Chad was now very visibly upset with me and I was very very upset with Izzy. “Chad, listen this isn’t-” “She felt bad for you.” I gave Izzy a death stare and ran out of the home. Once I was outside I began walking down the sidewalk. Where am I gonna go? It’s three in the morning. I can’t walk home alone. I stopped walking and decided the sidewalk would be a good place to sit. I was hugging my knees and my face was buried in my hands. I was so mad at Izzy. He was the only one I could go to, to talk about relationships and guys. Izzy knew how badly I wanted a relationship, and he knew that was my chance of getting one. My anger only built inside of me as I thought about what had happened a few minutes ago. “Y/N?” I lifted my head to see none other than Izzy Stradlin, standing there in his black skinny jeans. “What the fuck do you want asshole?” Izzy could tell I was being serious. He scratched the back of his neck and walked a bit closer to me. “Um...I had the right to do that.” I stood up immediately and walked towards Izzy. His eyes widened slightly but he stayed still. I pointed my finger at him as I spoke, “Listen to me Stradlin. You had no right to do that!” Izzy’s eyes were downcast as he spoke, “I was just being a good friend.” At this point my blood was boiling “A good friend?! Really Izzy? How many times have I told you I wanted a relationship? How many times? Do you realize I just had a chance and you took that from me?!” Izzy looked me right in my eyes. “Listen Y/N I was just trying to be a good friend. You always told me you never wanted to lose our friendship, and if you got a boyfriend we definitely wouldn’t be as close.” Did he seriously think like that? He isn’t dumb. He knows that’s not why. “Oh I see. You didn’t do it because you were trying to be a good friend. You did it because you're selfish!” I was yelling at him now and I’m sure people could probably hear us. “I’m sorry I don’t wanna lose you! I love you okay?! Seeing you with some guy would kill me Y/N. I wish you understood that.” I looked at him completely taken by surprise. He loves me? I pulled Izzy into a hug and whispered, “I love you too Izzy.” He kissed the top of my head and then he broke the embrace. I was disappointed, but then he took my hand. “Where are you taking me?” Izzy looked back at me with a sly smile on his face. That’s when I realized he was opening the door to his car’s backseat. Before I could protest Izzy brought me into the backseat with him. His lips attached to mine in a passionate kiss. He began to kiss down my neck. His kisses were intoxicating. I soon realized that I was under him. I was under Izzy fucking Stradlin. The fame Izzy had didn’t really faze me. I had been best friends with the guitarist since the band's early days. Even though I always had a close bond with Izzy, I never thought he saw me as more than a friend. In other words, I never thought this

day would come. His hot breath fanned over my neck as he spoke quietly, “I’ve been waiting so long for this.” He nibbled on my earlobe before continuing to leave hickeys on my neck. He stood on his knees and began to undress himself. I could feel the wetness begin to pool between my thighs. Slowly, I began undressing myself as well. I discarded my shirt, bra, and pants. I was about to abandon my soaked panties, but Izzy got to it first. I could feel him position his cock to come inside me. I shivered slightly. A cry of pleasure escaped my lips as Izzy gently slid his hard cock inside of me. Izzy groaned as he began thrusting in and out of me. “You’re so fucking wet, and tight.” Izzy whispered into my ear. Izzy’s car was filled with the lewd sound of me moaning his name as a feeling of euphoria washed over me. “Fuck...Shit Izzy.” I screamed. “Shit Y/N...I’m gonna cum.” I couldn’t form a coherent sentence, so I just nodded my head. I felt Izzy’s warm, sticky cum shoot into me as he groaned lowly. I didn’t mind, I was on birth control pills. Izzy’s body fell on top of mine as we tried to steady our breathing. “You’re amazing Y/N. I love you so fucking much.” Izzy buried his face in the crook of my neck. “I love you too Izzy.”

Hi! Thanks for reading this imagine! I’m not the best at smut...so hopefully this is ok lol. Have a good day/night! Remember you are beautiful! :)

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎 - 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 {𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬} *𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓*

𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫? (𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐘/𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥) (𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) *𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝*

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖓𝖊

𝐈𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥..𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖔

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘/𝐍 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐀𝐱𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

𝐘/𝐍’𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐭…𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤? 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐘/𝐍 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤.

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎- 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 {𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬}

(𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫? (𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐘/𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥) (𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) *𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝*)

~part one~

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖔

I tried talking to Slash after class, but he just ignored me. This is already a pain in the ass. As much as I tried to pay attention to the rest of my classes I couldn’t get Slash out of my mind. I have to work with him for the next two weeks. Finally, I decided that I would talk to him at lunch. He usually sits with me and the boys so I should be able to talk to him about it. Just as I thought, he sat with us at lunch. “So um Slash?” All of the boys looked at me partially surprised, partially confused. As I said I never talk to Slash. He liked it that way. Sadly. He rolled his eyes and sighed, “Yes?” The annoyance in his voice was very apparent. “When do you wanna um work on the science project?” Slash looked up at me, smiled, and started laughing evily. I felt stupid. Why is he laughing at me? “You really think I’m working on that thing with you? I’d rather die.” Then Duff slapped him in the back of the head. “What the fuck?” He whisper-yelled. Slash turned his gaze back to me. “Listen Y/N, you’re doing this. Alone. Without me.” I looked down and started messing with the hem of my shirt. I was embarrassed to say the least. “Yeah uh..alright.” That’s when Slash stood up and walked to another table. I felt like crying for some reason. He would rather die than spend time with me. Wow. I looked up to see a very annoyed Axl staring at me. “Why did you do that?” My eyes must have gone wide at his comment. “Me? What did I do? You heard what he sa-” Axl cut me off, “You can’t just let him boss you around like that. Are you doing anything after school?” I looked down, “No.” “Okay. Meet me outside by the big tree at door 5.” I nodded my head in approval, and that’s when the bell rang. The rest of the day didn’t go that great. I went to the bathroom for half an hour in one class, just to cry. Why am I crying? What kind of person sits in a bathroom stall and cries for half an hour? The only logical reason I could come up with was Slash and what he said. I liked Slash from the first day I met him, but he didn’t feel the same. The only person that knew about it was Axl. Axl was the person I could go to in the middle of the night when I was feeling bad about something. I couldn’t lie, it was usually Saul I was crying about. I would complain that I didn’t understand why he hated me or that I just wish he liked me more. Axl always calmed me down and told me everything would be okay. He was an amazing friend. I did as Axl said after school and met him at the tree by door 5. He was sitting there waiting for me. When I made my way over to the tree Axl stood up and walked towards me. “So you’re partners with Slash huh?” That was fast. “Uh yeah.” He nodded his head slowly. We began walking together even though I didn’t know where we were going. “Listen Ax if you’re trying to help me then that’s very nice of you, but you heard him. He would rather die than work with me.” I felt the sudden gut wrenching feeling of sadness once again. “You really believe that?! Listen Y/N, I know you don’t believe this, but Slash really likes you.” “Yeah yeah whatever Axl.” We stopped walking and sat on a park bench that was nearby. “ Listen I have a plan and trust me, Slash is gonna want to be partners with you after this.” The devious look in his eye was no comfort to me at all. “What the hell are you talking about Ax?” Axl laughed quietly at my curiosity. “There is a party tomorrow night at Duff’s house.” I furrowed my brows, “Duff’s house? What about his parents?” He nodded his head no as he spoke, “They’re gonna be out of the house all week.” My lips formed an ‘oh’ and I nodded my head. “Basically this is what’s gonna happen. You are gonna come to the party,” I put my hand up in an effort to stop him from speaking. “No Axl. You know that I don’t go to parties! My parents would kill me. Plus how am I even supposed to get out of the house? My parents would never let me go.” Axl laughed once again. “Sneak out.” He shrugged his shoulders. He said the words as if it was no big deal. Well it’s probably not a big deal to him. “Well ok but why would I even go?”

Axl smiled at me. “Ok so this is the plan. You come to the party looking like a complete badass. I’m gonna have one of the guys talk to Slash about you. Like tell him all this shit-” I cut Axl off again. “What do you mean by ‘All this shit’?” Axl rolled his eyes, “I don’t know Y/N. Just like saying you look good and shit. Anyways, hopefully Slash will see you and want to talk to you. Then if I know Slash, which I think I do, he will try to go out with you. That’s when you have to be a bitch.” “Excuse me?!” We both began laughing. “No, basically you just play hard to get. Tell him the only way you’re gonna go on a date with him is if he helps you with the project.” I felt weird about the entire thing. “Axl I don’t know. Look at us right now. I mean we are acting like we are fucking ten years old! You can’t just make a stupid plan like that and expect everything to go as planned.” Axl smiled at me, “You have a better idea sweetheart?” I looked at the ground. “No” “Good. Now let’s go see which one of the guys wants to talk about you at the party.” I gasped and lightly punched Axl on the arm, “What the hell Axl?!” He, on the other hand, thought it was hilarious.

[...]

“None of the guys are gonna do it.” I said as we walked into Izzy’s house. “They will.” Axl opened the door to Izzy’s room and we both walked inside. Duff, Izzy, and Steven were all sitting on the floor, conversating about something. I sat next to Duff and watched as Axl began speaking. “Alright guys, which one of you is gonna talk to Slash about how sexy Y/N looks?” All three men looked at Axl blankly before laughing. “What the hell are you talking about?” Izzy was first to speak. “Remember that plan I told y’all about?” My head shot up and I looked at Axl. “You told them the whole plan?!” Axl didn’t answer the question, instead he kept talking. “Well which one of you is gonna talk to Slash? Ya know brag about her?” Duff looked at Axl and smiled. “Why can’t you do it?” Axl glared at Duff. “Cuz I made the plan smart ass.” Izzy and Duff looked at each other at the same time. In unison they both said, “Not me.” Axl looked over at Steven. “Alright Steven you have to tell Slash about how hot Y/N is.” I threw my hands in the air, “Will you stop saying that?” Axl laughed slightly and turned his gaze back to Steven. “I don’t know Axl.” Steven looked at me then back at Axl. My shoulders dropped slightly, “It’s alright Stevie. I don’t need someone to talk good about me to get a guy’s attention.” All the boys looked at me with a surprised look on their faces. “You mean you’re gonna-” I cut Izzy off, “Yes Iz. I’m gonna be a tease” Izzy smiled, “Not what I was gonna say but alright.” I smiled at the boys then turned to Axl. “What time is the party?”

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎- 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 {𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬}

(𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫? (𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐘/𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥) (𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) *𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝*)

~part two~

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖓𝖊

I felt the sun’s warm rays shining on my face as I laid in bed. I felt at peace laying under my cozy blankets. I shuffled slightly to check my alarm clock on my bedside table. 7:30 AM. Shit. I threw the covers off of my body and ran to my bathroom. I only had half an hour to get ready for school. I quickly applied some makeup and contemplated what outfit to wear. Finally, I decided on a Led Zeppelin T-shirt and some jeans. As I walked down the stairs I could hear my mom in the kitchen. “Good morning honey.” She said as she sipped her coffee. “Mornin’” I mumbled and grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge. “Will you be doing anything after school?” She asked. She was now leaning over the kitchen counter, reading the newspaper. “Why?” I took a sip of my water. “Well I was just wondering if you were hanging out with friends or anything.” I nodded my head slowly. “Yeah I’m probably gonna hang out with Axl and the boys.” My mom rolled her eyes and sighed. “What was that for?” I laughed slightly. My parents were very overprotective when it came to boys. I had been friends with Axl and ‘the boys’ since third grade. My mom wasn’t keen on the idea of me being friends with them. Partially, I couldn’t blame her. They were a bit rough around the edges and they didn’t look very kind, but once you get to know them they are complete sweethearts. Well, all except one. Slash. Slash hated me and I really didn’t know why. Axl always told me it’s because he likes me, but I don’t see how that is humanly possible. Slash hates my guts. Those were my real feelings. I coudn’t lie, it hurt me immensly. I had always taken a liking to Slash. Why? Because I’m dumb. Because I always want what I can’t have. I was brought back to reality when my mother cleared her thoat. “Y/N sweety, why are you friends with them? You know you don’t have to be right? They aren’t good for you honey. All they are going to do is lead you down the wrong road in life.” I clenched my jaw and took a deep breath. “I don’t appreciate you saying that about my friends.” I said through my teeth. She threw her hands up in a defensive manner, “I was just saying. You’re gonna be late for school.” She pointed to the clock on our wall. 7:50. I’m definitely late. I rushed out of the kitchen and onto the sidewalk. I didn’t have a car. My family didn’t have enough money to buy me a car. That was okay though. I reached for the silver handle on the school door and pulled. It’s locked damn it. My head dropped in defeat and I began walking around the school. When I got to the office Axl was sitting in a chair next to the principal's room. Just as I was walking out of the office I heard running behind me. I stopped and turned around to see Axl running towards me. Once he was next to me we began walking again. I looked over at him and noticed that his breath was uneven from running. His red hair fell elegantly onto his shoulders. “Principal’s office already this morning? That has to be a new record.” I said sarcastically. Axl rolled his eyes and grinned at me, “Yeah yeah whatever. They caught me smoking outside the building.” I chuckled slightly. “So the usual?” He punched me jokingly on the arm and we continued walking down the hallway. I waved goodbye to Axl as I walked into my first period class. Science. I sat in my desk and waited for Mr. Thompson to tell us what we were doing. “Alright class.” Everyone looked up at Mr. Thompson who was standing at the front of the classroom. It was easy to say he was my favorite teacher. He was always very understanding and kind, and he made class interesting with the science experiments we did. “I have decided that for the next two weeks we will be doing a science experiment.” I perked up my ears when he said it. I absolutely loved science experiments. Something about them just interested me. “I will be giving you guys partners to work with,” Once those words got out of his mouth the entire classroom roared with disapproval. “Yeah I know I know. Y’all wanna choose your own partners,well guess what? It ain’t happenin so suck it up! Now as I was saying

I’m going to give you a partner and I will hand out some papers with requirements for the science project. It’s due Friday of next week. That gives you almost two complete weeks to do this! Alright now partners. When I call your name, come up to my desk and I will tell you who your partner is.” He sat at his desk and began looking through some papers. I felt my palms get sweaty and my heart was beating. I was a very antisocial person. That was to say the least. Other than Axl, Izzy, Duff, Steven and well...yeah that’s it. Other than around them you couldn’t be yourself. You were yourself around Slash, but that was only because he was around when the rest of the boys were. “Y/N!” Mr. Thompson called. I stood up and walked over to his desk. Each step I took seemed to be bringing me closer to some kind of horrible destiny. It’s just for two weeks. I told myself as I reached his desk. Mr. Thompson handed me a small piece of folded up paper. I unfolded it and read the name. I blinked my eyes and read it again. No. No this can’t be happening. “Mr. Thompson?” I whispered. He looked up at me and smiled. “Yes Y/N?” “Could I um..maybe have another person? I wouldn’t ask it’s just-” Mr. Thompson cut me off. “No Y/N. I’m sorry if you don’t get along well or something, but I can’t do that for you. Then I would have to for the rest of the class and that’s not fair.” I nodded my head slowly and walked back to my desk. Why the hell did I have to be partners with Slash? Of all people I could have been partners with, it had to be him?! I glanced over at the curly haired boy and watched as his eyes met with mine. He sent me a rude glare and looked away. I looked down at my lap and sighed. This will be interesting.

It Was Just A Joke (Axl Rose)

It Was Just A Joke

Axl Rose x Reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,502

Y/N’s POV:

I sat there silently crying to myself. What the hell is wrong with me? My back was leaning on the white bathtub behind me. I stood up and looked in the mirror. I felt like crying. The past two weeks have been nothing but misery. I had been throwing up, having extreme headaches, craving weird foods, and worst of all I didn’t get my period. In the beginning I tried to act like everything was fine. Not just around other people, but myself as well. I used to tell myself I was fine, but I knew that wasn’t true. The worry really hit me when I noticed my period was late.

I always got it right on time. That’s it. I stormed out of the bathroom and grabbed my purse. I need to know. I knew the chances of me being pregnant weren’t low, but I just didn’t want to think about it. It’s not that I didn’t want to have children with Axl. Having our own little family was something I wanted more than anything. But what if he didn’t? I remember the one time I asked Axl about children. “I don’t need crazy little kids running around.” Was what he said. I knew Axl better than anyone. Enough to know that was a joke. But what if it wasn’t? I opened the door to the driver’s side of the car. I got in and pulled out of the driveway. On my way to the store my heart was beating extremely fast. I parked the car and began to stare at the store. This is a bad idea. What if he doesn’t want the baby? What if there really is a baby? I tried to push those thoughts to the back of my head as I walked into the store. Pregnancy test. That’s what I focused my attention on. I walked into an aisle and, of course, it wasn’t the aisle I was looking for. “Do you need help finding something ma’am?” I turned to the worker in the middle of the aisle. “I uh..I need a p-pregnancy test.” My eyes darted around the aisle. “Ok hun.” The lady was very nice and led me to the pregnancy tests. “These ones seem to have more accurate results...that’s what I heard.” She smiled and patted me on the shoulder. I thanked her and grabbed the product she recommended. I paid for the test and scurried out of the store. Axl wouldn’t be home until seven tonight. It was currently six thirty. Shit. I need to hurry. I rushed back to my house and ripped the box open. I fumbled with the instructions, but eventually I did the test. I was so stressed I couldn’t even read simple instructions. I sat in my living room waiting for the ever lasting two minutes to be over. I felt like a small kid on a long road trip. “How much longer?” I walked into the bathroom and picked up the test. I felt my knees become weak. I sat on the floor of the bathroom and began to cry. Positive. I am pregnant. How do I tell Axl? What if he doesn’t want the child? I knew one thing. I was going to be in this child’s life, with or without Axl. “Y/N? Where are you babe?” Speak of the devil. “I’ll be out in a minute!” I tried to make it sound as if I wasn’t crying. I hid all of the evidence of the test. The wrappers, the box, and the test itself. I wiped my tears and walked into the living room to greet Axl. “Hey babe I-...were you crying?” God Damn It. “What? Oh no. Just um...allergies.” I smiled at him and he smiled back. “Okay well anyways Izzy said that the boys were gonna hang out over at his place, and I was wondering if we could go too?” Great. I needed alone time with Axl so I could tell him about the baby, but I did need time to figure out how. “Okay. Yeah we can go.” Axl smiled widely at me and hugged me. “Alright grab your jacket let’s go.” He pressed a kiss to the top of my head and began walking towards the front door. Once I grabbed my jacket I followed Axl out to our car. The car ride wasn’t how it usually was. I was usually the one to start conversations and talk for hours, but now? Now I didn’t want to talk. What I really wanted was to go home, lay in bed, and cry. I was so nervous about what Axl would think and that’s all my mind was on at the moment. We pulled into the driveway and I practically ran to the house. Nausea. Throwing up. That’s what I had to do. I walked into Izzy’s house without knocking and ran to the bathroom.

Axl’s POV:

Y/N ran into the house as soon as we got there. Strange. I shrugged it off and walked into the house. All of the guys were looking at me expectantly and I was confused. “What?” I said, making eye contact with Izzy. “Is Y/N okay? She literally just ran to the bathroom without saying hello to any of us.” I looked around at the boys and then thought about the question. She told me she was fine. “I don’t know Iz. I’m sure she’s fine. I mean she told me she was.” I walked over to the couch and sat next to Duff. The boys didn’t really say anything about it anymore until Y/N came out of the bathroom. “Ya alright?” Steven asked. Y/N shook her head and sat down on a chair in the corner of the room. That’s weird. Why didn’t she sit with me? I looked around at the boys, but they thought nothing of it. Maybe I’m just thinking too much. I continued on with the night as usual. I was mostly talking to Duff and Izzy but then I heard a part of Slash and Steven’s conversation. “Yeah kids are so annoying.” I looked over at Slash. “What? What are you guys talking about?” Now Duff and Izzy were interested in the conversation as well. “Well the other day this kid walked up to me and goes Are you in a band? So then I was like yeah and then he went Oh I’m sorry for them.” The room filled with laughter as Slash flipped everyone off. “Kids can be annoying, yeah.” Duff said. “I like kids.” Steven added. I looked at the floor and smirked. “Annoyin’ little bastards” The boys laughed at my comment. Then I saw Y/N stand up. “What the fuck Axl?” Y/N yelled at me. She was obviously upset. “What? W-what’s wrong?” I was thoroughly confused. Why was she acting like this? “You can’t just sit here and call kids bastards and act like it’s nothing!” I could tears building in her eyes. “Y/N calm down he didn’t-” Y/N cut Duff off, “Shut it Duff! Don’t defend him!” A single tear rolled down her cheek and I felt myself crumble. I didn’t know it would bother her so much. She knew I was just joking...right? “Y/N, it was just a joke baby I didn’t mean it.” I stood up and tried to hug her. She instantly pushed me away. “Steven likes kids,” She sat on the floor and hugged her knees while she cried. I had never seen her like this before. “Why can’t you be more like Steven? Like kids? No. You have to call them bastards.” I felt bad for making her so upset. “Babe it was just a joke. I don’t know why you’re so upset. It’s not like you have one or something.” Y/N’s head shot up and she looked at me angrily. “Maybe I do! Did you ever think about that Axl?!” The room went silent and I stood there shocked. She has a kid? She has a kid. Y/N stood up and hugged me. “I’m pregnant, Ax.” She whispered. Duff gestured for the boys to go into the kitchen, and they all left. Leaving just me, Y/N, and our unborn baby. Our unborn baby. Wow. “When...when did you find out?” She looked me in my eyes, “A few hours” She laughed quietly as did I. “I...I’m sorry Axl. I know you didn’t want a kid.” She looked at the floor and I felt my heart sink. How could she think I didn’t want the child? Why was she apologizing? “Please don’t apologize. I love you and I love that little baby. I’m gonna take care of you. Whenever I said I didn’t want a kid I was just joking. I thought you knew that.” I kissed her softly and she smiled at me. “I love you so much.” I beamed at her, “I love you too.”

Hello!~Thank you for reading this imagine! I hope you liked it! For some reason I almost cried while writing this. It was fun to write though lol. :)♥︎