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I Love You Too...Popcorn

Steven Adler x Reader

Sad Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of drug and alcohol use

Word Count: 1,132

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

*time skip*

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

Steven’s POV:

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

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

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐀𝐱𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞:

I Won’t Tell

Jealousy

It Was Just A Joke

Self Defense

Love You More

I Was Gonna Tell You

Mr. Rose

𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡:

In This Together

Damn Good Dance Moves

Need To Know By Friday

The Promise

𝐃𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐌𝐜𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐧:

Walk In The Park

Spin The Bottle

I Will Take Care Of You

The Phone Call

The Party

𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧:

Teach You Not To Mess With Me

Forget Him (Part One) (Part Two)

I Had The Right To Do That

Handcuffed

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐫:

A Better Match

My Brother’s Bandmate

I Love You Too…Popcorn

𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩:

The Moaning Contest

Need To Know By Friday (Slash)

Need To Know By Friday

Slash x Reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,172

Y/N’s POV:

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

*flashback*

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

*end of flashback*

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

Hello!~Thanks for reading this imagine! Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :)♥︎

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.

Hello!~Thank you for reading this imagine! Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :)♥︎

Forget Him *PART TWO* (Izzy Stradlin)

Forget Him Part One

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Sad Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of abuse and abusive relationship

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

Izzy’s POV:

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

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

Forget Him *PART ONE* (Izzy Stradlin)

Forget Him Part Two

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Sad fluff (not really much fluff in this part)

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

Word Count: 1,758

PART ONE

Y/N’s POV:

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

I still remember the first night that started it all.

~flashback~

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

*End of flashback*

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

~flashback~

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

*End of flashback*

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

Izzy’s POV:

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

*Time Skip*

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

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

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Jealousy (Axl Rose)

Jealousy

Axl Rose x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 1,583

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

Axl’s POV:

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

Narrator’s POV:

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

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

My Brother's Bandmate (Steven Adler)

My Brother’s Bandmate

Steven x Reader

(sad?) fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, toxic relationship

Word Count: 1,986

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

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

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

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

Damn Good Dance Moves (Slash)

Damn Good Dance Moves

Slash x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual interaction (18+)

Word Count: 1,312

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

*time skip*

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

“Yeah it's so easy, easy

When everybody's tryin' to please me

So easy

But nothin' seems to please me”

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

Slash’s POV:

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

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

Spin The Bottle (Duff McKagan)

Spin The Bottle

Duff McKagan x Reader

fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of sexual interaction

Word Count: 1,837

Duff’s POV:

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

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

Duff’s POV:

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

Y/N’s POV:

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

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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.

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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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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.

A/N ~ this was my first time writing an imagine so please be understanding. Sry if it’s shit. Also sry if I didn’t get Duff’s personality very well, once again I am trying my best. Remember your loved. Have a good day. :) ♥︎

okay I decided I'm going to reblog all my fav fics, wait to have the best dirty recommendations of your life 😉

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—hey so I’m having an Axl Rose look-alike contest in my bedroom tn

hello so im making a gc on snap for rock/metal fans and people should join msg me 😛

Michelle

part 4 (a)

a/n: well ive been putting this off for ages x

warnings: uh idk just read with caution i cant fucking remember, kinda hinted sexual stuff, CLIFFHANGER 🏋🏽‍♂️

part 3

Weeks had passed. Nothing had happened. Although Izzy was starting to feel used the more he was with Axl. Slash avoided Axl like the plague, but when he couldn't, Axl would show off Izzy in the most intimate ways. From an outsiders perspective, they simply looked like newfound lovers. But in reality, they were never intimate unless Slash was around.

Slash decided to spend all of his time with Nat. She had been going out on dates with Michelle, who Slash still hadn't met. Until today.

Michelle was this tan, curly black haired girl who was much taller than both of them. She was stunning, like a model. "You're Slash?" Michelle asks. He nods. Michelle laughs, "what kind of name is Slash?" He glares at her, was she stupid? Or was she just trying to be irritating?

Slash immediately didn't like her. She had this strange vibe. He didn't like it. "It's a nickname, actually. My name's Saul, but everyone calls me Slash. You will too," he says. Nat gives him a look as if to say 'what are you doing?'. Michelle gives him a strange look, "I will too?" She asks. Slash nods, "only people I'm close with call me Saul." Slash states, quite bluntly, but he doesn't care. There's something off about this woman.

Throughout their lunch period, Slash notices several things wrong with Michelle. They were in a secluded area, so they didn't have to hide from anyone.

Multiple times, Nat tried to kiss Michelle, and each time, it ended up as a peck on the cheek, seemingly by accident. Slash knew better.

Nat would try to hold her hand or put her arm around her, and Michelle would come up with a different excuse to get up momentarily.

Michelle had mentioned all of her past ex boyfriends. Boyfriends. Not a single girlfriend.

Michelle was friends with some of the most popular people in school, including the two guys who had attacked Slash after he was outed.

When lunch was over, Michelle hurried off way too quickly for Slash's liking. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Nat asks, punching him in the arm. Slash lets out a pained sound, "Owwwhat?!" He glares at her, rubbing his arm. "You were so rude to her! What was that about?!" She looked genuinely angry at him, which worried him. She was completely manipulated by this girl.

Slash sighs, deciding to tell her the truth, "I don't trust her, Nat." She glares at him, "what do you mean? You only just met her!" Slash groans, "She had an off vibe! There's something she's hiding, something she's keeping from you! I mean, did you not see how many times she shot you down when you tried to hold hands, or kiss, or hug, or do anything remotely couple like?" Nat sighs, "she's new to the school! She doesn't know it like we do. She was probably scared of getting caught!"

Slash takes a deep breath, "just be careful around her, please? She's friends with the most popular people in school so just be careful, okay?" Nat rolls her eyes, "fine." She decides to tell him what he wants to hear, even with no real intention of 'being careful'.

Nat hurries off to class before he can say anything else. Slash sighs. He turns around to go to his own class and bumps into Izzy. He panics slightly and mentally prepares himself for a scene in front of everyone. Instead, Izzy looks at him, "hey, sorry man. Didn't see you turning," he shrugs and walks on. He wasn't trying to be rude and Slash could tell.

Slash follows him with his eyes. Izzy seemed like a genuinely nice, laid-back guy who he could probably get along with well. The only problem was Axl. Izzy was being used. Slash almost felt bad for him until he saw Axl grabbing him once again in suggestive ways to piss Slash off and still keep their relationship hidden.

Slash stands there staring at them. For some reason, this particular moment really angered him.

Izzy smiled nervously at Axl and said something to him before walking off to class. Axl starts walking in a different direction. Slash decides to follow him, knowing he was skipping his last two classes of the day.

They get to the tree when Slash loses his temper, "what the fuck is wrong with you!? What are you trying to do!?" Axl stops and turns to look at him, "you creep, did you follow me here?" Slash nods, "yeah, I did. I'm sick of this. Why are you using that guy? What's he done to you? Nothing! You're just trying to piss me off! You're hurt because of what I said and did, and I get that, but that doesn't mean you get to use someone else! He's a person too, and he seems like a genuinely nice guy, and he doesn't deserve to be absolutely flat out miserable with you, knowing he means nothing to you! And what's worse is i can tell you originally just wanted to hang out with him but for some reason your sick and fucking twisted mind decided he would be the perfect 'thing' to use for the sole purpose of trying to piss me off and it's not fair! It's not fucking fair, Ax!"

Axl stands there, completely dumbfounded. Slash storms off before letting Axl reply. He walks around for a while before realising he hasn't eaten. He walks to Natalie's dad's diner to get food. He stays there until the end of the school day before walking back to school because he still wants to take Nat home.

He sees her walking hurriedly to the gate and grabs her arm, "hey, where are you going?" She looks up at him, "home?" Slash glares at her, "why are you in such a rush?"

"I'm meeting Michelle at her place. I need to go home and get ready!" She exclaims, Slash sighs, "alright, well, let me give you a ride, yeah?" Nat nods, "okay."

Slash gives her a ride back to her place and waits while she gets herself dolled up, then drops her off at Michelle's. He watches her walk in with the worst anxiety. Somethings not right.

For the first time, Michelle and Nat actually share a kiss. Which quickly turns into a heavy makeout session. And then stripping. But only Nat. But she doesn't realise. Michelle does everything she can to turn her into a worked up and excited mess.

She has her layer out, 'ready for her'. It's gonna happen, Nat thinks to herself. Michelle excuses herself to grab something that she claims is very important, which only fuels her excitement. After a while, she comes back.

"Is that a camera..?"

i fr just need to lock in and finish the slaxl fic ffs

forgot i was writing the slaxl fic tbh.

Who is he?

part 3 (a)

a/n: kinda spoiler but this is just a build up for the next two chapters. the calm before the storm 😈

warnings: im not really sure there are any

part 2

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Slash stares at them. He's not entirely sure how to feel. Axl was sitting on the wall with a black haired, pale, scrawny looking boy. All they were doing was sharing a joint. That's not what bothered him. People share joints all the time. What bothered him was how quickly he seemingly moved on.

Nat looks up at him, "are you okay? She carefully asks. He opens his mouth to answer, but Axl spots him, "shit," he says, a little too calm.

Axl comes over to them, the black haired boy following curiously. "Hey..." Axl says, looking down at the ground. Nat backs away a little. Slash stays quiet. "Uh... haven't seen you around in a while," Axl says, looking at Slash but not making eye contact.

"Been sick," Slash says, shrugging. Axl notices his bandaged wrist, and he immediately grabs it, "shit, what happened?" Slash feels his eyes welling up. He didn't realise how much he actually missed the ginger prick until now. The way he was gently holding his wrist and the concern on his face just like when they were dating.

They finally make eye contact.

They stare at each other silently. It wasn't hate. It wasn't love, it wasn't remorse, it wasn't guilt. It wasn't anything. But it was overwhelmingly all of those things at the same time. Slash breaks the silence after a long while, "who is he?"

Axl drops his wrist and clears his throat, "uh, t-this is Izzy... he moved here last week," Izzy smiles slightly. It was clear he didn't know about Slash and Axl. He was angry. "New friend of yours?" Axl at him with the same amount of rage. The way Slash had put an emphasis on 'friend' meant he knew there was something between the two of them. Both of them were angry with eachother.

Axl smiles angrily, "yep. New... friend."

"Uh, Slash?" Nat chimes in. He looks at her, "what?" She grabs his hand, "my dad... he's waiting for us... come on, you need to eat" Slash sighs and nods, "yeah, yeah, I'm coming," he says, then looks back up at Axl.

Nat has to physically drag him away.

Another few weeks pass. Slash and Axl had done a great job avoiding eachother. Nat was doing everything she could to distract him, and the thing that worked best was talking about her own love life.

It was a Saturday night, Slash was at her place helping her get ready for her date with Michelle.

"How many dates have you been on with this girl?" He asks. "Four" Nat replies, trying to fix her makeup. "Do I get to meet her?" She pauses. "Not yet..." He scoffs, "why not?" She looks at him and frowns, "because I'm not ready to introduce her yet!"

Slash sighs, "yeah, alright. You ready to go?" Nat smiles excitedly, "I think so... I'm really nervous. I might puke." Slash drops Nat off for her date and then he drives back home. On his way, he spots Axl and Izzy sitting in the park.

He grips the steering weel tighter, staring at them angrily. They were simply chatting. Until Axl looked over and saw Slash staring at them.

Suddenly Axl couldn't keep his hands off Izzy, grabbing him, kissing him, holding him. Slash drove off, pretending like he didn't care. Like it wasn't the most painful thing he'd ever experienced.

He drove off into the night, driving around aimlessly.

Idk if you're active or not but if you are could you do a slash x reader where reader has an ed and he tries to help

a/n: i hope this is ok cuz its kinda short ;-;

warnings: mentions of eating disorders

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Slash was embarrassed at how long it had taken him to realise. He was trying to get to your place as fast as he could, hoping he wasn't too late. Duff was the one who told him about how it had been a week since you ate.

He finally gets to your apartment, going straight for the hidden key. He didn't want to waste any time.

He walked into your apartment and stared at your body laying on the floor. "Fuck." He kneels down beside you. Still breathing. He sighs in relief and shakes you, "baby?" Your eyes flutter open, and he lets out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. You blink up at him, not fully processing where you were yet, "hi," you smile sleepily.

Slash smiles sympathetically, "hey, sweetheart... you really scared me there, you know?" You frown, still confused, "why?" He sighs, "I found you in here, passed out on the floor... you fainted," he explains.

Slash gives you time to come back into reality. When you do, he lifts you onto the couch. "Why are you starving yourself, baby?" He grabs your hands. "I eat too much..." He stares at you, looking completely heartbroken. You were clearly underweight. Dangerously.

Slash shakes his head, "no, you aren't eating anything at all!" You frown. "I am- " He cuts you off, grabbing your wrist. "Baby, I can feel your bones... Take your sweater off."

You hesitate, then slowly take it off. Slash's face drops. "Oh, sweetheart..." He traces his fingers over your ribs, the ribs that could be very clearly seen. You tense up. "S-stop it..." Slash grabs your hands, kissing your forhead. "It's okay. I'm gonna help you, yeah?"

You look up at him, sniffling, "...r-really?"

He nods. And he kept his promise.

It took a few months for you to gain just a little weight. He ate every time you did so you wouldn't feel under pressure. If you were ever eating with the rest of the band, he told them to eat as much as they could.

The two of you were sitting in the Walnut House watching some documentary on snakes. It amazed you how much Slash loved snakes. What amazed you even more was how attached you'd grown to his snake, which was currently resting on top of both of your heads.

Your stomach growled and Slash looks down at you. "Darling?" You don't look up, "hmm?" He mutes the Tv, "time to start making dinner, yeah?"

You hesitate.

He looks down at you, "sweetheart? What is it?" You tear up, "I... can't..." He sighs, "one of those days, huh?" You nod, teary eyed. Slash thinks for a minute. You were the one who cooked, not because you were a woman, but because you enjoyed it, and Slash couldn't cook for shit. He was still hungry, but he knew it would be wrong to ask you to cook anyways.

"How about we order some takeout?" You frown. "Please?" Eventually, he convinces you and he orders food from your favourite take out place.

Half an hour later, your food comes. Slash takes it into the kitchen and puts it out on plates. He puts all of his onto one plate, but he purposely leaves a generous amount of yours still in the bag. He brings the plates into the living room and hands you one. "I'll eat at the same time as you, okay?"

You nod.

He holds his fork up, waiting for you. You hesitantly hold your fork up. Tears were streaming down your face. Slash moved when you did. You moved the fork closer and closer to your mouth until you finally put it in your mouth.

It was ugly. Without context it looked like he was forcing you. But you knew this was good for you.

You kept crying. But you felt supported. This was definitely going to be a long recovery. But knowing Slash would be there, doing everything he can, made it just a little easier. And you couldn't feel more grateful for that.

so ive been sick... 😰

i start writing again now

does anyone else fw weekend at bernies ;-;

You can't hurt me

part 2 (a)

a/n: i love angst. this version is the depressing one but its good i promise 🙏🏻

warnings: angst, mentions of sh, mentions of suicide, mentions of eds,

part 1

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She sat with him, bandaging his wrist. Slash stayed quiet. He hadn't shown his face in public since breaking up with Axl.

His fake girlfriend, Natalie, came over after school to talk to him. He hadn't told her about their breakup yet. She tapes his bandage and cups his face, "you look awful... when was the last time you slept?" He shrugs.

She sighs, "wanna tell me what happened?"

He nods slowly, then tells her everything, not leaving any detail out. "I fucked up, I mean I really fucked up, Nat. Bad." She wraps her arms around him tightly, "I'm sorry, honey. I'm so sorry this happened. I'm so sorry it's so difficult. It shouldn't have to be this difficult."

He felt safe with her. They had known each other since they were little kids. She was the first person he came out to, resulting in her doing the same and leading to their fake relationship.

He sighs. "Am I an asshole?" She looks up at him, "what makes you think that?" He looks down and frowns, "I'm the one who broke up with Ax... Because I said us being together is wrong." His voice shakes. "Well, do you really believe that?" She asks cautiously, knowing how vulnerable he was already feeling.

He shrugs, "I...I don't know."

Nat sighs, "what makes you think it's wrong?" Slash looks at her. For a long time. Then he comes up with an answer.

"Everyone hates me. They judged me before for having long hair, and for being black, and for dressing the way I do, and for the few times someone saw me with red nails. They judged me. But they tolerated me. They talked to me in class. I got invited to parties. But now they hate me. They look at me with pure disgust. They write shit all over my locker. They write death threats and put them in my locker. They tell me I should end it. The day I broke up with Ax, I was assaulted. I was walking home alone, and these two guys from the football team started attacking me. And they weren't stopping. They were actually going to kill me for the simple reason that I love a man. I love him so much, and I know love is hard, and it takes patience. But I don't want to live my life hiding from people who might actually try to beat me to death because of who I love. That's not fair."

She frowns. "Oh baby, I'm sorry..." Slash shrugs. "I guess this is just how it has to be..."

A few weeks go by. With the help of Natalie, Slash felt comfortable enough to start coming back to school. He dreaded seeing Axl. He was surprised when the entire day had passed and Axl was nowhere to be found.

He shrugged it off and went to find Nat. She was waiting for him outside the school with a big goofy grin on her face. He scrunches his face up, "why are you so happy?"

She grins up at him, "I have a date."

His eyes widen, "a date!? With who!?" She smiles, "she's new here. She's called Michelle. She's super cool, and she's really pretty and -" Slash interrupts her, "I get it you little lesbian." She giggles. She was so excited. He smiles. This was nice. He was happy for her.

The two of them start walking away from the school. Nat looks up at him, "you hungry?" Slash looks down at her, "yeah, I didn't eat lunch," she frowns, "why not?" "Fish."

She nods. She knew there was a time when he had a difficult relationship with food, but this was just him hating any kind of food that came from the ocean. "Well, my dad said we can go to the diner and get lunch and dinner whenever we want," he looks down, "yeah? How much?" She rolls her eyes, "it's free, dumbass." His eyes light up.

The diner wasn't far, and the walk there only built their appetite. They were walking towards the diner, Nat walked a little bit ahead of Slash before she realised he had stopped.

She turned back to look at him, "what's wrong?" He stayed silent. Just kept staring at whatever it was he was so interested in. She looks over to see what he was staring at, and then her face drops, "oh..."

Axl.

With another man.

k so im gonna pretend like writing slaxl isnt embarrassing. i kinda really wanna turn that angst oneshot into like a big story (ive alr started writing part 2...). but ive thought of two different versions and ones really depressing and doesnt end well and the other does and idk which one to write

also can u all start sending me more requests i have severe writers block 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

so based on my inbox im guessing you guys want more subby slash 🤔🤔🤔🤔

i have started writing again but i wont be taking part in kinktober this year cuz its alr the 13th n thats way too overwhelming

i lowk just realised since my last post ive no idea what to write next

SEND ME REQUESTS PLEASE 💔

good boy

warnings: weed, high sex, oral (f receiving), handjob x, praise, subby slash :3

a/n: hes actually a little bitch

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It was a Saturday night, and you were at home, waiting for your food to be delivered and watching TV. You were taking a break from going out and drinking and partying and having sex with whatever rockstar you could. You get up when there's a knock on your door, thinking it was your food.

You open the door, "Slash?"

He smiles nervously. You had never seen him this nervous before. "H-hey, um, sorry for just showing up," he was barely making eye contact. He must be sober. You shrug and step to the side, "its fine, it's not like im doing much anyway."

He comes in and shuts the door, "you look different," he says whilst taking in your appearance.

You blush and look down. You were in pyjama bottoms and an old t-shirt. Your hair was slightly messy, and you weren't wearing any makeup or perfume. It was the complete opposite of what he was used to. Usually, you were dressed in crop tops and mini skirts or short shorts. "Oh, yeah, um...I just thought I'd stay home tonight and relax," you shrug. He smiles nervously, "yeah, I get it."

You walk back over to your couch and sit down, gesturing him to follow. "So, why'd you come over?" He blushes and stays quiet for a little while, "the first and last time i met you, all we did was fuck, and it was right before a show so I basically left as soon as we were done, and I felt bad about that, because I'm not actually that kind of guy...I tried looking for you after the show but, I couldn't find you anywhere," he pauses and looks up at you, you could tell how nervous he was, which confirmed that he was sober. "I came over because I want to get to know you...whether that leads to just a nice night, us becoming friends, anything. I just know I want to get to know you."

You smile, "Slash, that's so sweet... I wanna get to know you too," he blushes again and smiles nervously. "Slash?" He looks up, "y-yeah?"

You smile sympathetically, "do you want some weed?" He nods almost immediately. You get up and go to your room, looking through your underwear drawer for it. A few minutes later you come back into the livingroom and roll a joint for you to share.

As he gets high, he gets less nervous, and the two of you spend the night talking about yourselves and getting to know one another, the weed making you tell more personal things than you normally would. You could tell, though, that you could be comfortable around him. That he wouldn't judge you. You felt safe with him.

You spend the night talking and laughing over stupid shit and sharing the food you ordered. A bit into the night, you start noticing him shifting uncomfortably every now and then.

You look down and notice the bulge growing in his pants. You giggle a little, "uh, do you want some help?"

He blushes, "shit, I'm sorry...weed tends to -" he trails off when he notices you moving closer to him. You get up and straddle him, "keep talking" He lets out a quiet whimper, thinking you didn't hear. He clears his throat, "weed makes me sensitive," he mumbles. You look down at him, then start to kiss down his neck.

He whines softly, "... fuck."

You look up at him and lean down to kiss him. He immediately melts into the kiss, his hands finding your waist. You and Slash had slept together before, and he was usually rough. But this time, his touch was so gentle, delicate, almost as if he was afraid to touch you.

You pull away and look down at him, "don't be shy..." He looks up, "but I am," his voice is almost a whisper. You smile and bring a hand down to his stomach. His breath hitches.

You pull his hard cock out of his leather pants, knowing he never wore underwear. He leans his head back and lets out a shaky breath.

You start to move your hand slowly, feeling him twitch in your hand. He lets out a soft whine. You stop and look up at him. The sounds he would make when the two of you had sex were always low moans, groans and grunts. This was different.

You start to move your hand again at a quicker pace. He moans, but it was much higher and whinier than what you had heard before. His hand moves to your thigh, "f-fuck," he squirms as you move your hand faster. You look down at him. He looks right back up at you with the neediest little look.

He keeps staring up at you, squirming and whining while you move your hand faster, "you gonna cum?" He nods, "close, close, hah- please- I'm so close," he moans loudly, much higher pitched than you had heard before.

"Go on," you smile down at him. His back arches slightly and his eyes roll back as he cums all over your hand. You keep moving your hand at the same speed, feeling him twitch.

When you stop, you get off his lap and sit beside him. You look up at him, "on your knees."

He doesn't hesitate and immediately gets off the couch and settles between your legs on the floor. He pulls your pyjama pants down, followed by your panties. He looks up at you. You nod, "go ahead..." He starts lapping at your folds, alternating between sucking your clit and sticking his tongue in your hole.

You grab a fistful of his hair, holding him down. You were practically riding his face, moaning out random praises. "Fuck, don't stop!" He starts sucking on your clit and sticks two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out. You moan slightly louder, "oh fuck, that's it, good boy," he whines, sending vibrations through your body.

You look down at him and see him staring up at you through his eyelashes, "yeah? You like that?" He moans against your clit, sending more vibrations through your body. "Fuck- hah- don't stop!" You cry out louder as you squirt all over his face.

When he pulls away, you pull him up, "you're such a good boy," he whines again. You lean in and kiss him, then pull away.

You both realise you're not entirely sure what to do now. "So...do you wanna stay over...?" You ask awkwardly. He smiles and nods, pulling you close and kissing you again. He was clearly more comfortable now.

hes gonna take it like a good boy