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𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅

Izzy stradlin/ fem!Reader

Tags: original female character, late 1980s, karaoke night, music, cussing, smut, p in v sex, not established relationship, implying drug use, teasing, just Izzy (is already a tag), drunk/high state, wall sex, fingering kind of, maybe some other additional tags to be added(tell me if I missed something) + also it’s very long and I’m sorry but still hope you enjoy (lol).

Description: Under the neon lights of the Sunset Strip, a night of karaoke with Izzy Stradlin takes an unexpected turn. As MDMA flows through your veins and classic rock anthems fill the air, boundaries blur between performance and desire. What begins as musical connection evolves into something far more intense, but in the haze of substances and stolen kisses, can anything real emerge by morning?

a/n: that was supposed to be one of the chapters for my Ao3 fanfic with Izzy “Anhedonia” (shameless promotion yeah ikr) but I changed my plans for the plot itself so this chapter won’t be originally there. But I was kind of sad to throw away this beautiful chapter so I changed it a little bit to make a smut out of it. (lol what a lovely way to let this chapter live) So maybe I will post it here and on my Ao3, I’ll see. Anyway, I hope you enjoy cause it’s my first time writing smut (sorry if it’s ass) and I kind of need to train for further usage of this “genre”. 🫶🏻🫶🏻

A strong grip grabbed your hand, leading you through the crowd of people who stuck to each other like tongues on ice, exchanging scents. His dilated pupils and clouded gaze could not be erased from your memory, while the “vitamin” taken half an hour earlier worked deep under your skull, creating a false sense of comfort in the middle of an ocean of the unknown. Izzy’s calloused and dry fingers intercepted yours, gluing the skin, so smooth, like child’s with his flaky and warm one. The difference was sensual. The rings he wore cooled some corners of your limbs, only to sweat again after a while, sliding like oil and electrifying the sense of touch. Like two teenagers, you ran after each other along the dark and dimly lit streets of the Sunset Strip, laughing with all your might and feeling especially free. It seemed to you that the whole world is just nonsense, you are the main character of your story where all those people are your friends and in general you are the queen of the whole world. You became more social and wanted to make friends with everyone. Izzy became more alive, you don’t know if you will remember him like this, if in the morning when the carriage turns into a pumpkin you will remember his happy eyes, saturated with euphoria. Remembering the fact that he threw off the shackles, running away with you from the imaginary guards of your prison with him inside your reality. Now in your heads there was not a single negative thought or guilt for actions, you felt good. And it doesn’t matter what the world thinks, because only you exist.

Somewhere in the distance, music was playing from some old convertible crookedly parked on the side of the road, spraying Bowie or Prince songs everywhere, you did not catch the familiar melody with your ears, not even having time to look back as Izzy pushed you after him into a dim alley lit only by neon and light from the windows of people who lived above. The air around you smelled of gasoline, burning, cheap street food and cigarettes, making the space just a thick impenetrable flow of mixed smells that your nose did not perceive well. Lifting your chest up, then down and then up again, you opened your mouth wanting only to inhale more air than everyone else, collecting a large armful of the remaining pure oxygen. It’s not real in places like this and soon it will be sold in bags along with drugs, because substances trick our brains, making us feel a constant need for something that our bodies do not need. Air is needed more than cocaine. One to live, another to not die. Izzy has the same reaction to you, especially now when his tall figure like a shield pushed everyone around, trampling a path for you through the tall grass and helping you further to the very corner of the alley where a red neon sign awaited you: “Backbeat Karaoke Lounge”. Slightly blinking, as if all the life was sucked out of it. The two letters “K” in the karaoke didn’t glow, which is why you couldn’t immediately read what was written there, already feeling like everything was swimming before your eyes. The other letters were still shining, like stars at the end of their lives, indicating the fact that soon no one would even guess what was written on this damn sign.

Izzy pushed the heavy wooden door with his shoulder, directing it forward. It was covered with leatherette like in underground clubs. Inside, behind this door, it generally smelled of cheap beer, overheated bodies and cigarette smoke that blurred the vision. Heat rushed into your body. You didn’t imagine Izzy’s brain being the genius of bad ideas, but in the last few days he began to show his bad side too often. Maybe this is for the best, fate screams run, but your brain says otherwise and begs you to stay. The impossible is possible, especially now when you realize that it’s already been several days since you met him and during this time you managed to spend more time together than apart. It says something, but you don't know what it is yet. It might be bad, it might be good, but it doesn't matter how fast your story does, it matters how deep it goes into your skin. And Izzy will stay there because he can't get his satisfaction.

Familiar pupils caught yours when you found yourself in place where everyone around you was free. Or rather, substances gave them wings of freedom sending them to heavenly heavens of pleasure while black filled the blooming surface of irises. Your euphoric wings of MDMA had long been digging in your brain, like a stick in an anthill releasing dopamine into free fall throughout the body while the world acquired colors and unusual softness, like moss. There was nothing under your feet and muffled music sounded in your ears, you feel it with every cell like a drowning man. Your senses were indeed the drowning Brian Jones. Yes, you are drowning just like him because breathing has become harder with every step. Like light through water, a neon sign on the wall meets you with Izzy inside "Sing your heart out" through this whole black hole of hedonism and damn prostitution of the soul. The ceilings were low, the walls were knocked off and only along them there were a few peeling booths with old posters - KISS, The Clash, Rolling Stones and many others that could be named during all evening. You liked them and now especially wanted to become one of them.

Izzy bought you drinks to sing karaoke for free, succumbing to another promotion and provocation to attract customers, selling more drinks. Karaoke evening once a week and you are already like Sherlock removing the mask from the false offers of an unpopular bar that is so eager to increase revenue. You looked around with your jaw lost somewhere as if you had never been to karaoke. In front of you was a small stage with two microphone stands, on the sides there were speakers on tripods, so old but powerful. They were so similar to guards. Behind the stage there was a TV with a convex screen and sometimes it seemed to you that it was about to pour out forward like liquid but solid magma. From the inside, there were low-res background videos of some beaches, random night shots of fireworks, waves and Tokyo. You wanted to jump right into the screen and be there among the azure waters and attractive pictures, only not here among the sweating crowd. A LaserDisc player, cassettes with soundtracks, a large remote control for selecting songs and a film were at your disposal when some idiots walked away realizing that real rock stars had come to replace them. You immediately took up the wired microphones with a metal grill and a power button, feeling like a real star. If only you could change your suit, you would be a real Freddie Mercury. Izzy was fiddling with the equipment when he returned from the bar counter, holding two large glasses of refreshing beer in his hand, which he left next to the screen, knowing for sure that both of you would sing until the end. What a tech geek. This guy knows his stuff and it seems he is not here for the first time.

- «Take on me.» you said out of the blue to which Izzy turned to you with a half-smile.

-«Is this flirting?» he asked in his usual raspy voice that jumped an octave higher, making him clear his throat. It was like he was hoping you meant something. Sometimes he was such a teenager that it made you smile and ruffle his hair with a smirk.

-«This is a song.» you pointed to the disc that laid out in a line with hundreds of others to which he turned his high eyes to you with disapproval not wanting to start with pop songs but noticing how your own puppy-like irises were looking at him, he nodded inserting the tape into the player, adjusting everything with the remote control as needed while you smiled with anticipation and nervously chattered your teeth. Familiar music came out of the speaker and it made you jump with anticipation, there was a small crowd around and you didn't care about them simply because Izzy and those songs meant more to your cheerful, high and exploratory view than a couple of idols that came to stare at you.

Izzy tuned in knowing that pop was definitely not what was on his playlist, but he decided to give you what you wanted. After all, it was his turn later. Anyway, he was here for one reason and that reason was reflected in his eyes as the first words appeared on the screen. Your voice was like that long yellow line, eating up the words, reproducing them from the screen into reality and pushing Izzy in the shoulder so that he would sing too and not stare at you.

- «…Today is another day to find you.» he blinked, returning to the screen and trying to catch the rhythm after the lost equilibrium he had just experienced when you had knocked him back into reality with your punch. Okay, lost social rating points again, he can give his cup back and run to the locker room in tears. How embarrassing, why was he staring at her? Okay..time to sing

- «Shying away.» Your voice complemented it and you turned to him as if apologizing for the awkward start. «I'll be coming for your love, okay?» such irony, such a sick and dishonest irony connected your views, which made you smile when his usual nut colored gaze caught yours. He sang it too and maybe it just seemed that way to you because you were high and all the people around you were your friends. But he clearly wanted to tell you something with this, because you weren't just joking around at the bar, but experiencing a small catharsis where even a small song is a confession.

- «Take on me.» Izzy's voice caught this chorus, which made you remember Morten Harket and his performative video where he calls a blonde girl with him to the world of comics on the other side of existence. Now this scene was similar to yours, it seemed that you were both about to run away to where no one would find you.

- «Take on me.» you smiled, catching his voice like a shooting star. Even if you couldn't sing, even if it didn't sound like Harket's, you both complemented each other. You weren't afraid to embarrass yourself, even if you were high, just because Izzy was there and he was in the same situation. 1:1.

-«Take me on.» such a cigarette and hoarse voice, completely unsuitable for a pop star, sounded from his thin and so desirable lips. Everything in the world seemed possible under the influence of drugs, even if from the outside you looked like idiots. You just wanted to forget and clasp his neck, giving him the opportunity to do everything he wanted with you.

-«I'll be gone... In a day or two» you tried to raise a high note, looking at the screen, then at Izzy, from which you got confused, feeling how laughter came out of your mouth by itself. Everything seemed so funny and simple. Even the fact that this phrase sounded ironic from your lips, you already forgot about everything looking into these deep brown or dark olive eyes, they changed color in the dark. You wanted to jump inside them, diving to the very depths, to his very heart. This feeling was repulsive knowing that you haven't even known each other for a week, but so what? No one cares.

The song continued and you began to dance when the melody began to gain momentum, pop music sometimes made you subconsciously shake your limbs and, like a hypnotized zombie, catch the rhythms in time with your heartbeat. Even despite your great love for rock, pop was sometimes the source of your joy, also doing magical things with your consciousness. A couple of people around you were also singing along, looking at you and nodding to the beat, someone was filming with a Panasonic camera, someone was laughing hysterically in the corner of the bar with a group of friends , some couple at the bar were kissing while the bartender was dusting himself askew, wiping glasses and having a strange hairdo like Elvis. You knew that you didn’t regret coming here at Izzy’s request, knowing that he has good taste in such places. He knows that music is a form of speech, and perhaps by sharing it with you this evening he was sharing words that none of you can say. The room was periodically filled with flashes of light, constantly illuminating your faces in different colors, while you tried different versions of Izzy on your tongue. Like a multi-colored Polaroid painted with different markers. The sounds of clicking, blinking screens and the muffled voices of those who chose songs danced around your temples. Your and Izzy’s song, came to an end with the cherry blossoms in the background as you sang the last line, your voice carrying through the room, feeling like it was your last day. You were so close, smelling the cigarettes on his body, dusting his skin with sugar, tasting the cherry gloss on his lips and the sheen of sweat on your collarbones. One touch and fate would chop his head off and burn you with the fire of karma, making you feel guilty for losing clear control in the midst of the musical and drug adrenaline.

-«Now it's my turn to choose.» Izzy said, pulling away and grabbing his glass of beer to ease the dryness in his throat.

-«What will you choose?» you asked, pulling the tape out of the player, still trying to get your breathing back to normal.

-«Gimme Shelter.» Izzy said as he picked out the right one from the stack of tapes and replaced pop with the Stones while you quickly gulped down your beer, returning your gaze back to the screen.

- «Classic.» You nodded back at him, getting ready to sing as the familiar guitar sound began to hit your chest so dryly with a rhythmic beat. Your fingers grabbed the microphone with a tremor, not from fear or excitement but from a feeling of dizziness, it seemed like you were about to fall when the Stones began to play, you loved this band so much and knowing that you were singing their song with Izzy gave your body a signal to lose gravity as the words began to appear on the screen one by one.

- «War, children, yeah..» He sang with you in unison as the words appeared on the screen again. The Stones really knew how to bring people together with taste.

- «It's just a shot away, it's just a shot away» you sang along feeling like Mick Jagger, as if your chest was about to fry in the hellish flames of submission to fate while the song, like a scream, pierced the ashes of war and desperation through a long slow motion.

- «It's just a kiss away, it's just a kiss away..» Izzy sang along, closing his eyes and letting the music flow through his veins like heroin throughout your duet.

- «Kiss away, kiss away, hey!» you raised your hand up, feeling the energy of the melody only to splash it out of your body with different movements, understanding why the lead singers were dancing on stage. The culmination of the melody and different pictures on the screen did not take long to come and smiles of euphoria spread across your face again, washing it all down with more sips of beer, feeling how the glass empties quickly with the same speed as the pain, joy and adrenaline in your body after the «performance».

- «It's your turn to choose.» Izzy said, returning with another batch of drinks, using your wallet. Money was pouring out of it in stacks, although its joke, no, because you won't let him know that it's not even equal to what you have. Time is ticking fast again, not obeying your power.

- «Whole lotta love.» You smirked with a note of defiance in your voice while Jagger's voice and his sticky as gum Gimme shelter still pulsated in your temples. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe you were crazy.

- «Ohh..» Izzy whistled, replacing old glasses with new ones and leaning over the tapes, changing the Stones to Zeppelin. «Not bad, not bad.» The sound with a bad mix went through the speaker again, but with such soul. In the second minute of the song, you regretted that you were alive when sounds similar to moans went through your ears, you did not turn around to Izzy, not giving him a chance to look at you in a moment of vulnerability. But it wasn't long before the guitar sounds came to your aid, drawing your attention back to the lyrics. You still liked the song despite that small aspect, especially the fact that Izzy sometimes imitated the guitar with his fingers during the solo, making you smile at him. Someone lit a cigarette at the bar, and the smoke hung in the air, swirling in spirals under the very ceiling, letting imaginary clouds form, as if a karaoke machine was releasing smoke at the end or your and Izzy's minds. It all felt like an emotional episode. From Take On Me, where everything is still sweet and naive, to Gimme Shelter, where there is threat and desire, and to Whole Lotta Love, where everything becomes frankly physical and dangerous. The first is about escape, romanticism and illusion, the second and third are about threat, passion and an apocalyptic breakdown. Like your situation with Izzy, first a light hallucinogenic euphoria, then something much heavier and deeper, just like now.

Your hands, covered in glitter, then wrapped around each other as you drank glass after glass, song after song, losing your voice for hours. But you didn't care, because everything around you was floating. People - not people, but colored spots. The bar - not a bar, but a black room with lights, like a ship during a storm, screams, words and lyrics mixed, changing personalities like cards. You were two social chameleons exchanging yourselves for other people, becoming singers of fortune and world stages. Satisfaction, Stupid girl, Come together, Dude, Dream on, Light my fire, Somebody to Love, I love Rock’n’Roll… followed one after another eating up the minutes on the clock and erasing the passers-by, making people in the bar come and go, the places empty and faces spinning before your eyes, crossing out the exact contours. And yellow words appeared on the screen with white shadows, slowly emerging against the background of a murky view of Tokyo in the 70s, cars, women in kimonos, lights of night streets and meaningless shots, but it didn’t matter when the song was playing, all that was needed was the words and the rustling recording on the camera with the name of the song/band. Holding the microphone with both hands as if it were a life preserver, you danced, fooled around, half-hugged and just had fun with each other while the alcohol mixed with the drug, erasing any perception of shame. Your wallet didn’t lag behind the fun either, no longer supporting your and Izzy’s drunk faces. The last song of the night or already the morning, you don’t remember exactly, was because your pocket money that you took with you “just in case” betrayed you, leaving you on the sidelines of torn memories, barely moving carcasses and plastic cups with cocktails left by someone on the edge of the stage that trembled from the sound.

MDMA whispered under the skin and caressed, so pleasant and so satisfying. The heart beat out a rhythm, dancing in the middle of your chest, ready to jump out from there while your eyes were intertwined with each other among hundreds of others. Around nothing entered the memory, the brain seemed to block the ability to remember what happened next, everything was like a slow motion movie. As if the truth or a lie retold from mouth to mouth, playing a broken phone. Hot skin felt every touch three times stronger, everything went through goosebumps through the fabric of clothes, coming out as an acid kaleidoscope.

- «You are beautiful.» Izzy whispered through the broken film of neurons feeling how no logical thought would pass through your head.

- «It's a pill.» You answered, turning your gaze to him, half-open eyes, so sleeping, so drunk and so desirable. He, like Medusa Gorgon, turns you into stone with his gaze, grinding you into powder and inhaling it. All the songs grew like petals from your eyelashes, every blink like flowers bloomed in front of your eyes, letting the butterfly of his own eyes sit there and take all the feelings, like bees collecting pollen of secrets from where no one else has ever managed to get it.

- «No.» Izzy answered. «It's you.» His lips were next to your ear whispering a secret that only you will remember, only you will hear hoping that you will understand and he will not have to chew everything like for others. He knew that you will understand him more than others. They will not understand. You looked at him without blinking. The world seemed to be silent, only the projector clicked, the microphones hummed, somewhere in the distance someone was laughing, knocking over a beer bottle and a huge meteorite was already rushing towards the world, ready to blow up the planet. But even then there will be no silence, even then the music will continue to click on the temples bleeding from wounds, then the flowers will begin to grow again from the sent soil of the bloody rain of the dead. Then looking into his eyes you will find peace that no one has ever been able to give you, there the gardens will always be greener and life will be better.

He ran his fingers over your cheeks letting himself breathe in air while his lips greedily cut the distance breaking the rules and stealing your kiss in the silence of minds. Izzy was not a stupid guy and missing an opportunity is definitely not about him. You answered without thinking while your lips danced in an intimate tango of secrets and his hands outlined your body like a map wanting to know where was what. Your cheeks, then shoulders, then your back where he slowly slid to the very bottom of your waist. Alcohol and drugs mixed into one whole clouding your gaze completely, closing it with imaginary curtains when his tongue slid into your mouth. You couldn't think straight anymore, your hand slipped under his shirt, leaving you wanting more, until he let out a short groan, lowering his hand from your cheek to your arm.

-«Hold up, tiger...» he muttered, pushing his lips away from yours, causing his black curls to tickle your face and drool to form a line between your lips.

-«Izzy what the-» you didn't have time to express your displeasure when he grabbed you by your shameless hand and dragged you away from the hall itself, pushing you away from all of those people again.

Disappearing from the stranger's view, he pushed the first door open that was indeed the staff room. Fuck everyone when he closed the door with the latch, leaning you against the door, no one would dare come in here while he was here with you.

- «I'm not done with you yet.» He whispered, connecting your lips again, his tongue immediately slid between them, meeting yours, to which he squeezed out a quiet but such a pleasant moan. This sound warmed the bottom of your stomach while butterflies flew up in goosebumps on your skin. Your tongues played with each other, tasting, while his hand was the first to begin the unfinished, sliding under his T-shirt to feel your skin. You did not lag behind him, playing with his black hair on the back of his head, gradually going down to his shoulders to take off his leather jacket, to which he ran his tongue along your lower lip, biting it.

- «Izzy?!» You gasped and whispered in surprise, slightly pushing him in the chest but not having anything against it in your head.

- «Sometimes I want to eat you alive. Just like that pill so that you will fill me completely, and not just my brain.» he whispered, freeing you from your stylized long-sleeved top, leaving you up in just your bra, feeling the cold of this damn room.

-«I never thought of you as a cannibal.» you whispered back with a smirk as he pounced on your neck, biting and licking you like a hungry animal, wanting so desperately to leave hickeys. His hands slid under your skirt, squeezing your butt brazenly.

-«Well…I am but with very precise tastes and they only include you. The rest are garbage.» he whispered in your ear, making you bite your already wounded lower lip. You raised your hand to grab his hair and gently rip him off you, to which he only responded with a groan and disapproval in the form of a frown. «Hey-»

-"Then stop testing me and go for it.» you said through an irritated grin, to which he only raised an eyebrow again, sensing your annoyance.

- «Say the magic word.» He smirked without moving but you could feel how hard it was for him to keep everything in his pants when you were around.

- «Now.» You looked into his eyes while grabbing his belt on his pants to which he only sighed heavily.

-«How bossy...but alright. Time to release that tiger from its cage.» He smirked giving you free rein to which he unfastened your bra freeing you from your main female problem and sucking on that place with such impudence that you stopped halfway to unzip his fly. His tongue licked your nipples so precisely and so skillfully that you had to sell your soul to the devil after seeing the stars right in front of your eyes. You pulled his pants down so they fell down where they belonged. Your fingers grabbed his hair again to which he only continued his game of being a milksop. «Your cherry is the best.» he stated from which you snorted.

- «You’re high.» you responded to his strange ramblings.

- «On you. And I want to OD.» he answered again greedily kissing you and pressing you to the door lifting your skirt up and tights down to feel you. When his fingers slid where they shouldn’t you moaned into his lips. His smirk started to turn you on so much that he just continued without wasting a second and turning the corner of your panties to slip where you want him.

- «Motherfucker..» you mumbled into his lips through groans at his obvious teasing, feeling how your whole body went numb and touch became more sensitive.

- «I don’t think you will accent me having it with your mom rather than with you.» he inserted one finger, pushing away from you and checking your reaction. Sometimes he was so annoying and you wanted to hit him.

- «Than..Than…ugh! You piss me off!.» you sighed it at his movements, trying to release your energy from within and not die from an excess of emotions, looking into his eyes, to which he just amusingly snorted. Damn you, Stradlin.

- «I’m not and you know it.» His movements were impatient but very precise which made you wonder how much of experience he really have. Then the second finger entered and then you just kissed him while he pressed himself against you letting him feel how much you were the reason for his desire. He pulled away again and every time he did it, you wanted to press him back like an oxygen tube without which you can’t live. His long tongue licked those fingers that he pulled out of you with satisfied grin at which you laughed.

-«Tasty?» you joked at which he nodded.

- «As it should be.» and here again his lips and yours connected while his hands lifted you up by your thighs freeing themselves from any fabric and what had been bothering you before. Thoughts didn’t add up and common sense died before your eyes as he slowly entered you, making you both feel the highest kind of pleasure. You knew what sex was but he knew more. Your understanding did not go beyond groupies or rock stars. You just understood how much this thing was needed when the adrenaline was jumping up to the ceiling. His hands grabbed your thighs so tightly, pushing into you while your back was pressed against that very unfortunate door. Gasp, moans, short sighs and ragged breathing filled the room while you and Izzy were a puzzle for each other, the air you both breathe and the food you both consume.

- «So who are we now?…Who are we to each other?» you suddenly asked him through the blur, smeared images and incomprehensible sounds that came from inside your ears, pollinating your mind with fear that someone might catch you. But even if this happens, no one will remember your faces, but you wanted to remember Izzy's face. You didn’t know what to think or feel, but you knew that you wanted Izzy and you must stay with him until the very end. Until the north star goes out.

- «You are my oxygen. You are what I want to breathe every day.» He admitted through heavy and ragged breathing, feeling how with each push the knot in his lower abdomen was getting tighter. His immunity became stable because of you, you became the one who gives him the opportunity to breathe evenly.

- «Naive to the point of horror.» You answered through a giggle, to which he didn’t stop, continuing to mix your bodies together, like forbidden chemicals that do not work with each other but cannot react without each other. Paradox.

- «Whoever told you this is a complete idiot.» Izzy muttered, pressing his lips to your ears and making the last push with a rather drawn-out groan, releasing himself and letting you know that he was not joking, even under a pile of substances the picture is washed away, but you will not forget his words.

«I will love you very much even under the effect of the vitamin in my head.» he whispered to end this long night.

que viejo ridiculo, lo amo

Axl Rose:

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Title: THAT ONE TIME ON TOUR

“mom what’s wrong?” I asked we had been having money problems and I was worried about her “Nothing sweetie it’s just I have sort of a surprise for you” she said. “Oh ok” I said beginning to eat my cereal when suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. “Oh it’s them” my mom said. “Who?” I said very confused as my mom went to go answer our front door we weren’t expecting any guests today as far as I knew

“Hello gentlemen please come in” I heard my mom say. “She’s over there” my mom said her voice breaking a little bit. A man with long red hair and a man hiding his face face behind a mop of curly hair and sunglasses entered my kitchen behind my mom. My mom began wiping tears away from her face the two men smiled at me. I stopped eating my bowl of Reese Puffs very confused. “Mom what’s going on?” I asked. “Don’t be scared sugar will explain everything.” The red headed man said his deep voice booming through my kitchen. “Sweetie I’m so sorry-“ my mom said crying. “I know this is a lot to take in.” The red headed man said to me walking over to me. My mom then hugged me and whispered “it’s better this way honey.” Then the red head man picked my up bridal style and carried me into his broken down van with the man with curly hair. “I-I don’t understand…where are you taking me? Who are you?”

“Well,” the man with fiery hair started, “I’m Axl. This is Slash” he pointed to the man with the curls. “This,” He then pointed to another man in the van, he had poofy blonde hair and a glowing smile. “well, this is Steven. If you’re scared you should probably talk to him, I’m not the best at this stuff.” He laughed nervously.

Should I be scared? I was starting to think so…

“We’re gonna go home and then we’ll explain everything. You’ll just be staying with us for a while.” The blondie spoke in a gentle tone. Maybe I should talk to him.

“Oh, uhm, okay.” I whispered. i had to admit I was a little fearful, though I didn’t understand why. Sure my mom hadn’t given me an explanation, but I was 18. I’m an entire woman, no need to be scared without my mommy.

The curly haired man eyed me curiously, “Ax,” he whispered, clearly intending for only the red head to hear. “How old did you say she was again?”

“Slash,” he hit the man’s arm. “She’s 18. BUT,” he whispered sternly, “be respectful. She’s probably much too scared to think of anything like that. Besides, I had first dibs”

“The fuck you do.” The poodle haired man yelled in a normal voice, startling the blondie next to me.

They obviously hadn’t noticed that I listened in on the entire conversation.

“Sorry, erm, what did you say your name was again?” The red head going by “axl” questioned.

They really knew nothing about me.

“My named y/n and I’m really confused what’s going on” I asked. They all got a sad look on there face and Axl sighed “Well sugar I’m afraid that your mom has fallen on hard times money wise and sold you to us” Axl said. “SHE WHAT!” I yelled.

I buried my face in my legs beginning to sob.

Another blond man peered from behind the back seat of the van “ah it’ll be ok sweet heart we aren’t that bad I promise” the man said rubbing my shoulder. His words were nice but I was still terrified and so confused. The van stopped in front of a very broken down looking apartment complex.

***time skip***

well this is your room I hope u like it Axl said showing me to one of the bedrooms. “Yeah I guess it’ll do” I said wiping away tears Axl left the room. Then a man with long black hair appeared.

“Are you ok?” The man asked. “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!” I yelled. “Oh my bad my bad.” The man said “I’m Izzy I’m rhythm guitarist for the band. “Oh” I said “I’m y/n”

“Nice to meet you y/n you’re very pretty.” Izzy said I blushed. “Why don’t you come out to the living room and get to know us better” Izzy suggested. “Ok” I said.

When I entered the living room all the guys were sitting in a circle and it looked like a fucking AA meeting. “Why don’t you sit down y/n” Axl said. I sat down into between Slash and Steven. “Sooo you like jack Daniels?” Slash asked. “Um sorry no I’m only 18” I said. “Oh my bad didn’t realize you were a pussy” Slash said.

“Slash shut up” Steven said slapping him on the back of the head Slash grimaced. “I think that’s respectable y/n we aren’t the most respectable guys maybe you’ll be a good influence on us” Steven said with a smile.

“Influence? How old is this bitch like- ten?” Izzy asked, sipping something from a red solo cup.

“Izzy!” Axl yelled, obviously upset “She just said she’s 18! Come on man can’t you guys be a little bit more serious about this?” He rubbed his temples. “We bought a fucking human being for gods sake.” He mumbled.

“Axl…” the other blonde man said. I believed they called him Duff. “She’s right here…”

“You know what guys, I can just go to my room and chill for a bit.” I said, getting up to leave. As I turned the corner for my room, I stopped to listen in on their conversation.

“What are we gonna do?” Duff asked.

“What do you mean?” Axl questioned, “we bought a fucking human being duff. And all of you fuckers,” he pointed to everyone in the room. “Are looking at her like eye candy. It’s disgusting!”

Slash laughed, his jack Daniels gurgling in his throat.

“What’s so funny Slash? Please share with the class.” Axl said in a smart ass tone.

“Well it’s obvious she’s into me.” He said, “didn’t you see the way she looked at me in the van? She was practically all over me in her mind.”

He wasn’t wrong.

“Okay, you guys are all gross. Have you thought about what she wants? She’s probably scared and crying in her room right now. She doesn’t know any of us and she’s only 18 she’s new to the sex world.” Steven spoke sweetly.

“I say we all share her-“ Izzy butted in.

I was in complete shock. Share me? What the hell was this, a parent custody match?

“I vote on that.” Slash slurred.

“I guess I wouldn’t mind…” Axl whispered, ashamed. “That is, after she’s comfortable, of course.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

“What the fuck you guys?” The two blondies yelled in unison.

“I’m going to check on her,” a very drunk slash declared.

I quickly ran to my room, laying on my bed in an attempt to look casual.

“Hey sweetheart,” the guitarist whispered, leaning against the door frame and knocking.

“Oh, hey” I said, standing to meet his eyes.

“I hope this isn’t too awful for you. I know it must be hard but still, I hope you’re settling in okay.”

I couldn’t help but feel nice when I heard the sincereness in his voice.

“It’s not too awful” I ran my finger tip down the length of his chest, I had game too.

“Oh fuck” Slash said biting his lips. His lips then crashed onto mine they were soft like a pillow and my hand began to get tangled in his curly hair. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths when Slash abruptly pulled away. “Did I do something wrong?” I asked sheepishly. “Nah you’re just not much of a pussy after all” Slash said smirking. Just then Axl barged in seeing me on Slashes lap. “SLASH WHAT THE FUCK” Axl yelled. “Hey man she came on to me” Slash said throwing his hands up in the air.

I blushed. Axl rolled his eyes and then walked over to me and pulled me off Slashes legs and laid me down and began to slide my legs apart I was only wearing little booty shorts that were my pajamas. Axl looked up at me with pleading eyes he was very sexy I had to admit and contrary to what the boys thought this wasn’t my first time around the block.

“May I?” Axl said seductively. I nodded feeling my pussy grow wetter by the minute. Axl smirked and began to slowly pull down my shorts and panties. It was so wonderfully torturous. Slash watched the whole thing smiling looking at my agony. That’s when Axls tongue found my clit and began to lick his tongue all over

Damn did that man know how to use his tongue. Slight moans escaped my lips. “Slash can you shut her up” Axl spat. “Sure thing” Slash said as he began to straddle me and soon again me and Slash were making out. Between Slash making out with me and Axl eating me out I was hot mess.

That’s when Duff entered. “YOUR FUCKING THE HOT GIRL WE BOUGHT WITHOUT ME!” The giraffe looking man yelled. Slash pulled away “just shut up and get over here Duff geez”

Duff then began to undress himself. My god three men at once? I didn’t know how much more of this I could take.

“Erm, guys?” I whispered, clearly intimidated.

“Oh shut up you pretty little slut” slash whispered before crashing his lips to mine.

By this time, Duff was completely naked in the corner of the room, his cock clearly red and hard from watching the two men on me.

“Guys what the sigma?” I’m the one that convinced you to buy the bitch in the first place, you could at least let me tap it first.” The dark haired man entered the doorway.

His eyes slowly lit up as he looked over, seeing duffs exposed length. “Shit Duff” he sighed.

“Izzy we can’t do this again. The one time on tour…” he whispered. “That was a one time deal kitten We agreed We were both drunk and horny. It meant nothing.”

Just then, slash and Axl stopped working on me and turned to look at Duff and Izzy.

“You guys FUCKED??!!???” Axl and slash screamed, shocked.

“IT WAS A ONE TIME THING I SWEAR!” Duff yelled.

“What’s all the commotion?” Steve questioned, walking into the room.

“Izzy and duff fucked!” Slash yelled.

Though, Steven seemed unfazed. “Yeah, so? You and Axl fucked a couple times- oh and remember that three sum we had on tour? It’s normal isn’t it-“

Axl cut Steven off, grasping his hand over his mouth. “Stevie shut up we swore never to talk about that.”

“Fuck senpai” slash moaned just in time for us all to look over. The sight we saw was indescribable.

Duff was inches deep in Slashs ass hole, slash bent over with his ass on display. Slashs ass hole was being ripped to shreds by Duffs mega cock

“I can’t take this anymore.” Izzy moaned, falling to the floor and ripping his pants off. He began jerking his dick in a senseless attempt to release some tension.

“Well fuck Izzy, you don’t have to go at this alone.” Steven sighed, falling to the floor and wrapping his lips around stevens cock.

I looked at Axl, total shock running over me. “What the fuck?” I mouthed, clearly crazed.

“I’m sorry doll…” Axl trailed off before bending down in front of Izzy. “May I?” He questioned.

“Yes papi” Izzy moaned airily and nodded his head quickly

Axl then slid behind Izzy, holding the skinny man’s waist and slowly thrusting in and out of his ass.

I watched in horror as the orgy took place. Fuck.

Hi guys this is my first fanfic I wrote so sry if it’s shit I wrote it for fun so plz enjoy and if you read it thank you! :)

Axl Rose x Reader

Fluff

Title: Blind Date

Takes place: 1987

Y/bff/n= your best friends name

“No way Slash I am not going on some date with some random ass chick that your girlfriend is best friends with” Axl spat. It wasn’t like Axl rose to turn down a date with a girl but he didn’t like the idea of Slash and his new girlfriend trying to set him up on one he preferred to find chicks at parties or backstage or at bars. “Axl come on man she’s super sweet and funny (y/bff/n) thinks you two will really like each other” “Yeah well I really don’t give a shit man the idea of a blind date is stupid high school type bull shit ok man” Axl said glaring at Slash. Slash rolled his eyes at Axl he knew Axl could be dramatic but he didn’t expect him to protest this much. “Give her a chance ax she’s a real sweetheart and I want to make (y/bff/n) happy so just can you do this for me man” Axl stood there silently protesting. “Look man if you don’t like her I’ll take you to the whiskey a go-go tomorrow and all the drinks will be on me, but at least just come tonight.” Slash pleaded. Axl waited a few seconds and then sighed “ Fine Slash but you better be prepared because I’m buying all the most expensive drinks on the menu tomorrow” Axl said smirking and turning down the hall to get dressed for the date.

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“Come on y/n he’s exactly your type I promise you’ll like him” your bff said trying to convince into coming on a double date with her boyfriend and his band mate. “No, y/bff/n I don’t want to go I know he’ll just be another ass hole with a huge ego like every other guy here in LA” you said crossing your arms and flopping on the couch. It was a Saturday night and all you wanted to do was lay around and watch tv you had enough of boys and people for the week but your best friend was set on the idea that you needed to go on this stupid date with some guy her boyfriend was friends with. “No y/n he’s super fun and he’s a great singer and you’ll really like him I promise” your bff said attempting to get you off the couch. You knew of Axl you hadn’t met him but you had see his music video for Welcome to the Jungle pop up on the MTV and you had to admit he was a very attractive man and talented and sure a date with him would be fun but there’s just no way this new rocker guy would like you so what was the point in going. “There’s no way he’s going to like me why should I go?” You said questioning your best friend. “You don’t know that y/n just give him a chance ok, besides if you never try a date with him how do you know he won’t like you.” Your best friend said crossing her arms and looking down on you. Shit you thought she made a good point. “Fineeeee” you said getting off the couch reluctantly. “Yay!! Let’s go get ready come on y/n it’ll be so fun I promise” your best friend said

……… (time skip to arriving at the date)

You guys got to the Rainbow which was where the date was planned at around 8 and shortly after Slash showed up on time but there was no sign of Axl. “ Slash babe where the hell is he I thought you guys were coming together?”your best friend asked Slash. “He was taking to long to get ready he told me he’d catch a cab and be here just a few mins after me he’ll come though I promise” Slash said. Yeah right you thought great you got stood up and now you had to spend the whole night just watching your bff and her boyfriend make out how fun you thought. It was now 8:30 and your really thought there’s no way this man would show up but the door swung open around 8:33 and sure enough there he was. Shit you thought he was handsome actually I don’t know if you could call him that he was honestly beautiful his long strawberry blond hair fell perfectly on him he was wearing a white t shirt with a red blazer jacket over it and he’s green eyes somehow immediately pierced you.

Axls POV:

I was late like really late for a date I felt sorta bad but I’ve never been known for being on time so it was not really new to me. Where the fuck is Slash I thought scanning the crowd then I saw her she was wearing a tight black dress had the most beautiful loosely curled hair and her eyes somehow immediately met mine. She was also sitting by slash and his girlfriend so that better be the girl I’m supposed to be meeting.

…

Axl walked up to your table and sat right by you “Bout time you showed up ass hole” Slash said to Axl. “Just be happy I came ok man” Axl said smirking at slash. You giggled Axl was quick was his words that was something you learned very fast. “So what’s it like being a big shot rockstar” you choked out you were so nervous and didn’t know what to say. “It’s weird” Axl said looking down at the table “ I love it though I love making music and it’s always been a big part of who i am” Axl said looking up to smile at you. You blushed at his smile. You and Axl continued to talk and there was something abt him he wasn’t just some hot headed rockstar he was made out to be there was more to him he was sensitive and a great conversationalist.

Axls POV:

I’ve met a lot of chicks but never one like Y/n something was different about her she made me feel important I could tell she was really listening to me and she was so easy to talk and it also helped she was remarkably beautiful.

….

Slash and your bff stood up “um we’re gonna need to use the bathroom we’ll be back” you knew something was going on based on the bulge in slashes pants but you were to focused on Axl to really care. “Ok, Use protection buddy” Axl yelled as they were leaving the table. Slash flipped him off as they walked away and Axl laughed, then he stared at you, you looked right at him and blushed as he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and whispered . “Wanna step outside?” Axl asked. “Sure” you said as Axl grabbed your hand and lead you outside. You stood there on the side walk out side and watched people go by for a few mins before Axl said something that caught you off guard. “ Shit i don’t know how to say this I really don’t” oh no you thought he hates me I should have seen this coming. “But I really like you like actually like you y/n and I want to try this but i can be messed up sometimes and I can lose my shit but something abt you is different y/n you make me feel loved and safe and I want to be with you” Axl said. You couldn’t believe your ears Axl rose liked you it didn’t seem real. “Axl I want to be with you too” you said… and with that Axl kissed you.

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average 2004 Duff smut hai

Porn written by a virgin uh not proof read and probably shit

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you looked at yourself in the mirror, no matter how you dressed it didn’t feel…right, your and makeup was already done, you had another 15 minutes before your friends would come pick you up, a sigh left your mouth as you went back to your room, your belt hit the floor, soon your camo pants, you dug around, pulling out your short leather skirt and a garter, pulling them on quickly,..now your shirt looked wrong, tugging it off you grabbed your leather vest and buttoned it up, your jewelry was already thankfully on.. you looked at your shoes and grabbed a pair of zebra striped cowboy boots. As soon as you sat, your phone buzzed, as you flipped it open it was a text from your friend, they where here, you smiled and went over, grabbing your keys off the hook as you opened the door, you locked it and bounced over to her car, giggling as you slid in, she was quick to start talking about some cute guy at her work while you fiddled with the radio, letting out a soft squeal as guns n roses started to hum throughout the car, she rolled her eyes and nudged you “you remembered to bring your vinyl right?” You nodded, you where only going to the mall because Velvet revolver was signing stuff there today, you leaned into the seat and sighed, you could practically feel it, him pushing you into the bed, his lips on your neck while he praised you, a hand on the back of your neck while he smirked against your lips..you didn’t realize how lost you were until your friend shoved you, waking you up, you where here..at the mall, a large banner outside promoting the signing, god he was so close..you where gonna meet Duff! You stumbled out and giggled, you and your friend making fun of eachother “slash is so much better though!” She would whine, earning a playful shove from you, all your snark went out the window though when you stepped into the main foyer, the line was long..but you could see him, his bleach blonde hair with his brown roots peeking out, his teeth as he laughed at something Scott has said…god he was real.. your friend noticed this and laughed “c’mon y/n! You act like he’s gonna be disgusted by you..you’re hot! He’ll probably jerk off to you later tonight” you yelped, the picture of him doin so quickly flooded your mind making you look down, you didn’t know how long you stood there, all you knew was that your friend was in-front of you, and she was talking to them, you took a deep breath and looked up finally, not Un-noticing how Duff was looking past her to check you out, smiling as you walked forward and set your contraband record down, they where nice, Scott laughing at some joke you made, Duff however was eyeing you down..and when he spoke you swore you where about to die “nice tights..” it was short, but it was there “t-thank you..I like your tattoos..” he chuckled “thanks pretty doll” he mumbled as he sighed the record, it wasn’t a lie, you did like his tattoos, but especially his arms..you wanted to squeeze them..bite them, use them as pillows, hold onto him while he used you up..all of him, you where so utterly obsessed with this man, you wanted to hide your face in his armpits, getting high off the fumes.. you shook your head and took the record back, thanking them and scurrying back to your friend, you looked at eachother for a bit before squealing, hugging and jumping, not noticing his eyes lingering on you, you and her went shopping, looking around the stores giggling at all the stupid things you would find, you didn’t know how long you where there, but soon you where outside the bathroom waiting for your friend, you could hear gasps and awes getting closer, but before you could look up there was a hand on your shoulder..it was Duff, god you almost pissed yourself!, he spoke before you, silently asking if you wanted to join him in the bathroom. You blinked, this was THE Duff McKagan..you couldn’t pass this up right..? That’s what you thought, so shakily grabbing your bag you followed him into a stall where he was quick to pin you against the dirty blue paint chipped door, he panted against your ear before nipping at it

He pulled away and made you look at him “you want this right..?” You nodded, sucking in a breath “I do..I do yeah..” he nodded and pushed you harder into the door as he tugged on your skirt, kissing and nuzzling your shoulder and neck, he put you down for a second to undo his belt, a loud snap filling the stall as you watched him, it fell to the floor, and soon enough his jeans where around his ankles, he pushed you back, his hand on your head making you whimper, you could feel him pressing his hard on against you before he moved your underwear out of the way and slid inside, making you gasp, he kissed your shoulder, mumbling about you how good you where, how you felt so good wrapped around him.

He nuzzled into your hair as he started to move, groaning and whimpering, his hand slid down to hold yours, it was so filling, you could feel everything…your senses hightented, you could hear someone washing their hands, humming to themselves before their footsteps trailed out. He grunted above you, kissing the crown of your head as he got a bit rougher “c’mon baby…c’mon…come for me baby..please” he sounded so needy, whining into your ear as his thrusts stuttered, he nuzzled into your neck as he came, filling you up, your vision blanked, body resting against the cold door, when you came too a few minutes later he was kissing your shoulder again “so good..so f’good for me” he panted, his voice higher than normal, he kissed your cheek softly as he closed his eyes “fuck..”

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Pervert

⭐️ • Duff McKagan/reader, smut, Duffs js a manwhore, I just woke up, probably not proofread•

1985, the sunset strip California:

why where you here? Simple answer, William, he was a few years older than you being 16 and he being 20 he had always taken on a sorta..older brother esc role in your life, when you found out he was moving to California, hours away, you wanted you cry, both him and Jeffrey where leaving!

but you couldn’t stop him, so he left, as months went by life was different, but not different enough, he was just..gone, no one to run after men who would hit on you, now they where free to do whatever, so you would go on dates, they never went anywhere..they never had what you where looking for.

Three years sense he moved,, he had called you, how did he even remember your number?

“(Y/n)!” He panted

“..William?”

it was soft, hell there was so much noise from his side you weren’t even sure he heard you

“Uh—yeah…..Look we need someone to help around down here and I know you’re into music I—“

“We?”

“…yeah, me iz—Jeffery…and the guys..you’ll like them I swear”

So…now you where in California, looking around, you didn’t fit in with the girls here, you could tell you liked the same music they did but you never had the chance to doll up when you lived in Indiana, so it surprised you when a very tall…. Man came up..oh this is what those guys back home where missing, the leather and denim, the eyeliner and bleach blonde hair..

“Hey..are you (y/n)?”

You squeaked, but nodded, earning a soft chuckle from him as he stuck out his hand

“ ‘m Duff, Axl sent me to pick you up”

You shook his hand..almost needily but you hung your head to the side, who the fuck was Axl

“Uhm..yknow red long hair, the girly nose he has?” He laughed

Oh,,that was definitely William.. you nodded and took the opportunity to hold onto him so you ‘didn’t get lost’…he didn’t seem to care anyways.

He got to a beaten up house and pushed the door open, it was a mess!

“Uhm..there’s a spear bedroom upstairs we’d thought you’d like your own space…” he muttered as he led you up to the room, the only thing in it was a blown up air mattress..at least it was something

“I—thank you Duff..? Im gonna unpack..”

He nodded and watched for a bit before he left

So while putting your bags down the door opened

“(Y/n)!!” He rushed over and hugged you, you guys talked for hours, he gave you the rundown, no one went by their legal name,, Duff, Slash, Axl, Izzy and Steven, all band mates..

It took a bit to settle in but you did eventually, you got a job and managed to get a bed and vanity, it had come together.., honestly you didn’t mind cleaning up after them, you only didn’t like the girls they would bring over, for the most part the girls where nice, or just didn’t pay any mind to you, but occasionally one of them would bring over a girl who was…special, you mainly just didn’t like the sounds you would hear..that’s not to say when you knew it was Duff with a girl..I mean was it really that wrong to curl up in bed with a hand down your pants

You sat at a booth, next to Duff, he leaned forward and looked around, watching as slash came over with a tray of drinks for the table everyone reaching for one.

You don’t know when it happened but a man had whisked you away, you didn’t plan on doin anything with him..he didn’t have what you wanted..he wasn’t Duff, so you laughed away all his advances, until someone grabbed onto you making you gasp, and looking up..it was Duff.., he didn’t look happy

“Hey babe…why’d you leave?” There was an edge in his voice, he wasn’t curious, he was..something else, before you could respond the man did for you

“Whoa man..I was chatting her up..no big deal”

“Uh huh” Duff clicked his tongue “well she’s with me.” He stated before he started to pull you away, towards the door, he was clearly drunk, maybe a bit less than you “wha..where are we going?” “Home.” He was cut straight, stumbling home, tripping every so often on his feet, he pushed open the door and continued to drag you inside

“Bedroom…c’mon—“ he sighed and dragged you to your room and pushed you on the bed, you huffed and sat up just in time to see his stripping his clothes off “Duff—“ “T-this is okay yeah? You want this?” You blinked and nodded, taking your shirt off as he leaned over and pushed your skirt up, moving your pretty pink panties out of the way, making him groan “fuck look at this..” he mumbled, his warm breaths hitting your folds making you Yelp

“Smell so fucking..good” he groaned before nuzzling closer and starting to lap up at you, making you squirm and whine, trying to move away, he muttered out a string of curses and grabbed onto your thighs, keeping you still until he got his fill, you where on cloud 9, tugging on his hair occasionally, making him groan against your clit, only to make you squirm and tug on his hair harder, you closed your eyes tightly and clamped your thighs between his head as you came, he didn’t seem to mind..he kept licking you until finally he opened your legs again and pulled away “fuck that tastes good..” he led off, panting along side you “ungh..T-thank you Duff..” you yawned as he came back over leaning down “we’re not done yet baby don’t close those pretty eyes just yet..” he whispered against your lips before kissing you, when he pulled away he made you watch as he undid his belt, giggling at your dazed expression, the loud clink from his buckle as it hit the floor, the sound of his fly being undone filling your ears, you watched him push his pants down along with his underwear, he grabbed his cock and stroked it right infront you “you wanna taste it baby?, c’mon don’t be shy…” you nodded again and leaned in, his tip pressing to your lips, you soon started kissing and licking at it, before opening your mouth and taking his length in, moaning and gagging around him as you worked, spitting and drooling, he whimpered and grabbed the back of your head, pulling you on and off making you gag over and over as your eyes rolled back, god you loved this, you loved the feeling of his dick in your throat, you could do this daily, it didn’t last long though, he pulled out making you whine

He chuckled and pet you “it’s okay baby..I just wanna cum inside you yeah?” You blushed and nodded, laying down and looking up at him as he moved on-top of you, looking inbetween your bodies as he grabbed his cock and tapped your core with it before sliding in making you whimper and cling into him, he kissed your face all over and whispered sweet nothings as he started to thrust swallowly, you moaned a bit and shifted, pushing into the bed, watching him move as you moaned and whimpered, he leaned down and kissed you lazily, his tongue sliding into your mouth while he placed his armpit right next to your face, he tended and started thrusting rougher, god you could feel him in your throat.. “fuck…fuck you feel good..yeah..mph fuck my good girl…yeah..” he muttered, one hand reached down and gripped your waist tightly, his other hand, the one that had his pit right next to you also reached down, stroking your face a bit before he grabbed your throat, just enough to control… making you gasp and moan constantly, you shook a bit, spasming as you came on him, you squealed and called his name, clawing at his back, he soon followed and came in you, filling you up as you moaned, it was so..warm, he fell forward and continued to thrust as he pulled out, watching his cum leak out of you and stain your bed

“Fuck your so good..so cute…I’m keeping you yeah?..all mine…..all mine” he mumbled and kissed your cheek, rolling over onto his back and taking you into his arms, pulling the blanket up and rubbing your back, enjoying your fucked out expression “so cute..all mine yeah?” You nodded and moaned “all yours” you mumbled and nuzzled into him, closing your eyes and sleeping sweetly, oh so warm

BLOOD AND TEARS

OCTOBER 31st 2002

It was a dark..almost movie like scene, little kids running in groups house to house, a blood moon shining high in the sky..everyone had followed suit, they’d put fake blood on their homes, on them, red lights lighting up the streets with hints of yellow from the old street lights, it really was beautiful,,,you sighed softly, your feet padding to the door to give kids candy rhythmically, you missed when you where their age, holding out pumpkin baskets to your neighbours and trading candies late at night, you took off your pirate hat and sighs, running a hand through your hair, looking through the beat up fridge, you didn’t have much, not at least something that interested you..it wasn’t late only 7:45 pm, you could run up to town..so, changing your shoes and grabbing your iPod and wallet you made way out of the house, making sure to lock it and leave the bowl of candy outside, as your feet hit the pavement you shivered, you didn’t thing to bring a jacket,,that didn’t seem to matter though as a men stepped beside you, sizing you up

“You okay pretty baby?” You blushed softly and looked up at him, he was a tall, definitely older man dressed as a stereotypical vampire, he had a sweet boyish smile that pulled you in..you laughed and nodded “yeah..I didn’t really think on bringing a jacket..” he laughed softly and took off his cloke, pulling it over you, he couldn’t have been wearing it long, it wasn’t warm..but it was something “oh..thank you, you didn’t need to though” you spoke softly now noting the black kohl he wore on his eyes, he waved it away and laughed “the cold doesn’t really bother me.. it’s okay I swear” you nodded at that and continued to walk talking to eachother, he was 38, you where 22, he played bass, he’s played for multiple punk and rock bands over the years. There was something about him that dragged you in, his sweet smile, the little rasp in his laugh when you said something stupid

“So..any pets?” You looked up at him

He thought for a moment and hummed

“No..I used to have a dog but I had to give him away..” you nodded “I’m sorry..” he smiled “not your fault..what about you love? Got any pets?”

“I got a little cat back at my home..he’s a sweetheart” he smiled and stepped into the store with you, following you around as you picked out some food, it was spurred things, a pomegranate..halloween themed cookies, drinks,,anything that looked good “are you gonna get anything?” You asked him, his eyes darted up to your face “..yeah hold on..” he stalked away, coming back with a bottle of wine, you walked to the front and dispite your protests he paid for everything. You looked up at him and thought for a moment “hey..not in like sexual way but do you wanna go back to my place? We can watch movies or something” you knew he wasn’t married, you had greedily been sneaking looks at his hands all day, no ring, he thought for a moment and nodded “yeah..okay” you smiled and led him to your house, leaving the empty candy basket as you unlocked the milk white door, he hummed and looked around, taking off his boots while you took off the cloke and left it on the back of the couch, he wondered into the living room and hummed “you like to read?” He mused softly, mainly to himself “yeah..don’t think I’m all smart and stuff though..I don’t only read novels” you giggled as you put down the bag, he laughed softly, god that was your favourite sound and he moved closer to you “I would say you’re pretty smart..but you brought a stranger into your house..” he grinned and pinned you in the corner making you squeak “hahah..I—“ he cut you off when he hosted you up to nip and lick at your neck, groaning loudly, you flushed and closed your eyes, he grunted and licked your juggler before biting down into you, you squealed and looked at him with wide eyes “so fuckin good..” he groaned and bit your collar, you felt the skin break. You let out a tiny cry, kicking a bit at the feeling of his cold tongue lapping up your blood

“Fuck..I-I’m gonna touch you okay? I-is that okay?” You nodded, dispit the haze in your head “use your words baby..” he sounded almost..desperate

“Y-yes..please touch me..please..” he grunted and licked the side of your face, gaining a sweet whine from you while he laid you down on the couch, not wasting a moment as he pulled at your shirt, prying it off of you. He looked down at you for a moment before diving down, lapping at your nipples through your bra while a hand snaked behind you do undo the clasps, as soon as it was off he was already working on your pants, he’s desperate, he’s never been so needy with a girl before,, his eyes darkened when he got them off, looking at you in your cotton panties, he pushed up a bit so his face was right inbetween your pretty thighs, his fangs itched against his gums, he groaned as he manhandled you, licking at you through your panties as you squealed and pulled at his hair, earning soft sighs and whimpers when you did, he licked your inner thigh and bit down, groaning as he lapped up the blood that poured out from the wound, he kept licking at you until you left out a soft cry of his name, shaking as you came, against his nose “fuck..good girl” he mumbled making you whine more “oh you like that? You like when I call you a good girl?” You nodded desperately while he sat back up before he grabbed your jaw “y-yes..like it when you call me a good girl..” he grinned and slid a finger into your mouth, before a second, pulling them in and out, he groaned softly, muffling the sound of his belt while you drooled on his salty fingers, soon enough he pulled them out, making you look at him, he was naked, this was actually happening.. he pulled off your soiled panties pushed your legs up, grunting as his cock pressed against your pretty lil pussy, he gave you a second before he slid in, you whimpered and squirmed, wrapped your legs around him “that’s it..fuck I’m almost..I’m in okay?” You nodded, unable to speak as your head spinned, he started to move, not much but you could feel him in your throat “hmn..faster please..” he sighed and started to slam into you, making you squeal and cling onto him, bouncing on the couch, you drooled and clawed at his back. He grabbed your throat and held you down making you Yelp, he squeezed a bit and it felt so fucking good, you eyes refusing to stay open as you let out tiny moans, his hips hitting against yours roughly where sure to leave bruises, his balls hitting against your ass, strings of slick clinging onto them, he groaned “fuck..I’m gonna fill you up! Gonna make you a mama..you want that baby? Wanna be all nice and round f’ me?” He was almost manic at this point, you whining uncontrollably, squirming and clinging onto him “please..yes please please please..” you babbled, his cock raking against your walls making you go mindless, he got a bit rougher and started to rub your clit “c’mon pretty girl..cum on my cock and I’ll you up..” you nodded and held onto him tighter, kissing him roughly as you came, he followed not long after, screwing his eyes shut and whimpering your name, he thrusted a bit more before collapsing beside you, gathering you into his arms and pressing kisses to your head

Mr. Rose (Axl Rose)

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Mr. Rose

(Axl Rose x Reader)

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content, degrading

Word Count: 1,769

You were sitting at your desk practically drooling over your teacher Mr. Rose. He was wearing his all black suit today, complete with his golden glasses that simply sent a shiver down your spine. His hair swayed slightly as he walked about the classroom, handing back graded test papers. He caught you staring when he handed yours back. “See me after school. We need to talk about your grades.” He whispered into your ear, his deep voice sending a shot of heat through your body straight to your pussy. Was it wrong to think about your teacher this way? Yes. But to be fair, you were in your senior year of high school, and 18 was technically an adult. Not to mention Mr. Rose was a very young teacher, he was only 24. You flipped through your school book, eventually looking up to find Mr. Rose was eyeing you from his desk. You watched as his eyes traveled from your feet to your exposed thighs to your breasts, and then to your face. He made eye contact with you before getting flustered and rushing to find his book. Nerves built in you throughout the school day as you wondered what Mr. Rose needed you for. You were sure that he just wanted to find you a tutor, but something inside you had hope it was something else. You called your mother with the pay phone outside the school. “Mom? Hey yeah I’ll be home a little late today. Mr. Rose is helping me find a tutor.” She was fine with it and you went on your way to Mr. Rose’s room. You opened the door and sat at a desk in the front of the room. Mr. Rose was sitting at his desk, his feet were propped on it and he stared at you. He slowly walked up to you, his shoes clicking against the floor. When he made it to your desk he slammed your test onto the table, making you jump. “Do you know what this is, Y/N?” You looked up at him worried. “M-my test?” he scoffed and looked away. “Yes Y/N it is your test.” he said mockingly. “Do you know what this is?” he pointed to the red F circled on your paper. “My grade sir.” He nodded his head. “I will not tolerate F’s in my classroom Y/N. Are we clear?” You looked down at the ground, ashamed. “Yes sir.” you whispered. His face brightened, “Good.” You looked up at him. “Stand,” he commanded. You scooted out of your seat and stood. He walked slowly so that he was standing behind you. His fingers caressed your hair as he moved it behind your ear. “I found a paper that fell out of your pocket Y/N.” He pulled a small wrinkled paper out of his blazer pocket and unfolded it. “Mr. Rose looked extremely sexy today.” He whispered into your ear. His lips were so close to your body, so close to everything you had wanted for so long. “I know it’s wrong,” he continued. “But I wish he would touch me. I wish he would fuck me. Right there on his desk, so deep inside me that I forget my surroundings. I wish he would kiss me. So soft and slow that I could remember it days after it had happened.” His breath fanned over your neck, sending a shiver into your body. He chuckled and walked to the front of you so that you could see him. His face inched closer to yours, your lips merely centimeters apart. “Is that what you want Y/N? For me to give you what none of these high school boys can?” You couldn’t believe your ears. You nodded your head frantically, feeling your panties soak under your skirt. “I’ve been eyeing you in this uniform for months now.” Your uniform was standard for your school. A plaid red skirt, black knee high socks, black saddle shoes, a white button up shirt, a red tie, and a black blazer type coat. A few of the buttons at the top of your button up shirt were undone, exposing the slightest bit of your cleavage and your skirt was a bit short. “I’ve taken it off of you in my mind so many times before.” He whispered close to your ear, slowly beginning to kiss your neck. His kisses trailed all over your neck, biting and sucking it to leave marks of his territory. His hands found their way to your lower back, pulling you close to him as he walked the both of you over to his desk. Your breath was heavy as his kisses on your neck hit in just the right spot. His

desk was completely cleared other than a cup of pencils which he slid onto the floor with a loud thump. The back of your thighs hit the edge of the cold wooden desk, giving your legs goosebumps. His hands guided your body to lay on the desk and he walked over to the door. You watched as he locked the door and closed the small window on it. He stepped back over to the desk and sat his glasses to the side. His fingers slid gently down your legs as he removed your shoes and socks. “Take off your jacket.” he commanded you in a low tone. Your fingers fumbled towards the buttons of your jacket and undid them. You slipped the clothing off your arms and let it fall to the floor. Mr. Rose had now taken off his shoes and jacket as well, leaving him in his ‘formal’ jeans and black button up shirt. You loved that shirt on him. It accentuated his muscles perfectly. He licked his lips and eyed you evilly while unbuttoning each and every button of his shirt. “Now listen princess, I’m gonna give you instructions and you're going to follow them. You understand?” You shook your head yes quickly. You wanted to please him. “Speak baby.” You took a deep breath, overwhelmed by the whole situation. “I understand Mr. Rose.” He shook his head no. How have you done something wrong already? “You call me daddy baby.” His low pitched voice got to you. “Okay daddy.” You whispered breathlessly. “Good girl,” he said. His hands finished unbuttoning his shirt and it fell to the floor, exposing his abs and pecks. He had a nipple piercing. My god this man. “Stand up and bend over the desk.” His instructions were clear and simple and you were quick to follow them. You had bent yourself over his desk, your elbows were keeping you steady and your ass was on display. “Look at you, you little slut. So quick to follow daddy’s instructions.” he breathed out. His figure stood behind you, and his fingers started to explore your exposed heat. His fingers slipped your panties to the side, gliding his index finger between your folds. “God you’re so wet for daddy. I bet it barely took anything too. You’re so desperate for daddy’s touch aren’t you?” You squeezed your eyes shut as pleasure took over you, his finger rubbing your clit. Though, it stopped as soon as it had come. “I said, aren't you?” his voice was stern and sent vibrations through your body. “Y-yes daddy.” you muttered out. His fingers continued to rub you as he kissed and nipped at your neck. “How long have you wanted this Y/N?” You gulped roughly, “All year daddy.” you moaned. He chuckled devilishly. “You want daddy’s cock princess? You want me deep inside your little pussy like you wrote?” You nodded helplessly, the pleasure was too much and you couldn’t mutter a word, let alone a sentence. “I said to use your words you little slut.” he spat out at you. “Yes daddy.” you moaned loudly. He made a disappointed sound. “Tsk tsk tsk.” he said as he walked away from you, leaving you desperate for his touch and your release. “Lay back down.” you laid yourself on his desk and tried to pleasure yourself to get some form of release. He grabbed your wrist and looked you in the eye. “I won’t stand this behavior in my classroom.” He spoke. You nodded ‘okay’ and watched as he reached into his desk drawer, pulling out what looked to be a gag ball. “If you won’t behave for daddy I’m afraid I’ll have to punish you doll.” He climbed onto the desk, straddling you as he fastened the gag ball onto you. His fingers undid all of your buttons on your white t-shirt and pulled down your skirt until the only article of clothing remaining on your body was your tie. He messed with his belt as he undid his pants and took off his underwear, leaving him naked. You could feel the tip of his cock at your entrance and you stifled a moan. “You’ve been a very bad girl Y/N.” he groaned as he stuffed his cock into your pussy, filling you to the brim. As he began thrusting in and out of you he spoke dirty words into your ears, “You’re my little slut now you understand? My little play thing. God, you're so helpless. Just laying here, taking

daddy’s cock like the nasty little girl you are. I bet you like it when I call you names don’t you? You like it when I call you daddy’s little slut. You wanna be my little play toy huh?” Moans flooded your lips. You couldn’t contain it. Every word he spoke into your ear was like a sweet poison filled candy. Your back arched off the desk as he spoke to you. “I love your little moans. They show just how much you love daddy’s cock in you. I’m not going to tolerate your grade here Y/N. You’re such a bad girl. I bet you got that F on purpose didn’t you? You wanted daddy to punish you?” You nodded helplessly as your moans filled the room. “D-daddy,” your moan was muffled by the gag ball, but he could understand you. “What is it?” he asked. “I’m gonna c-cum.” He looked deep into your eyes. “Not yet baby girl. You’ve gotta wait for daddy.” His thrusts sped up as he reached his climax. “A-alright baby, cum for daddy.” He moaned. You both came at the same time, and he collapsed onto your chest, breathing heavily. He undid your gag ball and spit was leaking from your mouth. “T-Thank you daddy.” you said breathlessly. “I am going to be your tutor from now on.” he chuckled.

Author’s Note…Hey guys! I know I said I wasn’t going to be posting anymore and I would like to clarify I won’t be posting regularly. I wrote this imagine for a friend and I thought I might as well post it. I most likely will not be writing imagines specifically for tumblr. I’ve missed you guys!! Also I do not condone this type of behavior, it was simply for a fantasy type imagine and I don’t stand for it!! Also tell me what you think about this post if you could. I feel as if my writing has gotten a little better since last time I posted…anywho have a good day/night lovelies!! <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)

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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.”

˜”*°•.˜”*°• time skip •°*”˜.•°*”˜

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)

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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! :)

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 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. :)♥︎

I Love You Too...Popcorn

Steven Adler x Reader

Sad Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of drug and alcohol use

Word Count: 1,132

Y/N’s POV:

I sat down on my couch in front of the TV. Today was one of my only days off work, but Steven wanted to go out with the boys today, so I was home alone. I flipped through some channels on the TV before finding some show I had never seen before. I’ll give it a try. I opened the beer I had gotten out of the fridge and took a sip. Finally I can relax. Then I heard the phone ring.

“Ugh. What do you waaaant?” I muttered to myself. I walked over to the phone and picked it up. “Hello?” I probably sounded annoyed, but I was annoyed. “Hey Y/N? We’re gonna bring Stevie over okay? He uh had a little bit too much to drink.” Axl was on the other end. “Alright.” I hung up and walked back to the couch. Great. Now I get to deal with a drunk Steven. I rubbed my eyes and checked the time. It was already one in the morning. I sat on the couch again and waited for Axl and Steven to show up.

*time skip*

I heard a knocking on the door. I moped over to the door. The sight in front of me wasn’t surprising. Axl was trying desperately to keep Steven standing. I stepped out of the way and welcomed Axl in. Axl sat Steven down on the couch and I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my own home. I love Steven, I really do, but drunk Steven is no fun. Usually he completely ignores me and won’t let me help him. Axl scratched the back of his neck and looked at me. “I could help you get him to bed if you want.” Then I heard a car honking outside. The front door hadn’t been closed and I could hear everything from outside pretty clearly. “Axl come on!” I heard a female voice say. “Go on Ax. Someone’s waiting for you.” Axl laughed slightly and gave me a hug goodbye. “Thanks Y/N. If you need help with Steven though, tell me.” I nodded my head and Axl left. Steven was slumped over on one side of the couch. His hair was a mess and he looked awful. Why Steven? Why do you do this to yourself? I was now aware of the tears that were building in my eyes. “Why?” I vaguely whispered. I didn’t think it was possible for him to hear me. Steven sat up slightly and brushed some hair out of his face. “Y/N? Baby why are you crying?” His speech was slurred and now I could see his eyes, they were red and glossy. “You Steven. You’re why I’m crying.” I could feel a slight anger growing inside of me. He really thought this was ok? “M-me? What did I..what did I do?” He looked very confused. That’s when I decided that right now would not be the time to have this conversation. He probably wouldn’t remember it in the morning anyways. “Nothing Steven.” I shook my head and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water and some medicine for the morning. He would most definitely have a headache. I walked into our bedroom and sat the glass on his nightstand. When I walked into the living room Steven was laying on the floor and he was looking at his hands. “What are you doing honey?” Steven looked up at me and smiled. “Well I was thinking,” He pointed to his ring finger. “What if this finger had a ring on it?” I laughed a little bit and helped him to his feet. “Then you...well you would be married.” I smiled at him and I helped him walk to our bedroom. I handed him a new pair of boxers. “Alright Steven, do you think you can get ready for bed by yourself?” He laughed and looked at me “I’m not three Y/N. I can get ready for bed.” I shook my head, “You’re right. You’re not three, but you are drunk.” Steven shrugged his shoulders and got dressed. To my surprise, he didn’t have any trouble. I laid down in bed and Steven came to lay next to me. I looked him in the eyes and he smiled. “So if I had a ring on that finger, I would be married. But who would ever wanna marry me?” He sounded sarcastic, but I didn’t know what to say. “There are a lot of girls that want to marry you Steven. You’ll find one.” I turned around so my back was facing him.

Steven’s POV:

“There are a lot of girls that want to marry you Steven. You’ll find one.” Y/N turned around so her back was facing me. It was like I instantly sobered up. What did she mean “You'll find one?”. She was the only one for me. It felt as if my heart had been thrown into a pit of thorns. When I asked her the question I assumed she would say something cute like “Don’t you think you already have?”. What if she didn’t want to marry me? What if I just wasn’t enough for her? I could feel tears in my eyes thinking about it. I was nothing without Y/N. “Y/N? Are you ok?” I said in a quavering voice. Y/N turned around to face me again. I could see that she had been crying as well. “Why wouldn’t I be?” She smiled at me, but I could tell it was fake. “Please tell me what you meant by that.” I sat up in the bed and looked at her. She sat up and put a hand on my shoulder. “Meant by what?” I looked down. “By ‘I’ll find one’. I mean….I thought you were the one. I thought you wanted...to be the one.” I looked at Y/N and she was very obviously crying now. “I’m sorry Steven. I do want to be the one, but I just can’t have this happen anymore.” I hugged Y/N tightly and stroked her hair. “You can’t have what happen anymore baby? I’m sorry I don’t understand.” She looked up at me. “All the time Steven. Drugs, alcohol, I know you would never cheat but the other guys are surrounded by girls all the time, and sometimes I wonder if you-” I cut her off, “Don’t say what I think you are going to Y/N. I would never cheat on you. I’m...I’m sorry. Listen, I will do whatever it takes, ok? I love you Y/N.” Y/N looked up to me and pressed a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you too…” She then ruffled my hair as she said, “Popcorn.”

Hello!~Thank you for reading this imagine! I hope you liked it! Just letting y'all know, on Wattpad I have another book that is a Slash story and is multiple parts. Would you guys want me to post that here too? Like make a masterlist for it or something? I don't update it as much as I do this one, but I was just wondering. Have an amazing day, remember you are beautiful! :)♥︎

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐀𝐱𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞:

I Won’t Tell

Jealousy

It Was Just A Joke

Self Defense

Love You More

I Was Gonna Tell You

Mr. Rose

𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡:

In This Together

Damn Good Dance Moves

Need To Know By Friday

The Promise

𝐃𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐌𝐜𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐧:

Walk In The Park

Spin The Bottle

I Will Take Care Of You

The Phone Call

The Party

𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧:

Teach You Not To Mess With Me

Forget Him (Part One) (Part Two)

I Had The Right To Do That

Handcuffed

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐫:

A Better Match

My Brother’s Bandmate

I Love You Too…Popcorn

𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩:

The Moaning Contest

Need To Know By Friday (Slash)

Need To Know By Friday

Slash x Reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,172

Y/N’s POV:

Right...right...left. No. Right...left...right. Right? “I hate this fucking locker.” I whispered to myself. I was extremely stressed out. It was the end of the day on the last day of senior year. School didn’t stress me out. It was actually a person that stressed me out. Slash. Slash asked the question about a week ago, and I have been stressing ever since.

*flashback*

“Hey babe?” I was sitting in my bedroom with Slash. He was sitting on my bed and I was sitting at my desk writing an essay for school. “Yeah baby?” I asked. Slash came to stand next to me. I looked up at him and could tell he was nervous. He was avoiding eye contact and messing with his hair. “So I kinda had this uh...thing..to tell you.” He scratched the back of his neck and sat on the floor next to me. “Go ahead.” I said with a smile. Slash shyly smiled at me before looking back at the ground. “So you know high school is ending and everything and I have kinda decided to do something…,” He trailed off. “Yeah?” I dragged out the word. “I’m...I’m moving to LA Y/N.” He looked up at me and my face dropped. He was moving to LA? I felt my heart pounding in my chest and a lump formed in my throat. This is it. He is going to dump me. These last three years for nothing. He is moving to LA and leaving you behind. I pushed my thoughts to the back of my head and looked Slash in the eyes. “Well um…” I swallowed in an attempt at getting rid of the lump in my throat, but it didn’t work. “Good for you Slash. I wish you the best.” God I’m so stupid. I didn’t know what else to say. I turned away from Slash and tried to stop myself from crying. “Wh-what? Did you just...break up with me?” An obviously confused and hurt Slash asked. I turned back to him immediately. “I thought you just broke up with me.” Slash shook his head and stood up. He hugged me tightly and kissed the top of my head. “No...I would never do that. I kind of had a question to ask you.” I looked up at him and furrowed my eyebrows. “What?” I sniffled quietly. “Will you...uh...will you come with me?” I was taken back by his words. He wants me to come with him? What about my parents? What about college? What about a job? My eyes widened and I stood there. “I..uh..but what...I don’t know.” I let out a sigh and Slash loosened his grip on me. “I’m leaving Saturday. If you’re coming with me I’m gonna need to know by Friday. Listen, I love you so you don’t have to if you don’t want to, I just don’t know when we will see eachother again.” I could tell he was getting a bit emotional. I heard a car door shut outside. “I gotta go. I love you.” He whispered as he ran to the back door.

*end of flashback*

Today was the day I had to decide and I had no idea what to say. Usually Slash and I would walk home together, but today was different. He had to pack for LA and I had other things to do. I slammed my locker shut and ran down the hallway and out of the school. When I got home there was a note from my mother on the kitchen counter. “I will be home around seven. Don’t have anyone over. Especially Slash.” I huffed and crumpled the piece of paper. I didn’t understand why my parents hated Slash. They never even gave him a chance. The first time he met my parents went horribly. They made rude comments towards him and let’s just say I ended the night off crying in my room. They told me I wasn’t allowed to date him anymore, I didn’t listen. The past three years we have been dating secretly, until now. Now that I’m eighteen my parents can’t tell who not to date. They have known about us dating for awhile, but they still don’t accept it. They told me he ‘wasn’t the kind of guy I wanna end up with’. I fucking hated those words so much. Slash sneaked into my room most days. Other days I would tell my parents I was hanging out with a friend. It was the only way I could ever spend time with him. I walked into my bedroom and flopped onto my bed. Instantly tears started making their way to my eyes. I cried silently into my pillow for what seemed like forever until I heard a knock on my window. I looked up and Slash was sitting there waiting for me. I unlocked the window and let him in. “You could have used the back door.” I said as I tried to get rid of the evidence that I was crying. “I don’t know. The window seemed more appealing.” I laughed slightly. Slash’s grin soon left his face as he looked at me. “You’ve been crying.” I looked down and continued to wipe the tears from my eyes. “Why?” He hugged me and looked into my eyes. “Well being honest..I haven’t made a decision yet and I’m worried.” My voice was shaky from crying. “Y/N it’s ok. Let’s talk about it.” Slash sat down on the bed and pulled me onto his lap. “What’s the problem? What are you worried is gonna happen?” He wiped tears away from my eyes with his thumb. “It’s mostly my parents. They’ll hate me. Also...I don’t know just like...what about college? What about getting a job? There are just a lot of things that could go wrong.” Slash looked at me and smiled slightly. “As far as college goes there are options in LA. Jobs? They have plenty of job opportunities and if you don’t wanna go to college then there are still jobs. And your parents can’t tell you what to do anymore Y/N. I know you love them and everything but if there is something you really wanna do don’t let them stop you. Not just with this, but everything.” He put a lock of hair behind my ear and kissed my cheek. “I love you, you know that?” I hugged him tightly and he chuckled softly. “I love you too.” I looked into his eyes and that’s when I knew. I’m meant to be with him. I’d be crazy not to go with him. “I made my decision.” I said. He raised his eyebrows. “I’ll go with you Slash.” Slash’s face lit up and he hugged me tightly. “I’m so fucking happy you decided to go with me.” He whispered. I broke free of his hug and smiled at him. “Let’s pack your bags!” He said excitedly.

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I Will Take Care Of You (Duff McKagan)

I will take care of you

Duff McKagan x Reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,113

Y/N’s POV:

Ugh. I hated being sick. I sniffled quietly as I made my way to the bathroom. Even the floor below me was carpeted, it still squeaked and I cringed with each creak that came out of the floor. When I reached the bathroom I examined myself in the mirror. My face was pale and I had bags under my eyes. A sudden feeling of nausea took over my body and I clenched my stomach.

I rushed to the toilet and vomited. I feel absolutely disgusting. I thought as I wiped the vile substance from my mouth with a tissue. I threw my hair into a messy bun and walked downstairs to the kitchen. I made some tea for myself and sat on the couch. I’m freezing. I took the fluffy blanket off the back of the couch and draped it over myself. That’s when I heard Duff. “Y/N? Baby where are you?” He had just woken up and his voice was raspy. “Downstairs!” I tried yelling it loud enough for him to hear but it hurt my throat. I turned on the TV and it automatically went to the news channel. Who the hell watches the news? In reality? A lot of people, but the news isn’t for me. I flipped through the channels until I landed on MTV. That’s better. I relaxed on the couch and sipped my tea as I waited for Duff to come downstairs. Today was supposed to be the last day in the studio for Duff. They had been recording for an album recently and he informed me last night that today was the last day. When I heard footsteps I looked behind me to see Duff. He was standing there in jeans and socks, he hadn’t put on a shirt yet. “Have you seen my shirt around here anywhere?” I laughed slightly as Duff searched the living room for his shirt. “Which shirt baby? You have more than one ya know.” He furrowed his eyebrows before walking into another room. “Ya know it’s the one that…” His voice became quieter as he walked away. I didn’t hear a single word of his description. After a few minutes Duff walked back into the living room wearing the shirt he had been looking for. It was a black short-sleeve shirt and on it were the words “And on the 8th day God created Harley-Davidson”. “I like that shirt on you.” I was really just thinking aloud but Duff seemed amused. “You do? Guess I’ll have to wear it more often then.” He smiled sweetly at me. His sweet and luminous brown eyes were easy to get lost in. Duff sat next to me on the couch and sat his arm around my shoulders. I tried to scoot away without him noticing it much but that didn’t work. I didn’t wanna get him sick but I didn’t want him to know I’m sick. Duff worried too much about simple sicknesses and I knew he wouldn’t go to the studio if he knew about it. “What’s wrong? Why did you scoot away from me?” A look of concern and disappointment swirled in his eyes. “I’m sorry babe I just uh...I don’t feel like it right now?” The words sounded more like a question than I wanted. “Since when do you, Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, not want to cuddle?” My shoulders dropped. It was true, usually I was the one begging him to cuddle. “I just….I don’t know Duff.” I hugged him. I didn’t want to get him sick but I didn’t have the willpower to not hug him. Duff placed a small kiss on my forehead. “Y/N?” “Yes?” “Do you feel okay? You’re burning up. I think you’re sick.” I sighed and looked at the floor. Damn it Y/N. You’re so fucking bad at hiding things. “Yeah I...it’s not serious Duff. I’m sure I will be fine while you’re at the studio.” I smiled at him but he didn’t return it. “Studio? No fuckin’ way I’m going to the studio with you sick like this.” He hugged me tightly but I huffed. “Michael Andrew McKagan, you are not staying home just because I’m sick!” I didn’t yell, but my voice was stern. Duff’s eyes widened slightly. “Listen Y/N I’m not going. Nothing you say is going to change my mind.” Duff stood up and walked into the kitchen. I followed close behind. I watched as he picked up the phone and began dialing a number. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked. “I am calling Axl to tell him I won’t be in the studio today.” He stopped dialing and held the phone to his ear. “Duff, think reasonably please. Do you even know how upset Axl will probably get?” Duff held his hand up to me and tried to silence me. Ugh. “Hey yeah Ax? I’m not gonna be in the studio today…..something came up…..alright...yep...thanks bud bye.” And just like that he hung up the phone. “What did he say?” I was partially stunned that I couldn’t hear Axl screaming. “He sounded wasted anyways. He probably wouldn’t be able to sing today. He said

it’s fine.” I furrowed my brows but then shrugged my shoulders. I will never understand them. Especially Axl. I giggled slightly at my thoughts. I let out a small yelp when Duff picked me up. He carried me, bridal style, to our shared bedroom. “I’m sorry you’re sick honey.” Duff whispered as we made our way up the stairs. I laid on the bed and pulled the covers over my body. It felt nice to be in the warm bed. I closed my eyes and relaxed. A few minutes later I felt Duff’s arms wrap around me and pull me closer to him. My back was to him at the moment so I turned around to face him. I opened my eyes and looked into his. How did I get this lucky? To have Duff McKagan, the sweetest most amazing man, as my boyfriend? I would never understand. “I love you so much Duff.” I cuddled into him and gave him a small kiss on his cheek. “I love you to Y/N.” He looked into my eyes and kissed me softly. “I can’t believe you’re mine….you complete me you know that?” I looked into his eyes once more. I felt as if I had gotten instant butterflies hearing those words come out of his mouth. “Well that’s good because you complete me.” I closed my eyes and we drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.

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Forget Him *PART TWO* (Izzy Stradlin)

Forget Him Part One

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Sad Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of abuse and abusive relationship

Word Count: 935 Part 2 *This won’t make sense unless you read part one :)*

Y/N’s POV:

I looked over at Izzy. He had a concerned look on his face and I was still in shock at what had happened. Tears were pouring down my face and I couldn’t stop them. I sat on the couch and held my stomach. Izzy sat next to me and wiped a tear from my face. Then I heard a couple of the boys gasp quietly. “What the hell?” Axl whispered. I looked up at the boys in confusion.

“Y/N you uh..you have a black e-eye.” Duff muttered. A wave of realization flooded over me and I instantly felt sick. “Y/N are you ok?” Slash asked. I nodded my head and ran to the bathroom. I felt as if I would throw up. I felt almost ashamed of myself. Why did I feel like this? I did nothing wrong. I locked the door behind me and sat on the cold tile floor. Just as I began to calm down I heard a knock on the door. “Y/N? Can I come in? We don’t have to talk about it, I just wanna make sure you're ok.” It was Izzy. I nodded my head even though he couldn’t see. I unlocked the door and he opened it slowly. “There you are. It’s alright ok? He isn’t gonna bother you anymore.” Izzy sat next to me and took me into his arms. I felt calm in his embrace. The warmth of his body soothed me along with his heartbeat. “Iz-” He cut me off. “Listen Y/N, if it’s gonna make you feel better to talk about it then go right ahead, but if you don’t want to you don’t have to.” He stroked my hair softly. “It’s okay Iz I wanna talk about it.” I broke free of his embrace and looked into his beautiful brown eyes. “Just….why? Why was he acting like that?” He said breathlessly. “It’s a long story Iz so I’m gonna tell you the basics.” He nodded his head, “Ok.” I looked down at the floor made of small white tiles. “He wanted to have sex with me but...I told him I wasn’t ready and he got mad. Some nights I had to say I would call the police just to get him to leave. Eventually he started hitting me because of it and threatening to do worse if I told someone. I was scared Iz...I didn’t wanna make anything worse than it already was.” I was starting to cry again and Izzy hugged me tightly. “I’m so sorry that happened to you Y/N. I promise it will never happen again. I don’t want you seeing him anymore. He isn’t safe and I’m sorry but I don’t think he is gonna change.” He whispered. I nodded my head and looked at him. “Is that why you have a black eye?” Izzy asked. “Oh uh yeah.” I said sheepishly. “That’s awful.”

Izzy’s POV:

“That’s awful.” I said and looked at my shoes. I’m gonna beat this guy’s ass. I couldn’t help but feel horrible about the entire thing. I grabbed a tissue off of the counter and wiped Y/N’s tears. “Let’s go tell the guys you're alright.” I helped Y/N to her feet and we walked out the door. The guys were sitting in the living room whispering about what had just happened. “I’m um..ok guys.” Y/N said. “Did that douche bag do that to you?!” Axl yelled and stood up. “Ax take it easy” Steven said. “Steven, how am I supposed to ‘take this easy’ ? Y/N got beat up by that jerk and now he is gone.” I gave Axl the ‘Don’t talk about it’ look and he sat down. The night continued on as they usually did. The boys argued over stupid shit and Y/N and I sat in the corner of the room and talked. I looked at Y/N and took in her features. To me, she looked like she could outshine even the brightest of stars. Not only was her beauty immaculate, but her personality was like something I had never seen before. She made me a different person. My typically unamused face now brightened with joy. I heard people say that everyone has a purpose in life, and I never believed that until I met her. Y/N. She was my purpose in life. “Y/N...I have to tell you this and I’m sorry if it ruins our friendship but I think you need to know.” I said calmly even though my heart was racing. She looked at me and smiled. Oh how that smile killed me. “I love you. I really, truly love you.” My palms were becoming sweaty and my heart felt as if it would jump out of my chest. “I love you too Izzy.” She smiled and before I could respond, she pressed a kiss to my lips. I was surprised at first, but I happily obliged. When we pulled away from the kiss I looked over to see all of the guys staring at us. “So….I will be the first to ask,” Duff started. “Are you guys together now?” I felt my cheeks redden and I looked over at Y/N. She looked at me, smiled, and turned her head to Duff. “Yes.” The smile on my face probably looked extremely dumb, but I didn’t care. This masterpiece of a person was mine.

Hello!~I know this is shorter than most of my other ones but I felt like it needed to end here. Also, this probably wasn’t my best writing so I just wanted to say sorry about that. I am always trying to improve! Thanks for reading! Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :)♥︎

Forget Him *PART ONE* (Izzy Stradlin)

Forget Him Part Two

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Sad fluff (not really much fluff in this part)

WARNINGS: profanities, abusive relationship, physical abuse, mental abuse

Word Count: 1,758

PART ONE

Y/N’s POV:

I was sitting in the living room of Izzy’s apartment, hanging out with the boys. And my boyfriend, Greg. If I was being honest I hated hanging out with greg. He made me uncomfortable constantly. In the beginning of our relationship he was really sweet. He spent time with me on the weekends, told me how important I was to him, and sometimes spoiled me a bit. Material things don’t mean a lot to me but I still thought it was kind of him. At first he really was the perfect boyfriend. Then it all went downhill.

I still remember the first night that started it all.

~flashback~

Greg and I were sitting in my apartment watching tv and cuddling when he started kissing my neck. I didn’t think much about it because we had made out before and he did that sometimes when we made out, but this time was different. He trailed his hand up my leg and started tugging at my pants in an effort to take them off. I stopped him and he looked at me confused. “Greg I’m sorry I uh...I’m a virgin and I...I don’t think I’m ready.” Greg huffed and looked at me. “Are you serious right now? After all I do for you and you’re gonna say ‘I’m not ready’?” He said it in a taunting voice. That was the first time I ever felt unsafe around Greg. “Greg I’m sorry I just don’t want to do that right now.” I said and stood up, moving away from him slightly. “Fuck you Y/N! Come here right now.” He literally chased me around my apartment until I threatened him with a police call. “Gregory Connar Philips I will call the police on you!” I yelled at him. His eyes widened and he looked worried. “Fine.” He slumped onto my couch and I couldn’t believe what had just happened. “I think it’s best you leave.” I whispered. He stood up and walked over to the door. After grabbing his jacket off the coat rack he opened the door and began to walk out. Right when I thought I was safe he turned to me and whisper-yelled, “If you tell anyone about this you will regret it. I will find out Y/N. I’m not stupid, unlike you.” And with that he slammed the door in my face. I couldn’t sleep that night. I wanted to die. I cried the entire night and contemplated what he said.

*End of flashback*

The next few weeks weren’t any different. Greg would come over to my house and the only way I got him to leave was by threatening him with the police. It was true I wasn’t ready. As long as I was with Greg, I never would be. I always loved my best friend Izzy. He was one for me. I was too scared to ask Izzy if he felt the same, and he never made a move. So eventually I met Greg and I liked him so I settled for him. I shouldn’t have done that though. Greg never layed a finger on me thankfully. Of course that changed though, two weeks ago actually.

~flashback~

“Greg please stop yelling at me!” I yelled. I had sat on the couch crying for the past two hours. Greg had been yelling and cussing at me about not wanting to have sex with him. I fucking hated Greg at this point. All the love I had ever felt for him, if any, was gone. Then it happened. Greg lifted his right arm and I looked up at him. He wouldn’t hit me, right? Well I was wrong. His hand came down at an extremely fast speed and hit me in the face. My face was stinging and tears were now running down my face at an immensely fast pace. I looked up at Greg and he smiled devilishly. “Don’t fucking yell at me little girl.” He spat. He pointed his finger in my face and walked into another part of the house. I wasn’t at my house so I decided I would leave. I walked to the door and opened it, but Greg shut it. “You’re not going anywhere. We don’t need you telling anyone about this do we?” I didn’t answer. I just looked at him shocked. “Do we?” He yelled. I shook my head no. After that I stayed at his house for the night. I slept on the couch that night.

*End of flashback*

After that I think Greg felt more comfortable with hitting me because he did it often. The worst so far was the black eye that I had currently. I didn’t want the boys to see it so I covered it up with makeup. I wanted to tell the boys about what Greg did but I was scared. Greg draped his arm around my shoulders and I shifted uncomfortably. Izzy and Slash were sitting on a couch opposite of me and Greg. I felt Greg’s hot breath on my ear and I shuttered. “You look very good tonight doll. What do you say we ditch these guys and go have some fun?” He whispered. He was seriously doing this in front of people?! “I’m alright. Thanks though.” I said loudly enough so the boys could hear. Greg gave me a death glare and I suddenly knew I had messed up. How bad would the punishment be this time? Izzy looked at me and raised his eyebrows. I shot him a small smile and looked down. Greg put his hand on my knee. Here we go again.

Izzy’s POV:

I looked over at Y/N as she shifted uncoftably. Greg whispered something in her ear and she declined it politely. I saw the look Greg gave her afterward and it made me think. What could he have said to her? I looked at her and raised my eyebrows, but she just smiled and looked down. I shrugged it off and continued to joke around with the guys.

*Time Skip*

It had been an hour since the Greg incident happened. I thought that was the end of it but then it happened again. And again. And again. I was starting to get upset with Greg. He was a complete asshole whenever I talked to him and Y/N seemed to be uncomfortable around him. As much as I didn’t wanna admit it I loved Y/N. We had been best friends for a while and I had developed feelings for her. I never had the guts to ask her out though. Then she found Greg and I had no chance. Greg wasn’t like me at all. He was some rich momma’s boy that played golf on the weekends. I was some weird ass rocker that played with their band on the weekends. I had watched Y/N become more uncomfortable by the minute over the past hour and I was done with it. I walked into the kitchen to find Axl and Duff. “Hey guys can I ask you something?” I whispered. “Ya just did dipshit but sure, give it a shot.” Duff spoke. “Have you guys noticed anything off about Y/N? Like, doesn’t she seem uncomfortable around Greg?” Axl and Duff both shot glances at Y/N and Greg. “Nah man. I think they’re fine.” Axl said. I leaned on the counter and sighed. “Alright.” I whispered. I watched Greg and Y/N for the next little while. It sounds creepy, but I wanted to make sure she was ok. I decided to sit in the chair next to them. I acted like I wasn’t paying attention, but I was snooping. I knew it was wrong to listen to their conversation, but I couldn’t help it. “Y/N you’re going to sleep with me tonight.” Greg whispered. What the hell is he talking about? “Greg, I told you I’m not ready for that. Please don’t do this in front of people. I don’t want it to get out of hand.” She pleaded. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. As much as my heart was hurting hearing the conversation I continued to listen. “Y/N I’m done with your bullshit. Tonight is the night or you will regret it.” His hand formed a fist in his lap and she frowned. “Can we please just talk about-” He cut her off. “No. No more talking Y/N!” His voice was now loud enough for everyone to hear. The boys turned their heads towards the couple and Y/N looked around. Greg’s eyes, however, stayed on Y/N the entire time. A single tear escaped her eye and coursed down her cheek. Greg stood up and looked down at Y/N. “Greg, please don’t do this right now please!” She choked out. It was obvious she was about to start crying and I had to do something. I looked at all the boys and they looked at me. “Hey Greg take a seat buddy. We can figure this out whatever it is.” Slash said in a hushed voice. “Shut up mop head.” Greg said and grabbed Y/N’s arm. “You are going to wish you didn’t do this Y/N.” He began dragging her down the hallway and Axl chased after. “Hey man I’m sorry but you can’t go back there we are uh..remodeling.” Axl stood in the hallway in front of Y/N and Greg to block their way. I could hear Y/N crying as Greg dragged her back down the hallway to the living room. “Greg, please stop! You’re hurting my arm.” She squealed. I walked over to Greg and looked him in the face. I wasn’t about to let him hurt Y/N. “Greg I don’t know what your problem is but you need to calm down.” He looked at me and smiled evily. What the hell was with this guy? “Tell the worthless piece of shit to make me happy and maybe I would calm down Mr. Stradlin.” He said perfectly calmly. This guy has issues. “Don’t talk about Y/N that way!” Duff stepped in. Greg tried to grab Y/N but I stopped him. “You need to leave Greg.” “Fine. Come on Y/N we’re going home.” He motioned for Y/N to go with him but I stopped her from going. “No Greg. Just you. Out now before I call the police.” Greg flipped me off and walked out of the house, slamming the door behind him.

Hello!~This is my first two part imagine! I know this was really sad but I promise it will get better. Just make sure to read the second part! Thanks for reading btw. I have an instagram where I post edits I do of the boys so if you want to check it out i will put the name of it below. Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :)♥︎

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Jealousy (Axl Rose)

Jealousy

Axl Rose x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 1,583

Y/N’s POV:

I was sitting on the bench in the skatepark watching Izzy. He landed a flip and I cheered him on. “Woo hoo!! Go Izzy!” I said jokingly. Axl was sitting next to me and I could tell he was aggravated. “Axl what’s wrong?” He opened his mouth to answer but Izzy walked up and began to speak. “Hey Y/N you wanna go get ice cream or something?” I smiled at him and thought about his offer. I did love ice cream. “Sure Iz. Let’s go.” I stood up to walk away but Izzy looked behind us. “Hey Axl you wanna join us?” Axl stood up and looked at us. “Me? Oh no I wouldn’t wanna disturb you two. Go ahead. Have fun.” He said sarcastically. Oh no. He was upset.

Izzy shrugged his shoulders and began walking. “Hey Iz I’ll catch up with you in a minute.” Izzy nodded and continued to walk. I walked up to Axl and put a hand on his shoulder. “Axl baby what’s wrong?” He looked at me with disgust. “What’s wrong? Oh y’know nothing just that my best friend is going on a date with my girlfriend y’know...Oh! And did I mention they planned it in front of me? And she said yes to him? Yeah I know right? Completely understandable.” The sarcasm in his voice was painfully obvious. “Axl it’s not a date.” I said, trying to be calm. How could he think it’s a date? Izzy and I have been friends for years now and I didn’t understand how Axl could think we were anything but that. “Not a date? Ya right Y/N. ya know what? I’m done. I’m done dealing with your bullshit all the time. If you wanted to fuck Izzy you could habe just told me to leave!” Now he was yelling and it kind of scared me. Axl yells all the time but usually it’s at his band mates. Not me. “Axl please calm down. I don’t feel like that about Izzy. Never have and never will. Shit y’know what? I won’t talk to him anymore if you don’t want me to.” I tried to hold his hand but he jerked it away. “Yeah I’m sure you will Y/N. Get the fuck away from me and stay away. Forever.” He walked away cursing under his breath. Forever? He wanted me out of his life forever. Tears flowed down my face like a waterfall. Why was I so stupid? Izzy sat down next to me but I didn’t mind looking at him. “Y/N are you okay? What happened?” His brows were furrowed and he looked concerned. “H-he l-left m-me Iz” I sobbed. Izzy rubbed my back comfortingly. “Y/N I know Axl. Trust me he won’t be able to go a day without you. I can drop you off at your apartment if you want.” I looked up at Izzy and smiled. He had always been there for me like a true friend. “yeah..Thanks Iz.” I walked to his car and he drove me to the apartment Axl and I shared. The ride was silent except for my faint sniffles every so often. When we arrived at the apartment building I stayed in the car a few minutes before finally working up the courage to go. I slowly made my way to the elevator of the apartment building as I felt my heartbeat quikening. Axl just told me not that long ago he never wanted to see me again yet here I am about to go see him. When I finally arrived at the apartment I struggled with my keys before finally being able to open the door. To the right side of me on the ground was a lamp. It appeared to be destroyed. I loved that lamp. My eyes continued to search the room until I saw Axl. He was sitting in the corner of the room with his hands buried in his face. He had no clue I came in and he was mumbling things to himself. I listened for a moment to hear what he was saying. “You’re such a fucken screw up Axl. Everything in my life that is good I fucken mess up. There is no way Y/N will want me back now.”

Axl’s POV:

After arguing with Y/N at the park I decided to go home. How could she want to spend time with Izzy when she had me? When I said it like that I realized how stupid I sounded. Izzy was Y/N’s best friend and I have no right to tell her she can’t be friends with him. God damnit. I made a mistake..a big mistake. I walked into my apartment and shoved the lamp that was next to me. It fell onto the floor and shattered. I’ll replace it. I walked through the living room and kicked as many things as I possibly could. My back ran into the wall in the corner of the room and I slid down it. I took my face in my hands and began to cry. I hated crying but this was necessary. I just told Y/N, the most important person in my life, to leave and never come back. I mumbled to myself, “You’re such a fucken screw up Axl. Everything in my life that is good I fucken mess up. There is no way Y/N will want me back now.” Then I heard Y/N’s voice. “Yes I do Axl. I want you back.” I looked up and saw Y/N. Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was red and blotchy. She had been crying. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. “A-Axl I’m so so sorry. I sh-shouldn’t have b-been h-hanging out with I-Izzy as much as I h-have b-been.” She cried into my chest. Now I felt like complete shit. I was the one in the wrong and somehow she was sorry? I didn’t deserve the amount of love she gave me. “No no no Y/N please listen to me. It is not your fault at all ok? I am the one that should be apologozing okay? You and Izzy have a good friendship and I should have been understanding of that. I’m so, so sorry.” I kissed the top of her head and held her tightly. “It’s ok Ax. I just wanna enjoy the rest of the night ok? No more drama shit.” She said quietly. I laughed slightly, “Of course honey.”

Narrator’s POV:

“Let me make it up to you baby.” Axl whispered to Y/N. She nodded her head and Axl led her to their bedroom. Axl closed the door behind them and locked it. Axl slowly walked towards Y/N. She was now sitting on the bed. “I’m gonna make you feel so good sweetheart. You deserve it for putting up with my shit.” Axl whispered and connected his lips with Y/N’s. Their tongues fought for dominance, but Axl won. Axl began making a trail of kisses down her neck. He then slowly removed her shirt with ease. Then came her skirt. She usually doesn't wear skirts but today she felt like it. Axl slipped it off of Y/N and threw it to the other side of the room. He kissed her neck again and eventually began leaving kisses on her shoulder. He used his teeth to slide her bra strap down her shoulder and kissed the bare skin. He reached a hand behind her to unclasp Y/N’s bra and let it join the pile of clothing on the floor. He took her right breast in his mouth and the other in his hand. A soft moan escaped her lips as he moved to Y/N’s other breast. She was now very aware of the wetness in between her legs. Axl slowly kissed down her stomach. He left a soft kiss on her clothed vulva. “Axl please stop teasing!” she begged. He chuckled lowly and nodded his head, “Alright princess.” He removed her panites and sat them with her skirt and other clothing. His mouth took over her heated opening and he began sucking her off. “Axl!...Oh god.”She moaned. She continued to gasp and moan as he sucked on her engorged clit. Y/N pulled lightly on Axl’s beautiful red hair. “Axl I-I need you in me” She whined. He freed himself of his jeans and t-shirt and crawled on top of her. He lined his hard cock with her entrence and slammed mercilessly into her. SheI moaned his name loudly with each rough thrust. “Your so fucking tight Y/N” he groaned. “Baby I’m….I’m so close.” Y/N moaned. The pleasure was too much to handle. “Not yet baby..just hold on a little bit longer” Axl said in a hushed voice. All it took was a few more thrusts when Axl felt his high coming. His thrusts started to get sloppy and he looked Y/N in the eyes. “Cum for me baby.” He whispered and they both released their cum at the same time. They whispered various cuss words as they reached down from their highs. He pulled out of Y/N and collapsed next to her on the bed. Axl pulled Y/N to his chest and cuddled her. He played with her hair before she whispered “I love you Axl.” “I love you to Y/N”

Hello!~This was definitely probably the most smut story I have written so far lol. I hope you enjoyed it! Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎

My Brother's Bandmate (Steven Adler)

My Brother’s Bandmate

Steven x Reader

(sad?) fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, toxic relationship

Word Count: 1,986

Y/N’s POV:

“Axl I’m sorry but I do not want to meet your asshole friends!” I yelled at Axl. Axl was a good brother, but he could be so annoying. He told me he wanted to hang out today. Just the two of us. Then when I got to his apartment he was like “Hey why don’t you meet my friends? They are at a diner down the street.” I told him no but he dragged me along anyways. We were walking along the cold, hard concrete of the sidewalk in Los Angeles. “They aren’t assholes Y/N. Just give them a chance.” He opened the door to an old looking diner and walked in.

I followed. Not that I wanted to, but he kind of dragged me along. When we got in the door he turned to me with a now serious look on his face. “Ok listen Y/N I know you have a boyfriend and all but if I leave you alone with these guys they might try to fuck you.” My eyes widened and I punched him on the shoulder. “Are you fucking serious Axl?! Forget it, I'm out of here.” I went to walk out of the diner but Axl grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “Don’t leave Y/N. All I’m saying is stay with me nearby ok?” I nodded my head and we began to walk towards a booth. There were four guys crammed into a booth in the corner of the diner. One had black, curly hair that covered his eyes. Another had black hair that wasn’t curly and a button down shirt. One of them was so tall I was a bit shocked. He had blonde hair and sunglasses. Lastly, another blonde. His smile was extremely large and child-like. Axl walked over to the booth and greeted the men while I stood behind him, a bit scared. Sure Nikki Sixx was my boyfriend, but I never really hung out with his band so this was all new for me. I saw the blondie with a big smile staring at me and I blushed. He then spoke up, “So uh Ax, you gonna introduce us?” he pointed at me. Axl turned around and looked at me. “Oh! Yeah. Guys this is Y/N. Y/N these are Slash, Izzy, Duff, and Steven.” he pointed to each of them as he said their name. I waved hello at the boys and they all smiled. Except for Steven. Steven waved back. After a few minutes I sat down and listened to Axl talk to the boys. Steven looked at me when he noticed my quietness. “Well...I’m Steven..the uh..drummer!” He said proudly. I smiled at his childeshness and laughed slightly as well. “Well it is nice to meet you Steven….the drummer.” He laughed a little and also blushed. Steven and I talked for the next hour or so. He told me about how he became the band's drummer and I told him about how I wanted to travel the world someday. We talked about our life goals a little bit too. Axl cleared his throat and I hadn’t noticed that Steven and I were the only ones talking still. “Y/N the guys gotta go so come on.” He waved me over to the door of the diner, but Steven stopped me before I could go any further. He pulled me down so his mouth was near my ear and whispered to me. “Call me sometime...this was great.” He handed me a folded up piece of paper and let go of me. I felt my cheeks become extremely red and heated. I felt guilty as I walked towards the door. Damn Steven is sexy. Wait what? No no no I have a boyfriend. I had to admit I didn’t feel like Nikki cared much about me, and if I was being honest the feelings I had for him went away within a week. I felt bad not telling Nikki I didn’t want to be with him, but I would tell him tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. It was always tomorrow. Axl and I walked out of the diner and onto the sidewalk. The moon was out now and the roads were dark. “What the hell was that?” Axl asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “What?” I looked towards him. He rolled his eyes and continued to talk. “With you and Steven? You guys were talking the entire time and I saw the way you looked at eachother.” He raised an eyebrow. “Oh my god Axl it was nothing. Why can’t I talk to the opposite gender of our species without you acting like I’m trying to get into their pants?” I said. “Listen Y/N all I’m saying is you haven’t looked at Nikki like that in ages.” He said in a hushed voice. “I don’t wanna talk about it Ax.” I said as we reached Nikki’s apartment. Axl was obviously assuming we were going to my apartment because when I stopped at the front door Axl huffed. “You’re staying with the bozo tonight?” Axl wasn’t much of a fan of Nikki, but he dealt with it for me. “Yes I am staying at Nikki’s house Axl.” I gave him a small hug before heading in the door. “Babe I’m home!” I yelled as I took off my heels. I didn’t get a response so I walked upstairs. I could hear faint voices in the background. They slowly got louder as I inched my way up the stairs. Eventually I could make out the owner of the

voice. Nikki. He was talking to someone. Tommy. “I don’t know Tommy. What am I supposed to do with her? I was just using her until I could find someone I really loved.” My heart shattered into a million pieces as I realized Nikki was talking about me. “Well why did you do it in the first place man? Like use her like that? We have groupies you didn’t need to have a relationship just to fuck someone.” Tommy was trying to be reasonable I guess. “I don’t know Tommy! I saw you with Heather and I just wanted something like that ya know?” I felt a tear trickle down my cheek as I silently sobbed into my hands. I lifted my head when I heard the door to the bedroom open. I looked up to see Nikki staring down at me “Y/N? What are you doing here? Why didn’t you tell me you were home? Why are you crying? Oh. Wait. No no no Y/N it’s not what it sounds like.” He kneeled down and tried to hold me but I stood up and ran down the stairs. “Y/N stop! I care about you baby. I promise I didn’t mean anything I said.” He followed me down the stairs, trying desperately to stop me from leaving. “Forget it Nikki!” I yelled. We were now face to face and he looked kind of shocked. “We both know this wouldn’t work. We don’t love eachother.” I looked down as I quietly whispered the words. “What do you mean we? Don’t you love me Y/N?” I looked up at him and scoffed. “Goodbye Nikki,” before I shut the door behind me I yelled into the house. “Also...no you asshole!” I ran away from the house until I reached a bench on the side of the road. My eyes were no longer filled with tears. Instead they were filled with hatred. Towards Nikki and myself. How could I think he loved me? Stupid fucking idiot. I needed to talk to someone. I walked to the corner of the sidewalk and standing there was a payphone. I called Axl, but he didn’t answer. I called three of my friends. No answer. Just when I was about to give up all hope I remembered the small piece of paper in my pocket. I hesitantly dialed Steven’s number. I had just met this guy and now I was gonna call him with break up problems. Good going Y/N. “Hello?” Steven’s voice on the other end sounded precious. “Hey uh Steven. How um..how are you?” My voice was strained from the crying I had done previously. “Hey Y/N! Are you okay? You sound like you are crying.” I could hear the concern in his voice. “Uh yeah Steven I uh..well you see...ugh.” I quietly sobbed into the phone. “Hey hey it’s ok. Here I’m gonna meet you okay? Where are you?” I told him where to find me and he instantly knew. “Alright I will be there in just a minute okay?” He hung up the phone and I sank to the ground. I held my knees to my chest as I cried on the sidewalk. I heard footsteps around me but I didn’t bother with checking who they belonged to. “Y/N. What’s wrong? Come on honey, stand up.” Steven lifted my arm and helped me to my feet. I buried my face in his chest and cried. He stroked my hair lightly as he whispered in my ear. “Sh it’s ok..sh.” I loosened my grip on him and walked to a nearby bench to sit. “Steven he...he l-left m-me.” I cried a little more before drying my tears. “Oh my gosh Y/N I’m so sorry….he is such an asshole.” I laughed a little. “What’s so funny?” Steven smiled slightly. “Steven...you don’t even know who he is.” I laughed once more and this time Steven joined in. He swept a piece of hair behind my ear and caressed my cheek. “Darling I don’t need to know who he is..if he leaves you he is automatically an asshole.” I laughed a bit more and smiled at him. He truly was perfect. His beautiful blue eyes and his simply stunning smile. I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Love. I felt like I loved Steven. I knew it was absolutely crazy considering I had met him hours ago, but I couldn’t deny the feelings I had. Steven leaned in and our faces were now mere inches from eachother. I could feel his breath fanning over my lips and I couldn’t lie the urge I had to kiss him at that very moment was extremely strong. Steven closed the gap between us though. I was shocked at first, but I responded by kissing him back.

The kiss wasn’t extremely heated, but it had so much meaning. Steven broke away from the kiss and his ocean-like blue eyes stared directly into mine. “Y/N..this might be too soon but….I love you.” He had a hopeful sparkle in his eyes. “I love you too Steven. So damn much.” I kissed him again. This time it was more passionate and lasted longer. Sadly air is something needed to live so we had to break away from each other. “I don’t know where I’m supposed to go now.” I sighed. “What do you mean?” Steven wrapped an arm around my shoulder. “I was gonna stay at my boyfriend’s house tonight. I mean I have an apartment, but Axl will be there with the rest of the band and I don’t really feel like telling Axl about the whole break up thing anymore.” I rambled on and Steven tilted my head upwards. “You could always stay at my place y’know.” He smirked slyly at me and pecked my lips. “I would love that.” I said and teasingly kissed him before breaking away and beginning to walk down the sidewalk. “Uh..Y/N?” Steven called from behind me. “Yes?” I turned to face him. He smiled at me before pointing in the other direction. “My place is this way.” We both laughed and walked to his apartment hand in hand.

Hello! Thanks for reading this imagine! Just a quick disclaimer...this wasn’t intended as hate towards Nikki Sixx or something. I just felt like I needed to say that in case anyone thought it was. Have a good day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎

Damn Good Dance Moves (Slash)

Damn Good Dance Moves

Slash x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual interaction (18+)

Word Count: 1,312

Y/N’s POV:

The moon’s soft, pale light shone through the window. The night was young yet I felt it had gone on forever. Saul told me he would be out with the boys tonight and I agreed. He promised he wouldn’t get high or drunk because he didn’t wanna have a hangover tomorrow. He promised tomorrow we would go out together, just the two of us. I walked over to the window and opened the blind slightly to expose more of the moon.

It was a beautiful orb, glowing in the sky. I turned a little lever on my window, unlocking it. I then opened the window just enough to let the stuffy air out and let the fresh night breeze in. I turned from my window and searched the room for my small bookcase. You couldn’t call it a bookcase really. It was just a small table with a place underneath that I liked to put my books and records. On top of the ‘bookcase’ was a record player. I loved that record player. Slash had bought it for me on my birthday a little over a year ago. I shrugged and picked up my Appetite For Destruction record. I turned on the record player and placed the record on the turntable. I then placed the needle on the record accordingly. I stepped away and waited for a second before I heard the beginning of “Sweet Child O’ Mine”. I walked into the kitchen and could still hear the record. The house had a pretty open concept so there weren’t a bunch of walls blocking the sound. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked back into the living room where the music would be louder. I listened intently as Axl began to sing. “She’s got a smile that it seems to me…” I hummed with the music as I sat on the couch. I sat the beer down on the coffee table and shut my eyes. I relaxed listening to the music and letting my atmosphere be as calm as possible. Well as calm as possible while having Axl Rose screaming in the background.

*time skip*

A cold breeze caressed my arm and made me shudder. I opened my eyes slightly and noticed the room was completely dark. I sat up and stretched. A yawn escaped my lips as I checked the clock. Two fucking AM. I rubbed my eyes and switched on the lamp next to me. The record was still playing. Now “It’s So Easy” was being belted out of the speaker. I stood up and began walking towards the kitchen, but I stopped in my tracks. I began to move my hips as I got into the song. I was humming but now it was singing. I was now singing and dancing around the entire living room. Somewhere along the way I found a hair brush and naturally it became my microphone.

“Yeah it's so easy, easy

When everybody's tryin' to please me

So easy

But nothin' seems to please me”

I sang alone with the record at the top of my lungs. I stepped onto the coffee table and began to make motions with my hands emphasizing the words. I must not have heard the door open over the music.

Slash’s POV:

I was in the car with Duff listening to music. “So..you gonna go hang out with Y/N then right?” Duff looked at me then back to the road. “Nah man she’s probably already asleep. What time is it anyways?” I rubbed my face grogily. “Oh uh..two twenty ni- two thiry.” My head shot up in surprise. “Shit I hope Y/N isn’t mad.” Duff looked at me once again. “Chill man you told her you were gonna be out with the guys tonight so calm down.” He was right. I did tell Y/N I was gonna be out with the guys, but I still felt bad. “Y/N gets lonely easy man. What if she is at home right now...waiting for me….alone.” Duff looked at me and rolled his eyes. “Y’know Slash you would think you would want her to be alone wouldn’t you? Who the fuck would she be with?” He laughed slightly. “I don’t know man, I just feel bad for her being there all alone like that. She told me once dude..” I trailed off. “For fuck’s sake Slash what did she tell you?!” He acted frustrated but I could tell he was interested. “She said she gets sad when she is lonely and if I’m the reason she is sad, man...that breaks my heart.” We pulled into the driveway of my house and Duff rolled his eyes. “I’m sure she is fine man. You think too much about shit.” I laughed and waved Duff goodbye. I walked to the door and noticed the light inside of the house was on. What was Y/N doing up at two thirty in the morning? I put my key into the lock and turned. I slowly opened the door and saw Y/N standing on the coffee table swaying her hips and singing into a hair brush. I leaned against the door frame and watched the sight before me. She was a masterpiece. I couldn’t lie, it turned me on seeing her like that. Swaying her hips and all. She pointed at me and I assumed she knew I was there, but she was just pointing in a random direction.

Y/N’s POV:

“I see you standin there” I sang along to the music and finally opened my eyes. There Slash was. Standing in the doorway watching me with a smirk on his face. A blush made it’s way onto my cheeks and I stepped off the coffee table. I walked to the record player and took the needle off. I then turned the record player off and of course the room was dead silent. I turned around and walked to Slash slowly. “Uh..how much of that did you see?” I asked nervously. Slash bent down and whispered into my ear, “Every. Single. Bit.” I felt a shiver down my spine. His voice was deep and sexy. He closed the door that was open and left me standing there. Slash turned around and inched his way closer to me. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me into a hug. He nestled his face into my neck and I wrapped my arms around his. He left a trail of kisses down my neck and collarbone. He pinned me against the wall and I could feel his hard on resting against my thigh. He kissed me passionately before I pulled away and sank to my knees. I slowly unzipped his jeans and slid them down, along with his boxers. I gave him a quick glance before carefully taking him in my mouth. I slowly began to bob my head. I heard a string of curses spill from Slash’s lips as I continued. Slash entangled his hands in my hair and helped me to set a steady pace. My throat relaxed allowing me to take him in more. Slash moaned and tugged on my hair ever so slightly. “Fucking shit princess..I’m so fucking close.” I hummed a bit and heard Slash groan. I swallowed what was in my mouth and the rest I licked off. I stood back up and looked Slash in the eyes. His brown orbs felt like they stared into my soul. And I didn’t mind it. He kissed me passionately and whispered in my ear. “I love you Y/N.” I pulled away and looked at him. “I love you too baby.” I moved some curls from his face. “And also..” He looked down and chuckled. “Yeah?” I asked hesitantly. “You got some pretty damn good dance moves.”

Hello!~So this is my second smut imagine and I don’t know how to feel. Lol. I enjoy writing them but I feel kinda bad posting them cuz I think they are shit. Anyways...thank you for reading this imagine! Have a good day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎

Spin The Bottle (Duff McKagan)

Spin The Bottle

Duff McKagan x Reader

fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of sexual interaction

Word Count: 1,837

Duff’s POV:

I sat down in the living room with my bottle of vodka. Izzy was on a chair in the corner of the room doing something with his guitar. Slash was in the kitchen looking for another bottle of Jack Daniels. Axl was laying on top of the coffee table in the middle of the room singing Sweet Child O’ Mine really badly due to his drunk state. I looked around for Steven but couldn’t find him anywhere. I turned my head when I heard a door slam open. It was the bathroom door and who walked out made my blood boil.

Steven and Y/N walked out giggling like stupid schoolgirls the entire way. The rest of the boys must have noticed as well because Slash started laughing and applauding. I secretly had liked Y/N for a long time and seeing her with Steven didn’t make me very happy. He knew I liked her. Not by choice, but he knew. I told Axl about my ‘crush’ (his words not mine) and he told the rest of the band. So much for keeping his mouth shut. I was staring daggers into Steven when Y/N finally spoke up. “Oh whatever shut up guys!” she yelled, mostly at Slash who was still applauding. “We literally didn’t do anything.” She walked over and sat on the couch next to me. Axl stopped singing and looked at her. “Oh yeah I’m sure you didn’t doll.” he smirked evily and layed back down on the coffee table. Y/N scoffed in disgust. I couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit. She glared at me. “Not funny Duff.” she turned her head away from me. “Guys come on give Y/N a break! Nothing happened.” Steven yelled from the kitchen. Izzy now looked up from his guitar and began to speak. “Hey Stevie!” he yelled through the house. Izzy wasn’t drunk, surprisingly. He had just been drinking seven up. Steven walked into the living room and raised his eyebrow at Izzy. “Your fly is down buddy.” Izzy started laughing. Steven immediately checked to see if his fly was down. It wasn’t. “Oh my God! Haha Slash he actually checked!” everyone began hysterically laughing. Except for me. I leaned over to Y/N and whispered in her ear. Only loud enough for her to hear. “What happened?” she looked at me in surprise. “You really think I would fuck Steven? That innocent human?” she gestured towards Steven who was now blushing in embarrassment. I chuckled slightly. “No sir. We were having a contest to see who could down more shots in a minute.” she laughed at herself. “In the bathroom?” I looked at her confused. “Why the hell not McKagan? Live a little.” she patted me on the shoulder and walked into the kitchen. Damn she was hot.

Y/N’s POV:

I walked into the kitchen and saw Slash rummaging in a cabinet. I was about to ask him what he was doing, but he shouted “ah ha!” and I began laughing. “Whatcha find?” Slash looked at me and presented his bottle of Jack Daniels. I nodded my head and leaned on the counter. “So did you...ya know?” He made an awkward gesture with his hands. “Fuck Steven? No. Why does everyone think that.” I shook my head and he laughed. “Damn this is boring.” he said, taking a swig of Jack Daniels. I tried to think of something to do but nothing came to mind. Then I had it. A brilliant idea. I dragged Slash into the living room by his jacket and he yelped slightly, making me laugh. “Alright boys! Time to do something fun.” Axl sat up on the coffee table and groaned. “Whatever the hell it is you think is fun...I m’lady will not.” he put his hand to his chest when he said ‘I’. I rolled my eyes and sat down on the floor next to him. “Guess you’re just gonna have to deal with that.” I laughed slightly. Now I had all the boys' attention and I was ready to tell them my idea. If I was being honest I had always wanted to do this since I saw it on Full House. That sounded way more stupid than I thought it would. “Hm” I hummed and looked around the room for a bottle. I looked at Duff who was taking his last sip of vodka and smiled.

Duff’s POV:

I took the last sip of vodka from my bottle. Damn I loved that shit. I looked over and saw Y/N staring at me with a smile on her face. I knew that smile. She had a plan going on in her head and somehow, someway, I was involved. “What are you staring at?” I said almost uncomfortably. She didn’t say anything, just grabbed the vodka bottle out of my hand. I stuck my tongue out at her, “Joke on you Y/N it’s empty.” She looked back at me and smiled. “Jokes on you Duff I know.” I laughed and scooted onto the floor. Now everyone was seated around the coffee table and waiting to hear Y/N’s idea. She sat the bottle in the middle of the coffee table and stood up. “Alright guys we are playing spin the bottle.” I mentally face palmed. Was she serious right now? Everyone started laughing. Axl had to wipe a tear from his eyes. He was laughing so hard. “Y/N what are you in middle school?” He said causing Y/N to slap him lightly on the head. “Shut up ginger.” she mumbled. Izzy rolled his eyes and looked at Y/N. “Y/N honey that’s a very nice idea but uh if you can’t tell most of us here are uh..how do I say this...dudes?” He said partially sarcastically. “No duh Izzy that’s what makes it fun!” she stated. Everyone stopped laughing. Slash looked at Y/N with a dead serious face. “You expect me to kiss...that?” he pointed to Axl before pretending to puke his guts out. “Shut up assholes and play the game.” Y/N yelled. She was obviously aggravated. I couldn’t lie, she was pretty cute when she was angry. “Fine.” Axl muttered. Y/N smiled brightly and pointed to me. I felt nervous all of a sudden. What did she want? “Uh..yeah?” I darted my eyes around the room. “Who do you think should go first?” she gestured to the rest of the guys. I smirked slightly and my eyes shot straight at Axl. Y/N walked over to Axl and studied him. She was acting like a fuckin car sales men or something. “Ah yes..very nice choice Mr?” she looked at me. “What the fuck?” I said while laughing. “Mr. What the fuck. Very nice name. Suits you.” she smiled at me innocently even though her words said otherwise. I flipped her off jokingly and Axl butted in. “Are you two gonna stop flirting now?” He smirked at me and winked. What an asshole. “Whatever Mr. FucksEveryGirlHeSees.” Y/N said making everyone laugh except for Axl. “Im spinning the fucking bottle.” Axl said, obviously annoyed by Y/N’s comment. The bottle in the middle of the table spun until it slowed and slowed and eventually stopped.

Y/N’s POV:

The bottle in the middle of the table stopped and landed on me. Shit. I didn’t wanna kiss Axl. I was expecting the chances of one of the boys getting me would be slim, but I was sadly mistaken. I looked up at Axl who had an evil smirk on his face. “What do you have to say now sweetheart?” I rolled my eyes. “Ew.” I said while looking him straight in the eyes. “Well I’m so sorry I’m not Duff but you’re the one that wanted to play this stupid game in the first place.” I froze. I had told Steven about me liking Duff, but that didn’t last long. Steven told Slash and Slash told Axl. Izzy found out somewhere along the road but I don’t know when. I looked to Duff who now had a surprised look on his face. I was so embarrassed. I felt my breathing quicken as well as my heart rate. I couldn’t stay there anymore. I felt like I wanted to be swallowed by the earth. Just something to get me out of that situation. I felt a tear trickle down my face and I ran. I ran to the bathroom, slammed the door and locked it. My back slid down the smooth, cold bathroom door. I could hear the guys outside since they were so loud. “Way to go you stupid fucker!” Izzy yelled at Axl. “I didn’t know she would be that upset!” Axl yelled back. “Alright Rose you either go in there and fix what you have done or I will.” Slash added. Then I heard footsteps getting louder, closer, then they stopped. I heard Duff’s voice faintly. “Axl stop. She is upset at you and I don’t think you’re gonna help this by talking to her. Why don’t I go alright?” Duff was my best friend and he knew how to cheer me up, but this was about him. He can’t help me with something when he is the problem. He isn’t the problem. My stupid ass nervousness is the problem. I heard a knock on the door. “Y/N? Please open the door. It’s Duff.” I slid my hand up the door and unlocked it. Duff slowly opened it and walked in, shutting the door behind him. “Hey. What’s wrong.” He looked me in the eyes. I wanted to tell him what the problem was, but I was too scared of the response I might get. Why did I care so much anyways? Because I loved him. That’s why. Stupid love. So complicated. Without thinking I blurted out the answer “I love you Duff.” I buried my face in my hands. “I love you too.” I heard him whisper faintly. “You...you do?” I looked up at him. He was so beautiful. His blond hair fell on his shoulders perfectly. His eyes were like a forest, don’t be careful you could get lost in them easily. “Yes Y/N. I have loved you for so long and hearing you say that you love me too is probably the best thing that could ever happen to me.” He took me into his arms and hugged me tightly. I heard rumbling and looked up at Duff. “What the fu-” I put my finger to his mouth, shushing him. “Axl you need to tell her sorry.” Steven’s voice whispered. “Fine.” Axl whispered back. The door cracked open slightly and Axl’s head peeked in. “Are y’all like..” Axl trailed off. I looked at Duff and he nodded at me. “Yes Axl.” I said quietly. “Oh thank fucking god. Ya hear that boys? They're finally together!” he yelled to the rest of the band.

Hello! ~Thanks for reading this imagine! Hope you liked it. Also I know there were more POV changes in this so hope you don’t mind. Have a good day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎

Teach You Not To Mess With Me (Izzy Stradlin)

Teach You Not To Mess With Me

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 880 (kinda short I guess, sry)

Y/N’s POV:

I was singing my heart out as the hot water poured over me. “Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty!” I yelled using the shampoo bottle as a microphone. I turned the water off and grabbed my towel. I wrapped it around my body and looked in the mirror. It was steamy from the hot water of my shower. I opened the bathroom door slightly. The cool air rushed into the bathroom making me cold. I wasn’t singing now, but I was whistling. I walked to the end of the hallway before I stopped to admire the sight in front of me.

Izzy was sitting on our light tan couch in the living room. He had an acoustic guitar in his lap and he was strumming it lightly. He looked angelic sitting there. I smiled to myself. How did I get this lucky? To have Izzy fuckin Stradlin as my boyfriend? I guess Izzy noticed my presence because he looked up at me. His eyes scanned my figure before he smiled. “Hello beautiful.” he sat his guitar aside and stood up. He began walking towards me. I blushed slightly at his nickname. He stopped a short way in front of me. He placed his hands on my waist and looked me in the eyes. “I love you so much. You know that right?” His expression became serious when he asked me. “Yes Izzy. And I love you very much too. You dork.” He smiled slightly as did I. He hugged me, burying his face in the crook of my neck. “Iz.” No response. “Izzy?” still no response. “Jeffrey Dean Isbell.” I whisper-yelled. He looked up at me with wide eyes which made me laugh. “I have to get dressed.” I motioned towards the bedroom, where my clothes were. “No you don’t” he smirked deviously. I rolled my eyes playfully. “Yeah ok sure.” I said sarcastically. I started to make my way towards the bedroom, but Izzy came up behind me. He hugged me from behind. “Izzy!” I yelled. Not in a mad way of course. I tried to break free from his grip, but it didn’t work. Of course. “Come on honey I know you don’t wanna go to work.” he began to leave a trail of kisses down my neck. “Izzy...I..I have to.” As much as I would have loved to stay in that moment I had to go to work. I knew that. Now I was determined to do one thing and one thing only. Get to work without being distracted by Izzy. I walked into the bedroom and Izzy followed. He sat on the bed as I got some clothing from the closet. I could feel his eyes on me as I went through the hangers on the rack. Once I had chosen an outfit I turned around. I sat my things on the bed and looked up at him. “Oh don’t mind me.” He said as he threw his hands in the air. It was like he was surrendering. I nodded my head and began to change. First were my bra and underwear, then my shirt, then my- hold on. I heard something coming from Izzy’s direction. I shook my head, thinking I was just hearing things. Then I heard it again. It was a moan? I looked up to see Izzy. Pleasuring himself. I cleared my throat. “Uhm..Izzy? What are you doing baby?” He looked up at me and smirked. “Well you don’t want me anymore so…” I could tell he was teasing me. I bit my lip. I decided to mess with him a little bit. “Oh..ok Iz. Have fun.” and with that I grabbed my clothing and walked out the door. It wasn’t even sixty seconds later that Izzy came rushing out of the bedroom. I turned around to see Izzy. The look on his face was like nothing I had ever seen before. I smiled innocently at him as I zipped my pants the rest of the way. “What the hell was that Y/N?!” He said, partially frustrated. “Oh whatsoever do you mean?” I made it clear that I knew. “Oh ok. You're gonna get it now Y/N.” I squealed as he chased me around the couch. Of course he eventually caught me. He pushed me against the wall and began kissing me passionately. I moaned into the kiss. He looked up at me and raised his eyebrow. He began leaving kisses down my neck and collarbone. He began to undress me and I did the same to him. Within a few minutes we were both completely naked. To my surprise Izzy thrusted into me with no warning. I moaned loudly as he continued to kiss and nip at my neck. I couldn’t say anything. I had nothing to say honestly. The room was filled with the moaning of Izzy’s name. I was extremely close to my climax when Izzy pulled out. My eyes shot open and went wide. “Izzy? What the hell?!” He looked me in the eye and smirked. “Maybe that will teach you not to mess with me..Sweetheart.” He pressed a light kiss to my lips and walked away.

Hello!~Ok you guys this was my first smut and I know I suck at writing them so sorry if it’s absolute trash. Also I know it’s kinda short I guess so wanted to say sorry about that. I know I might not have gotten Izzy’s personality completely correct, I’m trying. Thank you for reading this imagine though!! I really appreciate it! Have a good day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎