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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

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

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Self Defense

Axl Rose x (sister!) reader

Fluff/sad??

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

Word Count:1,329

Requested by: @foxinaforestofstars

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

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

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

Axl’s POV:

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

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

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

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The Moaning Contest

Group x Reader / Duff McKagan x Reader

Smut/Sad???

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content, alcohol use

Word Count:1,633

Requested by: @mckaganjams

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

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

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Axl’s POV:

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

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

Handcuffed (Izzy Stradlin)

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

Handcuffed

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 1,225

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

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

The Party (Duff McKagan)

The Party

Duff McKagan x Reader

Smut

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

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

Requested by: @mckaganjams

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

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

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

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

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

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎- 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 {𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬}

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

~part one~ ~part two~

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

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

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

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

The Phone Call (Duff McKagan)

The Phone Call

Duff McKagan x Reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,500+

Duff’s POV:

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

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

*time skip*

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

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

I Had The Right To Do That (Izzy Stradlin)

I Had The Right To Do That

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 1,134

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

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

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

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎 - 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 {𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬} *𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓*

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

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖓𝖊

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

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖔

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

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

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

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! :)♥︎

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.

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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! :) ♥︎

I Won't Tell (Axl Rose)

I Won’t Tell

Axl Rose x Reader

Fluff, Angst??

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,597

Y/N’s POV:

The sun’s bright rays shone down on me through the window. I opened my eyes slightly and looked at my alarm clock. 8:30 AM. Fuck. Izzy would be picking me up at 9:00 to meet his band. Instantly I threw the covers off of my body and sat up on the bed. The cold air rushed over my legs giving me goosebumps. I put on my fuzzy black slippers and trudged into the bathroom across the hall. There were hygiene products all over the white marble counter. I was putting the finishing touches on my makeup when I heard the doorbell ring. I dropped my makeup brush on the counter and rushed to the door.

I turned the golden doorknob and opened the door to see Izzy. His lanky figure stood before me. He was wearing black jeans and a purple button up shirt. The first few buttons were undone and he had cowboy boots. “Hey Y/N! You ready?” I looked down at myself and then back at him with a questioning look. “Iz?” “Yeah?” “I’m still in my pajamas,” he laughed slightly. “Oh right. Haha” I rolled my eyes and walked back into the bathroom. Izzy closed the door and sat on my couch in the living room. I picked up the makeup on the counter and brushed my teeth. On the way to my bedroom I saw Izzy in my kitchen. “Izzy!” I yelled through the house. “What?!” He yelled back. “No beer! You have to drive a car, remember!” I could hear the annoyance in his voice when he responded. “Fine.” I laughed to myself before looking at the outfits I had to choose from. My eyes landed on a skirt. I never wore skirts unless it was a special occasion. I would always complain that my jeans were more comfortable. I had never met any of the boys in the band except for Izzy and I wanted to make a good impression. I took the skirt out of my dresser and sat it on my bed. It was black with small white flowers on it and it dropped to about five inches above my knees. I looked in my closet and found a white crop top. This would match nicely. I got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. Izzy’s eyes widened when he saw me. “What- I mean why um” he cleared his throat, “why are you uh wearing that Y/N?” I smiled at his shock. “Just wanted to make a good first impression.” I said as I headed towards the door of my apartment. Izzy followed me out the door and to his car. “Yeah good first impression my ass Y/N. Listen I have one rule ok just one rule.” He opened the driver’s side door and hopped in the car. I got into the passenger's seat and the car started. “Ok Iz. What?” I buckled my seatbelt and we started down the road. “You are not allowed to have any romantic shit with any of these assholes you understand?” He took his eyes off the road for a moment to look me in the eyes. “Ugh. Fine Izzy whatever the hell you want.” I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. Izzy knew I was joking but I couldn’t lie. It might be nice to be in a relationship. Izzy turned the radio up and we listened to various rock bands on the way there. The car stopped when we reached a small house. “Alright well this is it.” He said as he pulled the keys out of the car. “Whose house did you say this was again?” I said looking at the house out of my window. “Oh uh Axl’s. Come on, let's go inside.” He stepped out of the car and waited for me to follow. When we got to the porch of the house Izzy knocked on the large black door. When the door opened there was a man standing there. He was tall. Extremely tall. He had blonde hair and a bottle of vodka in his hand. “Izzy!” He cheered as he pulled Izzy into a ‘bro hug’. “Who is the chick?” My eyes widened slightly at the nickname. What had I gotten myself into. “Duff this is Y/N. Y/N this is Duff.” Izzy smiled widely as I shook hands with the tall blonde apparently known as ‘Duff’. I muttered a “hello” to the man as Izzy led me past him and into the house. In the living room was a couch and a coffee table. On the couch sat another blonde, not as tall as the first one though. He grinned widely at me and waved like a little child. I giggled slightly at his friendliness. Next to him on the couch was another man. He had a mop of dark curls on his head and was downing a bottle of Jack Daniels. Izzy told me to socialize and walked into the living room joining the other two. I on the other hand felt quite uncomfortable being there and decided to wander about. I walked into the kitchen and picked up a partially empty beer bottle. Hopefully this is just beer. I took a swig of the liquid and yes. Thankfully it was just beer. I wandered the house a little bit more, and stumbled upon an empty bedroom. Inside were the traditional things. A bed, nightstand, dresser, but one thing drew my attention. In the corner of the room, next to a window, was a desk. I

walked up to the desk and observed the papers laying on top. There was paper after paper of writings. When I looked closer I realized something. They were song lyrics. I read the lyrics and was taken back by how good they were. I was about to pick up one of the papers when I heard a voice from behind me. “What are you doing in here?” The voice wasn’t mad or upset, just curious. I shakily turned around to see a man with long red hair. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of green, and his smile was astonishing. “I- uh..I’m sorry I was just leaving.” I tried to scurry out of the room but the man stopped me. “Hey it’s ok you don’t need to be nervous.” He touched my shoulders lightly and looked into my eyes. “I’m Axl by the way.” He now reached his hand out for me to shake. I took his hand in mine and looked into his eyes. “Y/N” I said. A smile creeped onto his face as he looked behind me. “So you were reading my lyrics huh?” He chuckled airily. “Your lyrics?” He walked to the desk and picked up a piece of paper. “Yeah I wrote 'em a little while ago.” He looked down at the paper. “They’re lovely.” I said, now standing next to him. His eyes met mine and I got goosebumps. “Thanks sweetheart.” I felt a blush creeping onto my cheeks from the nickname. He looked up and laughed slightly. “You like the nickname huh?” I looked down almost ashamed. “Hey it’s alright you don’t have to be embarrassed” he said. He used his finger to lift my chin. I looked into his eyes and melted. He was so beautiful. I usually didn’t call men beautiful but he was. His face inched closer to mine and I could feel my heart beating at an extreme rate in my chest. He stopped when his face was just an inch away from mine. “Axl?” I said. He was staring at my lips when he answered. “Yes?” He had lowered his voice and it felt intoxicating. “We… we can’t do this.” I said and backed away from him. He looked at me with sad eyes. “Why? I thought you...I thought you felt the same.” He furrowed his brow. I did feel the same. I really did. But what about Izzy’s rule? I wasn’t allowed to be romantic with any of the members of the band. “I do Axl.” I hugged him. He hugged me tightly and sat his chin on my head. “Then why? Why can’t we be together?” I looked up at him. “Izzy said I’m not allowed to be with any of you.” Axl nodded his head. “Y/N trust me Izzy will get over it and besides you're a grown woman! You don’t have to listen to what Izzy says.” His green eyes darted between my Y/E/C ones. There were no words to describe how much I wanted to kiss the man in front of me. He was perfect. A perfect example of..well..perfect. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I pressed my lips to his lightly. Axl was shocked at first but then began to kiss me. The kiss was soft and slow, but so full of desire. He slid his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance which I happily obliged. Our tongues fought for dominance, but of course he won. He continued to kiss me, but my heart seemed to jump out of my chest when I heard the door behind me open. I broke away from Axl and turned to look and see who it was. Standing there in the doorway was a curly haired man with a top hat. Axl began to speak, “Slash plea-” but slash cut him off. “Don’t worry Ax...I won’t tell Izzy.” The man smirked devilishly and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

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A Better Match (Steven Adler)

A Better Match

Steven Adler x Reader

Fluff

WARNING: profanities, mentions of cheating

Word Count: 1312

Steven’s POV:

I was sitting on the couch in the hell house, hanging out with the band and Y/N. Y/N was Axl’s girlfriend. They had been together for about a month now and every second of it seemed to kill me a little more. She sat on a chair across the room in his lap. She was so beautiful. I always loved Y/N. I was friends with her before she began dating Axl. In fact I was the one that introduced them to each other. I remember the day like it was yesterday. I was in the studio and decided to bring Y/N along. I was supposed to take her out that night. We were going to see a movie. I planned on telling her how I felt that night. All it took was for me to leave her alone with Axl while I went to the bathroom and already she had new plans. Plans with him.

I didn’t hear from her until a week afterward and they were already dating. It all happened so fast that I barely had time to comprehend everything that had happened. So now here I was. Watching the love of my life love someone else. I loved everything about Y/N. The way her eyes sparkled when she talked about something she loved. Or the way she laughed. Her laugh was so angelic. It was perfect. She was perfect. I was caught off guard when Axl cleared his throat. Shit. They caught me staring. Shit shit shit. I looked away. “Steven? You ok?” It was Y/N. She was so caring. She had a concerned look on her face. Axl on the other hand was looking at me like he wanted to murder me. “Oh uh yeah Y/N sorry I was just um...thinking about….uh…..some song lyrics.” I scratched the back of my neck nervously. She smiled at me calmly and nodded her head. “Alright Stevie boy. What were your song lyrics?” It was Axl. “Forgot em Ax.” I said shortly and walked out of the room. No warning. No nothing. I just walked out of the room. I couldn’t handle it anymore. Axl made me so angry sometimes I just wanted to punch him in his pretty boy frontman face. Y/N deserved so much more than him. I wanted to tell her so badly that Axl cheated on her. But Axl made that near impossible. Axl always kept her by his side unless he was at the bar with the guys and I. I once heard him telling Slash that he kept her around for when he felt like having a ‘quick fuck’. It made me sick. Whenever he was out at bars or clubs he would find some chick and fuck her. He cheated on Y/N constantly. I could feel the anger rising inside of me as I thought about it. I walked out the door of the hell house and onto the sidewalk. My back slid down the wall until I was sitting on the sidewalk. I have to tell her.

Y/N’s POV:

I sat on Axl’s lap. Steven had walked out of the room and I was concerned. Steven was so special to me. He was there for me when no one else was. Even Axl. I looked to the red head below me. In one hand he held a bottle of beer, and in the other a cigarette. I got off Axl’s lap and began to walk towards the door of the hell house. “Where the hell are you going?” Axl yelled after me. I turned around to face him. “I’m just gonna go check and make sure Steven’s ok.” I said smiling at him. “Why do you give a fuck about Steven?” He threw his hands up. “Axl calm down man, just let her check on him.” It was Izzy. Axl glared at Izzy and turned around, walking back towards the chair he was sitting on. I could hear him mumbling “little fucker” as I walked out of the hell house. I looked to my right and saw Steven. He was sitting on the ground with his knees to his chest and his face in his hands. He looked pitiful. I felt my heart crumble at the sight of him like this. I didn’t understand why I felt this way. I knew Steven was just a friend. Sure I liked him before meeting Axl. But he never made a move and I was too scared to so when Axl came along I was happy. But why was I happy? I had thought about it for a while recently. I wasn’t happy that I had Axl. I was happy I wasn’t alone. But as I had learned that doesn’t last long. Recently I was really regretting saying yes to dating Axl. I knew it wasn’t right to have feelings for Steven and date Axl but it was too late now. The damage was done. Slowly I walked up to Steven and placed my hand on his shoulder. “Steven? Are you ok?” I sat down next to him on the sidewalk. He looked up at me and I could see the sadness in his eyes. That was something I didn’t see often. Usually Steven was the most joyful, happy person I had ever seen. He radiated happiness. Now though, the happiness that was once there, in those same eyes, was gone. The brightness of joy had been stolen and was nowhere to be seen. “Y/N I have to tell you something and I know it’s going to hurt you. But….I..I have to tell you.” His voice was raspy as if he had been crying. “Well um ok Steven. Tell me.” I tried to smile even though I was very concerned. “Y/N..Axl cheated on you...multiple times. He told slash...well...he told slash he kept you for a quick fuck. I’m really sorry Y/N I truly am, but I couldn’t handle seeing him do this.I’m gonna kick his ass.” A tear trickled down his beautiful face. “He...thank you Steven.” I hugged him. I felt tears welling in my eyes. He hugged me tightly as if he wouldn’t let go. I knew he wouldn’t let go. “Y/N?” I looked up into his eyes. They were the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. “Yes Steven?” I knew what I wanted to hear him say, but he wasn’t going to say it. “I have wanted to tell you for a long time, but I just couldn’t. I..I love you Y/N. I know you don’t feel the same and it kills me. I hope we can still be friends though because you not being in my life would kill me even more.” That was it. He said it. He loved me. “Steven you don’t know how long I have wanted to hear you say that.” I smiled slightly. His face lit up a bit as he furrowed his brow and looked at me shocked. “What?” He said breathlessly. “I love you Steven.” Before he could react I connected my lips with his. It was a soft kiss but had so much meaning behind it. I had waited so long for this moment and here I was. I pulled away and looked at him. His blue eyes were brighter than any sky I had ever seen. They were mesmerizing and I could have stayed in that same spot for my entire life if I could have. “Y/N..will you...be my girlfriend?” He looked at the ground. “After I break up with Axl. Yes.” I smiled and he laughed slightly. “By the way...I’m still gonna kick his ass.” We laughed in unison before heading into the hell house to tell the rest of the boys the news.

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In This Together (Slash)

In This Together

Slash x Reader

Fluff (Possibly sad fluff?)

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,358

Slash’s POV:

I was in my bedroom sitting on the floor next to the nightstand. I looked at the picture frame next to me. Inside the frame was a picture of my old band and I. Picking up the picture frame I thought of the memories with the band. I really thought I made it big when I found them. I thought we had something special. That all changed when the bassist of the band left. Slowly it became too much to handle and they kicked me out. I had joined Guns N’ Roses about a year ago now and I knew they weren’t going to leave me like the others did...right? Suddenly a wave of realization washed over me. What if they did leave? What would I do?

I didn’t have anything planned if that did happen. I could feel my heart beat rapidly in my chest. My breathing became unsteady and I felt sick. I dropped the picture frame and glass went everywhere. “Shit.” I muttered to myself. Ok ok calm down. The guys would never leave me, and if they did I still had Y/N. Y/N. She was so beautiful. I loved her so much. The love I had for this human was so indescribable. I felt that without her I would be nothing. I snapped out of my daze when a sharp piece of glass poked my leg. I looked down and remembered why I had thought of Y/N in the first place. She wouldn’t leave me right? I felt as if the room was closing in on me and I needed to get out. Had to get out. I stood up and walked over the glass. I slung open the door and ran downstairs. My cowboy boots clicked on the stairs with each step I took. Once I was downstairs I grabbed my leather jacket and headed out the door. The cold night breeze caressed my cheek as I stepped onto the sidewalk. I took deep breaths and thought to myself for another moment. What if Y/N did leave me? I felt a tear trickle down my cheek at the thought of her leaving. If I stayed away from her and didn’t bother or burden her she wouldn’t leave me. I walked down the sidewalk with that thought in mind.

Y/N’s POV:

Today seemed like it lasted forever. I got off work early, but I had to babysit my younger cousin Y/C/N. My feet were killing me from wearing heels all day and I was ready to relax. I was excited to get the night alone with Slash and be able to just relax. We would probably watch movies and cuddle. That’s what we usually did on nights like these. I put my house key into the lock of my apartment door and turned it. When I stepped into the house it was unpleasantly quiet. “Slash! I’m home!” I yelled into the concerningly quiet house. I hung my jacket on the coat rack and sat my purse on the coffee table. No answer. “Slash?” I yelled again. Still no answer. I made my way up the stairs yelling the entire way up. “Slash? Saul? Baby? Is this some kind of joke? Saul?” I made it to the top of the stairs and noticed something out of the corner of my eye. The door to our bedroom was cracked open slightly. I walked into the room expecting to find Slash, but to my surprise he was nowhere to be found. I looked to the ground when I heard a crunching sound. I was stepping on glass. There was a broken picture frame and glass everywhere. What happened here? I sat on the bed and tried to process what had happened. Had he gotten mad? Was he drunk? So many thoughts wandered my brain as I tried to make sense of the situation. I looked to my nightstand and picked up the phone sitting on top. I dialed Axl’s number and waited for him to pick up. I twirled the coiled telephone wire around my finger as I waited. Axl’s husky voice boomed through the speaker. “Hello?” He seemed to be out of breath. Probably with a girl. “Hey Axl...Um have you seen Saul? He said he would be home tonight but he’s not.” I said in a quavering voice. Axl sighed before answering, “No Y/N I’m sorry. He might be out getting dinner or something. Just wait a bit. If he doesn’t show up, call me again and I’ll help.” His voice was clearer now and his breathing was back to normal. “Ok. Thank you Axl. Goodnight.” I put the telephone down and started pacing the room. Why wouldn’t he tell me if he was getting dinner? I paced the room thinking for what seemed like forever. I looked down at my watch. It had been three hours since I talked to Axl and I was starting to worry. I picked the phone up once more and dialed Axl’s number. After the fifth ring I gave up. I put the phone back on the hook and walked downstairs. Guess I would be doing this alone. I grabbed my jacket and car keys before walking out the door. I felt tears prick my eyes as I walked towards my car. What if he was leaving me? I tried to put those thoughts aside as I sat in the driver’s seat of my car. I started the engine and the radio came on. I turned it down. I didn’t feel like listening to music right now. I drove to all of Slash’s favorite places looking for him. Multiple bars and diners he went to often. I couldn’t find him anywhere. I was parked in front of a diner looking out the window when I saw a shadowy figure standing at the edge of the sidewalk. As he emerged from the darkness I noticed the figure was someone I knew. It was Slash. Immediately I got out of the car and ran to him. I hugged him tightly as tears fell down my face. He was shocked at first but hugged back after a few seconds. “You scared the shit out of me you bastard.” I mumbled into his chest. He let out a small chuckle and then sighed. I looked up to see his expression. His face was dimly lit from the street lights and his brown eyes sparkled. As I took in his features I noticed the expression on his face was a sad one. Oh no. “What’s wrong Saul?” I looked into his eyes and furrowed my brow. “I don’t know Y/N. I just...I’m afraid.” he looked down at the sidewalk. I was shocked by his words. Slash had a sensitive side, but he tried not to show it that often. “What are you talking about baby? Scared of what?” I pushed a few of his curls from his face and lifted his head so his eyes would meet with mine. “Well I was thinking earlier..about my old band.” His eyes darted between mine. I shook my head in acknowledgement. “They left me Y/N. I’m

just so afraid the guys are going to turn out the same.” He let out a frustrated sigh. “No Slash. Listen they aren’t go-” He cut me off. “I wasn’t finished….I’m scared I’m going to lose you Y/N. I don’t know how I would live without you. You Y/N. You are the reason my life hasn’t fallen apart already.” I could see the tears threatening to escape his eyes as he spoke. His words broke my heart. I hated seeing Slash upset. Especially when it was about me. “Slash. I love you more than you could ever know. I will never leave you. Never. We are in this together Slash. I will never leave you.” I hugged him tightly. He sat his chin on the top of my head. “Thank you.” He whispered. “Saul?” I mumbled. “Hm?” “I love you.” He chuckled a bit. “I love you too Y/N. So much.”

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Walk In The Park (Duff McKagan)

Walk In The Park

(Duff McKagan x Reader)

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word count: 611 (sry I know it’s kinda short)

You sat in your living room. It was a Saturday in August, the leaves were falling, and your room was stuffy. You look out the window at the sun. It was beautiful. “Ugh. I hate how stuffy this damn room is.” you said to yourself. Deciding you couldn’t handle it anymore you put on your jacket and walked outside. As soon as you stepped onto the sidewalk the cold autumn air rushed through your lungs. You closed your eyes and took one more deep breath before you began to walk towards the park. You were just getting over your ex, Shane. He was a complete asshole to you. Every day he would tell you he could leave you anytime he wanted and that you were lucky to have him. He also would cheat on you repeatedly, but he threatened you not to leave him. Eventually one day he said he was ‘tired of your bullshit’ and left you. Alone.

Walking to the park brought back memories of him. You thought you were really in love. Occasionally he would take a walk in the park with you, and you cherished those moments. As you walked along the sidewalk you felt a tear prick your eye. How could he leave you? After everything you had done for him. Then he even had the audacity to say it was your fault. You wanted to vomit at the thought of your ex. You tried to get your mind off of Shane. You looked around and noticed you were on a little bridge. The park you were at had a little pond with a small bridge overtop. It looked like a scene from a fairytale. There were lily pads in the pond and little fish swam in the water. You took in the scene around you, enjoying the little details. You were all alone in a peaceful environment. Or so you thought. You turned your head to see a tall blonde man standing next to you. He was also looking at the pond below you. He wore black jeans, a long sleeve navy blue button up shirt (which was partly unbuttoned), and black cowboy boots. Once you came to the realization that you were staring you looked back down at the pond. You heard him lightly chuckle before speaking up. “Beautiful isn’t it?” His voice was one of the most beautiful things you had ever heard. “Um yeah do you...do you come here often?” The nervousness in your voice was clearly visible. “Just when I need to get things off my mind.” He now looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours. They were absolutely stunning. “So yes...often” he smiled a charming smile and looked back at the pond. You laughed a little at that but tried to hide it. “I’m Y/N. And you are?” You reached your hand out for him to shake. “Duff, well..my real name is Michael but no one calls me that..everyone calls me Duff.” He took your hand in his and shook it. You felt some kind of energy travel through your body. “Well it’s nice to meet you Duff” you smiled brightly at him. Your hands separated and you felt yourself become slightly disappointed at the lack of contact. “Listen Y/N I know I might sound crazy considering we just met,” he paused “but would you wanna join me for coffee?” He scratched the back of his neck, waiting for an answer. You couldn’t lie, the excitement building inside of you wanted to make you jump up and down like a schoolgirl, but you tried to maintain it as much as possible. “I would love that.” You responded smiling at him. He smiled and put his arm out for you. “M'lady” he waved in the direction of the coffee shop. You wrapped your arm around his and began walking. Little did you know this would lead to a relationship full of love and care.

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not a request just a thank you cuz I LOVED your duff headcannons with the rockstar gf, I was wonder if you would get the thing AND YOU DIIDDD 😆😆😆

love your written so much, you don't know I kicked my feet when I saw your post

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if you still accepting requests, i can ask a duff or steven (headcannons or one shot) with a reader that's guitarrist of a punk rock/hard rock band?

Duff mckagan with a rockstar girlfriend

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Loves your aesthetic and the way you present yourself

Walks around your apartment in your bands merch

Gets pissy because you can do eyeliner better than he can

Kisses you stupid when you get off stage

Brags to people about you- “my girlfriend is in that band, isn’t she awesome?”

You paint his nails sometimes

You also dye his hair for him when he needs it redoing

Listens to your music on repeat when you’re not around

If you have dyed hair, he will be mesmerised by the way it glimmers in different lights

He will also suggest the next colour you get

Sneakily watches you practice your instrument when you think he isn’t around

Loves loves loves your bold makeup, but loves it even more when he’s the one that has it running down your face

Isn’t a massive PDA person, but if men are staring at you, he will have a hand round your waist in seconds

Traces your tattoos with his fingers

Definitely has a picture of you in his wallet

Secretly searches you up, just to see all the pictures he hasn’t seen of you before

Finds the way you play mesmerising

After you get off stage, he is always waiting for you to give you a hug and a messy kiss

When he goes on tour, he wants to take you with him, and he gives you the most sad looking puppy eyes when you tell him you can’t because you have to stay and practice with your band

And when you go on tour, he counts down the days till he sees you again

Buys you jewellery that he thinks you would like

Brings you flowers after the first time you guys went big

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Thank you so much for all the love on this blog!! 🫶🏼

Please do a imagine where Y/N invites her friend Steven Adler over to help her with her homework. But during the homework, the two of them get distracted and start kissing and having sex in her room. And her parents aren't allowed to know about it, so they have to cover it up and say they were just doing homework 🤭

Bored

Summary: In a desperate attempt to make your school work less boring, you invite your best friend over, oblivious to the fact that it would end up being a very unforgettable night for the both of you.

Content warnings: kissing, p in v, swearing

A/n: Im so excited to write for Steven! Im so sorry this took so long my lovely, i hope this is okay for you 🫶🏼. Also, please keep the requests coming -this goes to all of you- it keeps me motivated and i love hearing your guys’ ideas‼️

I promise I am not ignoring your requests! It just takes me a bit to write them 🫶🏼

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You have never been so bored in your life.

This homework was kicking your ass, squinting at the book as the words stare right back at you. It’s like your practically reading in a different language, and you’re pretty sure you could pick that up faster than.. whatever this was. Who knows how to do this shit anyway?

Thats when it hits you, the best idea you’ve ever had

Steven. Now Steven would definitely not know how to do it, but he just so happens to be your favourite company. So you’re making him pay the price.

You make your way in to the hallway, and pick up the phone. The next 20 seconds seem like the longest of your life. “Hey! Whats up?” His voice rings through the phone, immediately giving you butterflies. No, no thats wrong, steven is your best friend and you are not going to let your silly feelings get in the way of that. You pursed your lips together before asking the question you phoned him to ask. “Can you come over? Im doing work and it’s really boring,” a couple seconds later his energetic voice sounded through the phone “ ‘course sweetheart I’ll be right there!” Followed by the beep of the call ending.

Well that was easy.

Around twenty minutes later did you hear your front door open. Legs sliding off the edge of your bed, you manoeuvred your way to let him in, passing your parents on the way. “Who’s here?” Your father asked with a stern look on his face. “It’s just Steven, dad, he’s helping me with homework.” Now if you were paying more attention, you would’ve seen the sideways glance your parents gave each other, but you were not, so you just made your way to the door.

You opened the door, eyeing the snacks tucked under his arm. Gosh his arm, the arm that you have spent far too long looking at. Ushering him in, you both scuttle your way back to your bedroom.

“Hey Stevie, sorry for this being last minute, I’m just so bored and i really don’t understand this topic.” You explained, guilt beginning to creep up your spine. “It’s totally fine if you want to go home, i get i—” but you were cut off by a honeyed voice, “sweetheart, i don’t wanna go home, i enjoy being with you, homework or not.”

Being with you. Being with you. The small phrase repeating itself inside of your head. Oh how you wish he was with you like that, you would never shut up. Putting that thought aside for the moment, you flashed him a cheesy grin and resumed your place on the bed. “Do you have any idea how to do this one?” You dare to ask. He picks up the piece of paper in an overly enthusiastic manner, and holds it about an inch away from his eyes, before slamming the paper back on to your bed with an exaggerated sigh. “No” was the concluded answer. The both of you bursted out into laughter, before you smacked him arm lightly and picked up the next question.

This went on for about an hour, you asking if he knew what to do, then him being just as clueless as you are, and writing down half-arsed answers in favour of being able to say you tried, when being met by your teachers disappointing gaze.

It was only when you got to the last question did you realise what the hell you were doing, so you excitedly started working it out, much to Stevens dismay. He called your name once, twice and three times before he decided to act on pure adrenaline.

One minute, you were scribbling down formulas and equations, the next you had lips connected with yours. It felt like nothing you had experienced before, soft lips interlocking with yours, calloused hands gripping your face with need. When he pulled away, your lips parted in shock, slightly swollen and rosy. “I’ve been wanting to do that for ages, sweetheart”

All you could do in that moment was stare, he had reduced you down to nothing in about 30 seconds. “Talk to me, honey, whacha thinking up there?” He used his knuckles to make a fake knocking movement on your head. You quite literally did not have words, so instead you did the only thing you could think of. Kiss him, again.

You practically pounced on the poor guy, cupping the back of his neck in one hand and holding his jaw with the other. Neither you nor Steven realised what you had done until you were straddling his lap while he was leant against the back of the headboard. He stared up at you with those eyes, flashing you that smile and you just couldn’t resist. “I really like you, Stevie,” was all you could muster up, and the answer you got in return made your whole week. No, scrap that, whole year.

“I really like you too.” And with that, you kissed him again.

Small, light weighted kisses quickly turned into devouring each other, and without even realising it, you started to rock your hips over his. You didn’t notice what you were doing until you heard the most gorgeous whimper come out of the man below you. “Is this okay?” You made sure. “Use me how you want, sweetheart, i want it all.”

With the newly found permission, you quickly started tugging at his belt, and making quick work of pulling his trousers down. He was left in his boxers and shirt, the outline of his dick visible through the thin layer of underwear. In just a quick pull, his shirt was off his head and dropped carelessly onto the floor. “Let me see you, baby” he needily grasped at all your clothing.

Within the next few minutes, you were sat naked in his lap, no layers to separate between you both.

You lifted your hips above his tip, moving forwards and backwards with ease, your slick coating him in a sheen layer. He groaned, and held your hips with a near-bruising force. “Sweetheart, please,” he begged, needy for your touch. And with that, you lowered yourself onto him, slowly sliding down until your ass was flush with his thighs.

The feeling was so overwhelming, the best thing you had ever felt, and it was obvious he felt the same with the way he moaned uncontrollably. “Shh, shh honey, we wouldn’t want my parents hearing us would we?” You asked, a newfound confidence creeping its way up your spine. He muffled out a little ‘mhmm’ at your condescending words and let his head rest against the top of the headboard.

You started to slowly grind your hips against his, feeling the blonde curls at the base of him hit your clit. Your hands roamed his chest, neck and eventually landed on his shoulders, keeping you steady while you rocked backwards and forwards. Little mewls were leaving your mouth, and flowing into the air, breaking the silence of the house, except for Steven, of course. He was whimpering every time his tip hit that spongey part inside of you, gaining pleasure from yours.

“You feel so good” he breathed out, as soon as you started to move up and down. You dragged your walls on his cock, feeling it twitch at every new movement. Gosh he was so responsive, and fairly bigger than anyone you had taken before, causing a dull ache to come from where you were connected. That quickly became pleasure, with the way he started to thrust his hips up to meet yours, ramming deeper than he was before.

“Stevie!” You yelled out of shock, the unexpected move bringing you great amounts of pleasure. His hand snaked its way from your hip, all the way to your mouth, where he held his had over it. “I know, I know. Shh baby it’s okay.” He whispered in your ear. The sound of his voice making your pussy clench. “Gosh, sweetheart, do that again and I’ll come,”

Was that supposed to make you stop?

Because now you know you hold so much power, you’re using it to your advantage. You purposely clench your walls around him, feeling a soft twitch inside you before you hear the inevitable “oh—sweetheart—oh gosh—I cant—” his hands held onto your waist like a vice, gripping so hard there were sure to be bruises. Not like you minded.

Your hand snakes its way down to your clit, rubbing in messy circles which very quickly lead to your orgasm. He moans and whimpers as you make muffled noises of your own, head buried into the crook of his neck, laying soft, wet kisses where you can reach.

After you have both came down, he gently turns around with you in his arms, making it so he is now on top of you, before pulling out gently. You wince at the emptiness, and he coos “I know baby, I’ll be right back,” and with that, he’s shuffled to the bathroom.

He comes back holding a damp flannel. “Open for me, honey, need to clean you up.” Your fucked out brain makes it hard to move, so he gently spreads your legs and whiles away the evidence of your joint desire. After, he balls it up and throws it in the direction of your washing basket, completely missing but not giving a shit. His arms wrap themselves around your midsection, your chin resting on his shoulder and your hands coming up to play with his beautiful curls.

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It must’ve been an hour later? Maybe an hour and a half? You don’t know, the only thing you care about right now is him. But it’s gotten late, he needs to go home, sleep in his own bed. So you slowly get up out of your bed, and hold a hand out for him to take. When he does, you yank him up in one swift movement. “Clothes, Stevie you need clothes,” you decide to state the obvious as you hand him back his band tee. “I don’t wanna.” He says as one big groan, lifting the shirt over his head and shoulders.

By the time you’re fully dressed, he is looking at you as if you built the sky. “What?” You say as a giggle. “Nothin’, just wondering whether you’d do me the honour of letting me take you on a date?” A chuckle leaves your throat. “Is that even a question, Steven, of course!” He breaths a big sigh of relief as he looks into your eyes. Those eyes he loves so much.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow, 6pm?” He asks, while beginning to make his way to your bedroom door. You follow him. “Yeah, yeah that works great with me.” You say with a smile. “Now let me walk you to my front door so you don’t have to face the wrath of my parents by yourself, remember, we were just doing homework.” You punctuate it with a tap of your finger on his nose, before opening your door and stepping into the cold hallway.

He follows you down, and you begin to make your way to the front door, but not without the interrogation, it seems. “What did you two get up to all afternoon?” Your father looks up from his news paper, peeking at the both of you over the top of it. “Homework, dad, Steven helped me with homework.” The annoyance in your tone doesn’t go unnoticed by your mother, who gives a pointed look.

You just turn around, look at Steven and give him a massive grin. “I’ll see you tomorrow!” You exclaimed excitedly. “Yeah you will.” He flashes you his smile before opening your door and stepping out.

“Goodnight, Steven”

“Goodnight, sweetheart”

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Thankyou for all the love 🫶🏼

can you do something with izzy?

when izzy and the reader meet again after some time

missing you

Summary- It had been 7 months since you had last seen Izzy, and it was affecting you more than you’d care to admit. You had been so close, so close to getting what you wanted, when it was abruptly taken from you. Now that he’s back, do you have a chance to redeem what was once so precious?

Content warnings-kissing, mutual pining, fluff, a tiny little sprinkle of angst, happy (and rushed) ending wooo!!!

A/n- izzy is my personal fav out of the og lineup of guns n’ roses, so this was a pleasure to write! I didnt know what you quite wanted (ex lovers, friends, long distance lovers) so i went with friends who were nearly lovers, then got split up for a while, then met again and had a go at a relationship 🫶🏼 i hope thats okay for you my lovely‼️also this seems to be quite long as i yapped, and yapped, and yapped so i’m sorry if you were wanting something shorter 💔💔

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Seven months, seven long, gruelling months since your heart was broken. Seven months since you had lost all hope at something you were so sure was going to work out.

Okay, well maybe thats a bit dramatic. It had been seven months since your nearly-boyfriend Izzy had left for a tour. You call him nearly-boyfriend, because thats how you would like to believe it was like. He was one of your closest friends, as you were his, and there had been times where you thought he was going to pop the question.

Like the time you were both stuffing your faces with Indian takeaway on your couch, with some cheesy rom com playing to keep you entertained. He had been sat so close to you, thighs pressed together, arms touching. He was so close to you, that if he turned his head, you were sure to be able to feel the gentle puff of air flowing out of his nose. Everything was so peaceful, and the silence between you was comforting.

It was domestic in a way, him and you eating like a couple on a random Tuesday night. Your feelings were just beginning to bloom into something more at this point, you had only just recently began seeing him as more than a friend. Thats why it had caught you off guard when the next words left his beautiful mouth.

“Hey, can i tell you something?” Izzy had mumbled out with a curious shine in his eyes.

“Course, Iz you can tell me anything, you know that,” you had said back, always happy to hear his thoughts.

You hadn’t missed the way he seemed to light up at the nickname, the nickname that only seemed to be reserved for you to use.

“It’s just i l—”

Your head tilted.

“I really appreciate you, you know?”

You had caught the way he stuttered the first time, but chose to ignore it, just seeing it as the outcome of voicing something so genuine and intimate.

“Awe Izzy y’know i appreciate you too” you had said, punctuated with a playful nudge to his thigh, which he quickly returned with his own.

Or maybe it was the time when he was sat on a chipped wooden chair in your bathroom. You were putting on gloves and preparing the hair dye when you caught him smiling, no, grinning at you through the mirror.

“What? Do i have something on my face?” You asked through little giggles.

“No, no. You’re fine” he had replied, still giving you that cheshire smile.

“Then why are you looking at me like that?” You questioned in an accusatory tone.

Izzy gave out a little laugh at your question, and gave himself a minute to carefully choose his next wording correctly.

“When you’re concentrating, you poke your tongue out through the side of your lips, it’s cute. You’re cute.” Was the answer he decided on.

You stood there, black box dye in hand, completely in awe of the man sat in front of you. All you could muster up was a quiet ‘thank you’ before returning to the rather messy task at hand.

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Dying Izzy’s hair for him had become a tradition ever since he had rocked up to your door at 2:29 in the morning, clad in plaid pyjama bottoms and a baggy band t-shirt. His hair was obviously a failed attempt, blotchy patches of brown and black dotted all over his head, and a pathetic little look on his face, he looked at you as if he was a kicked puppy, and the explanation he gave you was very short and mumbled out through a grumpy tone of voice.

Despite the way he had just showed up to your house, you still decided to help him, of course not before having a quite rather long chuckle at the state of him, which he answered to with a small shove at your shoulder.

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It had been seven months since you had enjoyed those memories with him, and it had taken its toll. You are sure that if Izzy saw the state you were in, he would laugh at you, and then help you get yourself back together. But izzy wasn’t here, you needed to sort this out yourself.

That is how you had gotten to this point, stood in your kitchen, wild hair and messy clothes, washing your dishes. You had spent the whole day taking care of your house, even going as far to organise the little cupboard hidden in the corner, which was filled with miscellaneous items that took at least an hour to get through.

Now it was time to take care of yourself, something you hadn’t done in months, not really. Of course you had gone to work, and done the basic morning and night routines, but you hadn’t properly given yourself even an hour to maybe take a long shower, to shave your legs or something. So thats exactly what you decided to do.

The water was hot, cascading down your back and washing away all the remnants of the day. Just what you needed. Your muscles relaxed and you finally had a moment to just relax. Soft hums left your mouth in the form of your favourite song, one that izzy shared your love for. If he was here, he would admire the effortlessness it took for you to sound so angelic, well, you did in his eyes anyway, no need to sing.

Considering this was supposed to be a pamper session, you had rummaged around and dug up all of your best shower items, which meant by the time you were stepping out of the shower, you felt, looked, and smelt amazing. You slipped into your pyjamas, which consisted of an oversized shirt and some cute shorts. Then followed that up by moisturising, and brushing your hair. You felt amazing, better than you had in a while. But some part of you still yearned for him. Everything about him was entrancing, often keeping you up at night thinking about his beauty.

The couch sank underneath you as you perched down onto it, grabbing ahold of the tv remote and flicking through the channels, nothing interesting at all— those thoughts were quickly interrupted by a gentle knock at your door. Thats weird, you weren’t expecting anyone round, and you hadn’t ordered your food yet. So who could it be?

Your feet padded across the floorboards as you made your way to the door. Unfortunately, you had no way of knowing who was on the other side until you actually opened the door, so you shyly creaked it open and poked your head around the side of it.

What you saw made your stomach flutter.

“Izzy?” It came out nearly as a shout, pure confusion etched into your voice, but you were happy nonetheless. “Hey sweetheart,” was his response, a bit pathetic you think, but you know he’s probably nervous, izzy has always been like that. “Come on in, oh my gosh why didn’t you tell me that you wer—were going to be back, i—i mean i would’ve—” your rambling was swiftly cut off by the foreign feeling of his lips against yours.

It took you by surprise, well, this whole situation did. The last you heard, izzy was in New York, preforming in-front of thousands of people. Now, he was in your apartment, kissing your lips as if he had been craving them for months. “I’ve been wanting to do that for ages.” He whispered. You think you went into some sort of shock, only able to open and close your mouth, rendered speechless.

“Sit,” he gestured towards my couch, “let me explain, please?” You nodded, unable to form actual words. But explain is what he did, he spoke to you about the tour, and why it ended as abruptly as it did. As well as voicing his reasoning as to why the first thing he did was come and see you. “I liked you— i mean, i like you, i have for a long time a—and i know i should’ve said something sooner, then maybe we wo—” Now it was your turn to shut him up. A small peck on his lips did the trick, his eyes gazing into yours. “Izzy, i like you too, you have no idea.” He looked at you gormless, as if not quite understanding what you were saying. Thats until you saw the exact moment those glossy eyes lit up.

You two spent the rest of the evening murmuring quiet love confessions and snuggling up to each other in the comfort of your bed, his lanky arms wrapped around your midsection and legs entangled with your own.

Whats that one quote? Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Thats beginning to make a whole lot of sense.

Could u maybe pls write a duff x reader?

Here's the plot:

Y/N is Axl's sister, and one day, he invites his bandmates over and casually introduces his sister to them. The moment Y/N meets Duff, she’s instantly drawn to him—but he barely pays her any attention. Disappointed, she flirts with Slash instead, trying to shake off the feeling.

Yet, no matter how hard she tries, Duff stays on her mind. She starts bombarding Axl with questions about him. Axl shares everything he knows, then casually mentions that Duff is dating someone. The news hits Y/N hard, and she falls into a lovesick mood. Axl, at first, doesn’t understand why his sister suddenly seems so down.

One evening, he finds her crying on the couch and asks what’s wrong. Through tears, she confesses that she thinks Duff is amazing. Axl laughs, telling her she should’ve said something sooner. Without hesitation, he picks up the phone and calls Duff, asking him to come over. Y/N is outraged and shocked, demanding to know what Axl is up to. He just grins.

Fifteen minutes later, Duff shows up, and Axl tells him to say something to Y/N. She tries to play it down, but Axl ends up spilling the truth. Duff looks surprised—but happy. As Axl leaves them alone, Duff tells Y/N he actually liked her too, but Slash had told him she was into him instead.

The misunderstanding finally clears, and the two start kissing and making out. 💕

Whipped

Summary- After meeting your brother’s band mates, you find yourself being particularly drawn to a certain blonde of the group. Unfortunately for you, he seems to not care less about your ogling, so you decide to flirt with the curlyhead instead. After an emotional and also embarrassing conversation with your brother, and a mortifying phone call later, it seems there may be hope overall.

Content warnings- kissing, reader down bad, crying, swearing, embarrassment

A/n- whoooweee! Gosh this was so fun to write, I’m so sorry it took so long!! I loved this idea and the fact that you described it in great detail, that was very helpful. I hope this is what you wanted my lovely 🫶🏼🫶🏼

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You couldn’t find it, where had you put it? You were searching for a certain shirt that you wanted to wear tonight, for going out with your best friend who insisted on dragging you to the local pub.

A big sigh left your mouth as you realised it must be downstairs, with the freshly cleaned washing. You were lazy, unwillingly dragging yourself down the steep stairs until you reached the bottom. What a workout, you thought as you shuffled your way into the living room. Now out of all the things you could’ve been prepared to see, this wasn’t one of them. Your mouth parted, as if trying to speak, opening and closing like a fish.

Two men sat on the sofa, one being Izzy, who you already knew, and two more were spread out on the floor, they were all very handsome men… except your brother of course. All of a sudden it clicked, Axl’s bandmates, who you had yet to meet. Well, not anymore, you suppose. On the very far left corner of the couch, sat a smiley man with blonde poofy hair, and next to him was Izzy, your brother’s childhood friend who you had met on multiple occasions. You gave him a little wave. Now on the floor sat a curly, black mop of a head, his curls framing his half-covered face. And last but not least, the man you had to take a second look for, another blonde. He was obviously taller by the way he towered over his friend effortlessly, and his pretty-looking face made you stare.

You never believed in love at first sight, in fact, you thought it was silly. That is until now. Christ he is hot; was just about the only thought flowing through your head at the moment, along with other miscellaneous things which you would never dare to say out loud.

“have you seen my shirt?” You ask your brother, the little shake in your voice not gone unnoticed by him. “The black one with the design” was what you added on, trying to make this situation a little less awkward.

“No, i haven’t. But why dont cha sit down here with us for a bit, y’know, get to know these guys,” Axl spoke. Now if it was under any other circumstance, you would’ve said no, but there was a gorgeous blonde who you just needed to meet.

“Alright.” You sigh. Hoping that the reason you cooperated so quickly wasn’t too obvious. Mumbled hellos float across the room, and everyone gave somewhat of a smile, except him. Of course, the one person you seem to be drawn to has no interest whatsoever. Gosh life is so unfair.

You try not to make the disappointment show, you really do try, but it’s hard when he’s just so damn pretty. You take in all your options, and decide the easiest way not to get your heart broken, is to distract yourself with the cute guitarist. So thats exactly what you do. The rest of the evening is spent with beers in hand, and flirty remarks passed between you and slash.

Eventually, they all went home, and that left you and Axl to clean up the mess. Not that you minded, as it gave you chance to start your plan. “Hey ax?” You call out. “Yeah?” Was the lighthearted response you received. “What’s the blondes’ name?” You found yourself asking. “You talkin’ about Duff?” He asked with a hint of confusion in his voice. No words came out your mouth in return, only a small hum of agreement.

This conversation had to have carried on for at least 15 minutes, and by the end of it, you knew his favourite colour, how old he was, if he has any pets, the instrument he plays, his favourite movie, and a brief summary of his personality overall. You hadn’t meant to ask all those questions, it just slipped ou- “oh yeah, and he has this girlfriend that—” The rest of Axl’s sentence became redundant, the only thing you’re focussing on, is the word ‘girlfriend’. Fuck fuck, way to ruin a girls mood.

You reply to his story with a half hearted laugh and a small smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes. But of course, your brother being your brother, doesn’t notice a thing, just patting your shoulder and walking himself to his bedroom.

After standing in the living room for quite some time, you come to the decision to go to your own room, the steps on the way there feeling heavy, as if you’re carrying a weight. Then you continue your evening as usual, getting changed and brushing your teeth, then shimmying into the warm sheets. They glide against your freshly-shaven legs, and you take comfort in grasping the duvet in both hands, and pulling it all to under your chin.

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A couple days go by, and you’re still nore upset than you would like to admit you are. And apparently, your not as subtle as you think you are. You find this out when you step into the kitchen to pour yourself some cereal, you hear the sound of a throat clearing and you feel a finger poke you in your back.

You turn around, clearly annoyed. “What, Axl?” You snapped. “Nothing, just wondering whats got you all—” he paused for a minute before adding, “grumpy” is what he decided on. “Im not grumpy, and even if i was i don’t see how thats your business?” And without even giving him a chance to reply, you walk away. Cereal forgotten.

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It was the next day, and you still weren’t feeling any better. You don’t even know why you feel this way, you barely even spoke to the guy! But whatever you were feeling, it wasn’t nice. Your saline tears drip down from your eyes and trail their way down towards your mouth, the salty taste not gone unnoticed by yourself.

What time was it? You had sat down on the couch at around, what was it? 1pm? And what was it now? Glassy eyes gazed towards the clock, 7pm. Wait— 7pm? You could’ve sworn you had only been sat for half an hour, an hour at most.

Your mind started to spiral. Thought after thought making its way into your head. The inner monologue mocking you, discriminating you, telling you that you could be better than this, should be better than this. But it all comes to a screeching stop as a voice penetrates your hearing.

“Alright” he says, sliding into the spot next to you and turning towards you with an expectant look on his face. In that protective older brother fashion, he refuses to leave until you tell him whats wrong, which is when it all came out. It was like you had no control of your mouth, it was speaking freely for you, and there was no stopping it. Word after word just tumbles out, and you see his eyes slowly start to widen.

By the time you’re finished, you only just come to realise what you’ve just done. Shit. You didn’t mean to do that. You just confessed your feelings for your brother’s friend, to your brother. You were expecting him to shout, to ask whats wrong with you. Maybe even throw a couple of things. What you definitely were not expecting was the small smile that crept its way onto his face, the smile that appeared any time he had a mischievous idea.

“What?” You asked in a sharp tone, annoyed by his reaction and the pure calmness of it all. Axl didn’t do calm, in fact, this was damn near never heard of. “Oh nothing.. you should’ve just said something sooner” he replied, that smirk growing to a concerning degree. Before you even had a chance to register what he was doing, his hand reached on to the coffee table in front of you both, and picked up the phone. When you tried to ask him what he was doing, you were met with his index finger on your lips, and an exaggerated pout which meant ‘shush’.

There was a sudden click of the telephone, and then a groggy “hello?”. “Duff I’m gonna need you to come over right now,” your eyes widened, and then you lurched forward in a sad attempt at grabbing the phone. He lifted it above his head, brung it down for a quick second to shout an unnecessarily loud ‘thank you’ into the phone, and then slammed in back down onto the table.

“What did you do!” Was all you had to say, panic seeping in. He didn’t respond, he just kept that cheshire grin on his face. The next 15 minutes were the longest of your life, you were pacing, walking back and forth between the couch and the front door.

Your advances were abruptly stopped when a knock sounded through the house. You froze in place, and then shuffled back to the couch, dreading whats next to come. You don’t look over as the door opens, nor do you look when you hear your brother say something under the lines of ‘just talk to her, please?’

The couch dips next to you, and you turn your head to be met by those dazzling eyes. “I uh—i don—i don’t know why my brother called you, i—it’s not a big deal” you stuttered out, hoping to kill the silence. “Bullshit!” Your brother exclaimed, before starting again; “my sister likes you, but she’s too much of a pussy to vocalise it so i took it into my own hands to do it for her.” He exhaled deeply, like a weight was physically off his shoulders. Little noises of unfinished sentences started to leave your mouth, trying to find somewhat of an excuse for.. whatever that was.

Duff’s eyes widened, and his mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. You looked around the room, hoping an excuse would just.. come out of nowhere? But instead you caught the last glimpse of your brother as he walked out of the room. Prick. You were zoned out of the situation until a voice snapped you back to reality. “You—you like me?”

At this point it felt as if you had lost all ability to speak, so you just nodded your head up and down in hopes he would take that for an answer. Fortunately, luck was in your favour and a big smile spread its way across his face. “Seriously?—i mean, Slash told me you were in to him,” he said with a melancholy tone. “I just flirted with slash to avoid thinking of you” was your reply, short but sweet.

His head tilted to the side slightly, and he leaned in just enough for you to interpret it however you would like. Of course, you met him halfway. Your lips connected, and moved together as if they had done this hundreds of times before. When you began to lose air, you pulled apart and rested your forehead on his, breathing heavily in each others presence.

After you had both regained your breath, you started again. Small pecks turned into the melding of lips that lasted for what felt like minutes.

You two could’ve gone on for hours, just kissing each other like it hurts to be apart. But of course, all good things must come to an end, and sometimes that end is in the shape of your older brother yelling “ew! Get a room.”