#duff mckagan fluff

[thesmokingguns]

Shadow Monster w/ Duff McKagan

She stuck to the shadows because who would want to see her in the light of day? Her face was a reminder of a bad thing that had happened to a good person. A scared little girl who had gotten attacked by the big bad wolf. His claw marks tore open her pale skin, leaving jagged scars on her face that people stared at for too long or flinched away from.

Once upon a time she was pretty. But now she was a monster. So she stayed in the shadows to avoid becoming someone else's nightmare.

As much as she stalked in the inky void of shadows, trying to avoid being the prey to someone else she had a predator following after her. His eyes hunting her as she moved along in quick bursts to escape sight, sticking to alleyways and fence lines that blocked her from view.

But he saw her.

He always saw her.

“Found you little darkness.” he threw down the cigarette, his car creeping along as she moved, headphones over her ears, hood pulled up to block out anyone from seeing her.

But Duff saw her. He always saw her.

They dubbed her little red riding hood in the papers. The girl with strawberry hair in eyes so big, brown with gold specks that stared at whoever had snapped the picture outside of court. She was only 18 years old and her eyes were endless pools of broken promises and pain. Duff had seen her, the case had taken over the media. Her mother had married someone who was more monster than man. He had attacked her, chained her up and beat her within an inch of her life. She had escaped through a window in the basement that had been broken by neighborhood kids playing a game of baseball. But as she tried to crawl out of the jagged broken space he had caught her ankle, dragging her through the sharp glass.

Her screams caught the attention of the kids hunting for their baseball. One of them had a cop for a father and she had been rescued within minutes after months of dark, dank basement.

Her freedom should have made her happy but Duff watched his obsession shrink and shrink, lurking with the nightmares in the dark. He had some sense of need to protect her, an obsession some would say to follow her around. Make sure she made it from the small boutique back home. Make sure her library books were returned on time. Change out the milk in her fridge so she didn’t eat anything bad, add a few boxes of pasta to her stash, replace the butter because she hates red sauce. Small things she noticed and appreciated but never questioned.

She thought she was crazy because even though she stuck to the shadows she was still afraid of the dark.

Duff waited outside her apartment, watched the light come on and her shadows moving around the place, checking for monsters that he had already cast out, before he climbed up the fire escape, taking up his perch outside her bedroom to peek in and make sure she was all set.

He had been bolder today.

And he watched her notice. Watched the way her hand touched the yellow tulip with the tip of her finger, stroking its petal with a look of confusion on her face. He had wanted to bring a little sunlight to her gloom. Give her a gift.

Once he had approached her on the street, tried to talk to her and introduce himself but it’s hard to let someone scared of showing her face let her know she’s the most beautiful girl in the world.

So he had to do this. Small little things to make her know that she was his soulmate.

Her fingers touched the card he had left for her, her eyes reading line by line.

‘I’m here when you’re ready’

Her hands trembled, the hood falling from her face as her scars came into view. Duff watched the way she sat hard on the bed, her back to him so he couldn’t see her beauty.

“Are you here?” she asked into the empty room, looking at the closet like he was going to come out of that. But he had boundaries. He wasn't going to come in uninvited when she was awake.

“Yes.” he whispered but it was loud enough for her to turn, sharply as she raised her hood, hiding from him as their eyes met through the window.

Her breathing was heavy, watching him like a caged animal waiting for him to attack her but Duff was here to love her, not to scare her anymore. He held up his hands, waiting for her to make a move.

She stood, moving towards the window, not opening the glass but it was so thin he could hear her from between the panes.

“You’re the man from the library. The one who said I was…” she couldn’t say the words.

“Beautiful.” he answered, not taking his eyes off of her. “You’re beautiful, Amara.” Her eyes blinked, her hands on the hood as she looked at him, trying to make sense of what this man was doing here.

Doug. Dan. Dally.

What was his name?

He was stalking her. She realized that. ALl the little things that had made her feel insane starting to make sense as this blonde man with eyes that were too kind stared through her window. He had called her beautiful before and he wasn't flinching away as he called her beautiful now.

Maybe she was a fetish to him.

She lowered her hood, watching the way his eyes stayed on hers. Not the scar. No flinching. Just her.

“Why me?” she whispered. She had fallen into the attention of a man who was supposed to protect her and love her mother. Had been hurt by the attention of someone else before and now here this stranger was, following her as she tried to hide in the shadows. Trying to bring life and light to her darkness.

“Because the first time I saw your picture and looked into your eyes I knew you were it for me, little darkness. I knew that I never wanted to see another bad thing happen to you. I wanted to be the sunshine to your rain, the stars to your night, the light to your life.” He wasn’t scared to tell her how enraptured he was with her, “I’ve followed you to make sure you’re safe. I’ve changed your smoke alarm batteries, made your bed when you forget in the morning, and even took the mouse out of the trap before you saw it. I just want to be there for you.” His hand reached out, touching the window glass.

Would she let him in?

“Do you watch me when I sleep?” He didn’t look away as he nodded his head, not ashamed of it. “WIll you watch over me tonight? I’m tired and scared.” She admitted it to him as he watched her, licking his dry lips as he nodded.

“I’ll always watch over you. You’re safe.” She nodded her head, kicking off her shoes as she climbed into bed and pulled the blankets over her, eyes on Duff’s as she watched him.

Her stalker.

Her eyes started drifting closed.

Or maybe he was the nightlight she needed to feel safe to sleep at night.

#duff mckagan imagine #duff mckagan fluff #duff mckagan x reader #duff mckagan fan fiction #duff mckagan fanfic #duff mckagan fanfiction #duff gnr #duff McKagan #guns n roses fan fiction #gnr fan fiction

[izzystradlinswife]

are you working on any fics right now and if so what ones

I always have fics on the back burner so I have one scheduled for today but I'm also working on ↓↓↓

Duff M. smut ☆

Mick M. Story ♡

Phil L. Hcs ♡☆

Steven A. Story ♡

Duff M. Story ♡

If you want to pick which ones you'd like to come out, first tell me in my inbox! Bas fic☆ coming out in a few hrs!!

#jude's rambling #jude's line up #duff mckagan smut #mick mars fluff #phil lewis smut #phil lewis fluff #steven adler fluff #duff mckagan fluff #80s #jude's delusional

[aishnico]

#𝙎𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙃: 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦

» summary: the famous guitarist of guns n’ roses is not sure what he feels towards you

» word count: 3.2k (wOOOOO)

» warnings: cringey stuff (help 🙄🙄), alchohol, drugs, not cheating but you might take it personally (?) suggestive content, he’s a bitch until the last parts, fluff at the end (?), grammar issues (as always)

“so, what’s up with that girl in that music shop?” duff asked his curly-haired friend while drinking his vodka.

his friend yawned. “huh, who?”

“the girl in the music shop, you even invited her to our last concert. izzy said he saw you two on outside.”

he blinked a few times. then realization hit him. “ooh, you’re talking about miss fortune,” he then started to laugh like an idiot. “be ready to hear what will come.”

he didn't care about you, at first. he just thought you were a cute girl who was in charge of one of his favorite music stores when sometimes the owner, your dad, wasn't around. you would look at him impressed and with adoration whenever he played one of the greatest guitar solos. your reaction would cause him to chuckle and boost his ego.

you wondered since when he was playing and how many hours he was practicing a day. of course, your mouth was wide open when you heard the answer. you acted like you weren't believing him, but deep down, you knew it was mostly true.

after some time, he asked you to attend one of his band's shows to see more of his guitar capabilities. and it's not like a famous rock star asks you this every day. so you accepted his offer.

the show was crazy; his bandmates were also crazy and flirtatious as fuck, but they killed the show. you were looking for him after the show. then saw his friends taking drugs while a couple of half-naked chicks were sitting by their sides. you assumed he was going to join them, but you saw him outside trying to light his cigarette. but you grabbed it from his hands with a sly smile. he furrowed his eyebrows.

"c'mon, girl, give it back."

"there are better things to do than this. what are you doing here?"

"just went for some fresh air. the atmosphere inside is making my head hurt today. guess i'm not in the mood."

"this," you pointed his lighter. "doesn't make fresh air. also, won't this make your head hurt more?"

he rolled his eyes at you. "and what are you suggesting?"

that was the first moment when he thought you were, strange. more strange and different than the girls he has ever met. he never thought you would bring him to a chinese tea shop. and he wasn't expecting you to pay for both of you. he had never tried this type of tea before. hell, when was the last time he even drank tea?

the waiters even offered both of you fortune cookies. he thought they were nothing but bullshit. who would even believe in them? of course, you would.

"how can you even believe in these?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows at the cookie.

"well, i don't know about you, but for me, most of them are true!"

"i've never eaten this before."

"come on! how about the fortune cards? have you tried them before?"

"no. like i said, they are all bullshit." he said with a strict tone.

"at least eat the cookie."

he did as you said and broke the cookie in half. he didn't even look at the mini-paper and wrinkled it. then saw your sad puppy eyes looking at him. he sighed and straightened the paper without showing it to you.

'the thing you might be looking for is nearer than you think.'

what does that even mean? he furrowed his eyebrows again. "what does it say?" you asked him excitedly, and he wrinkled the paper and put it in his pocket.

"you're no fun." you muttered.

"and you are the most hilarious person i've ever met. it's getting late. let's go."

"would you accompany me?" you asked with a teasing tone.

usually, when he would go on his 'dates', he would call a cab for them. he doesn't remember when he accompanied them on a walk or when he agreed to accompany you now.

he listened to your beliefs about those fortune things he found bullshit, how tea is better than coffee and country music is actually nice to listen to, which he disagrees with on both. you two didn't have any common things at all. but he found it amusing to argue about things about which you didn't have the same opinion as him.

you were now standing before your house. you smiled at him. "thank you for the company."

he shrugged. "i mean, you asked me to do it so..."

"yeah yeah, good night, saul." you planted a kiss on his cheek before entering your house. he stood there for a couple of seconds. then started to walk fast to the street to find a cab. he had already lost a lot of time.

"she then kissed my cheek, and she probably thinks we're dating or something." the guitarist laughed at his sentence with duff. he took another roll of cocaine.

"i think she did that because she wanted to tease you?" duff asked.

"tease me? man, i don't even have eyes on her. she's weird. not in a bad way, though."

"don't tease her himself. girls like her may think you're in love with her or something."

"trust me, she's like the last person to fall in love with."

that was what he has been telling himself since your little 'date'. he didn't bother to contact you, neither did you. he thought you were just acting indifferent.

he almost forgot you while he was on tour. every day traveling to another city, playing the same songs, meeting with new chicks, and sometimes making out with them...

it has been almost a month and a half since you saw each other. they were in los angeles again, working on a new album. one day, he received a phone call from the owner of his favorite music shop. the shopkeeper told him that there were new pedals and equipments for electric guitars at the shop. he got excited and went on his way to the shop.

he spent about an hour there, testing new guitars and equipments on them. however, he decided he didn't need them for now. he thanked the shopkeeper, and before leaving, he saw a familiar picture of a woman behind the cash point.

what he did not expect was that the woman in the picture, you, was the shopkeeper's daughter.

"haven't you met with my daughter yet? strange... i remember that she told me that a famous guitarist would come here often while i had something to do."

"i... don't remember her."

"hm, i don't think you can see her often here from now on. she's in college, so she doesn't have much time for her dad anymore, I guess." he coughed.

"what's her major?"

"english literature, i believe"

"cool... anyway, take care." the guitarist answered when he was about to leave the shop. before he could pull the door, somebody else pulled. you.

both his and your eyes wide open. you smiled at him sincerely. "what a pleasing surprise! we met again." you chuckled.

"oh? isn't that our little miss fortune?" he seemed to remember now.

"miss fortune? that's not the best way to describe me but okay. i'm in a hurry, but i'd like to meet you tonight at the tea shop where we went about a month ago. bye!" you rushed inside without saying anything else.

"hey! when should i come?"

your father grinned at him and the guitarist left the shop.

why did i say that..? the man thought to himself. i probably sounded desperate to see her or something. ugh...

he made his way towards the local bar where he and his bandmates would usually hang out. maybe he could kill some time before heading to the tea shop. he just wanted to lay on a couch for a while but couldn't say no to a pretty lady who wanted to share her bottle of jack daniels with him.

"waiting for someone, handsome?"

"i'm waiting for someone, actually."

"hm, unpunctual people are not up to good."

"actually, i don't know why am i waiting."

"are you waiting for a date?"

"i don't think it's a date, just a hangout."

"well, i don't think you should wait too long for a hangout. you have nothing to do better?"

"guess no"

"well, i think there is." the lady smirked at him before attacking his neck with kisses and bites. the man threw his head back and inhaled. he gave her more permission to attack. eventually, he got turned on, pulled her head off, and connected their lips before heading to the nearest toilet.

it was almost 9 p.m. and only now did he remember he needed to go after washing his face. his head was exploding. he still didn't know why he was heading there. he certainly did not have feelings for you. he didn't find you super attractive, and he didn't find a reason to hang out with you often.

were you friends? he also didn't think so. maybe you would complain about him to his father like a little girl, and then your father would forbid him to come to his shop? that thought was hilarious to him.

after about half an hour, he was standing before the tea shop. when he looked through the window, he saw no one there except a ginger employee. he then hesitated but entered inside.

"i'm sorry sir, but we're closing here after ten minutes." the ginger woman told him before going to the personal room to change her clothes.

he huffed at himself. it was just a waste of time for him. why did he even bother? he asked this question to himself for the nth time.

he made his way to the door but stopped once he heard a door opening sound from behind. he returned his face to the sound and saw you with a shocked expression, but it turned into a relaxing small smile.

"you came..."

"you called."

then your ginger friend got out of personal room and tapped your shoulder. "we're closing in ten minutes. make your last order, then close the shop, alright?"

you nodded. "good night!"

"good night!"

you both watched her leave, then looked at each other awkwardly. "i thought you wouldn't show up."

"i planned to come here earlier, but..."

"but..." you repeated after him and got closer to him. your happy face dropped off. you looked at his neck full of hickies. "guess mosquitoes nagged you." you gave him a small smile.

"oh, is that much visible? my friends will tease the shit out of me."

you didn't reply and made your way toward the cash point. "what can i make for you?" 

he looked at the tea chart for a couple of seconds. "you know what? make the tea we both drank when we were here."

"i don't remember which we drank."

"then make your favorite. make two cups of them."

"oh? you seem pretty thirsty." you teased him.

"nah, that's for you. you treated me that time. now i want to repay."

you nodded. "oh, so that's why you came here. to repay me."

this thought never passed through his mind but he chose to lie. "yeah, pretty much." you didn't look up to him but nodded.

after a couple of minutes, you put two cups of tea on the tray and went to where he was sitting. you placed his tea in front of him. "thank you."

you sat next to him. admiring people from afar. a lady and her boyfriend were clinging to each other to get warm. an old lady was struggling with her walker and her son (or someone else) was trying to help her. three children running on pavements while laughing (why were they outside at this hour?)

but he could care less about the outside. he was admiring you. he was admiring how soft your expression was. how you looked cute when you're puffing the steam from tea. how slowly you're drinking it, but it is still hot, and you manage to burn the tip of your tongue a little bit. he chuckled at himself.

"what's funny?" you pouted at him.

"you. you're funny."

you rolled your eyes at him. "you're annoying, mind your business."

"what happened to your lovey-dovey attitude? i still remember that kiss." he teased you.

"ugh, don't remind me. i cringe every time i remember this. god knows what was i thinking... besides, i know that meant nothing to you."

"ooh, how do you know that?"

"because you would try to contact me, at least passing by that music shop. but you never did these for the past month. you just chased some mosquitoes, and they chase you back."

he laughed at this. "why do i feel like we're arguing like we're actually a couple?"

you didn't know how to reply, so you continued to sip your tea. you didn't talk until you finished your tea. you looked at his side and saw that his cup was full.

"you didn't even take a sip."

"i waited for it to be cold."

"trust me, it is now. but i have to close the shop. drink it or give it to me." you said while reaching your hand to him. but he quickly grabbed the cup and drank it all at once.

your mouth was wide open. you blinked a few times. "this is not some tequila okay?! you can't just one-shot it!"

"who says?" he replied while heading to the cash point. you followed him there and finished your cleaning and checking the last things before heading door with him.

after locking the door you looked at him. you thought he wanted to say something so you waited patiently.

"thank you." was all he said. you lowered your head, and smiled at yourself. "i shall thank you. for the free tea."

"i forgot to thank you at that time. and i thank you now for your kindness."

he would never thought these words would actually leave his mouth. like, he was a completely different person now.

"you're welcome, i hope you enjoyed your tea."

"trust me, i did."

"well, i'm glad." you looked at him now. after a brief moment of silence, you coughed. "i should get going. you should too. don't drink too much at this hour. huh, why would you listen to me?" you lowered your voice at the end but he heard it anyway.

"i already drank today. and i have no desire to drink again. not now, but surely tomorrow."

"alright, good night saul. take care."

you smiled again and started to walk on your way. "wait!" you heard him calling you so you stopped. he immediately came next to you.

"would you want me to company you?"

you chuckled at yourself. "i do not want to waste your time."

"trust me, you won't."

what was that again? what did he just say? he completely agreed that he was just someone else right now. but his stomach got hurt so much when you sincerely smiled again. it wasn't pain, it was something else. it feels like something quivers in his stomach and the breath from his lungs is leaving.

he feels exhilaration.

"are you okay? you're trembling," you asked him worriedly, caressing both of his arms.

he feels like he is about to explode.

"the weather- yes, the weather is... getting cold. we should get going."

"look, you don't have to come with me. my house isn't far from here anyway. you're shaking. just find a cab and head to your home. you won't be happy when you get sick and you have to be at the studio at that moment."

oh how sincere you were in your words and how caring you were towards him.

"i'm gonna be fine," he smirked and you both started to walk next to each other.

both of you didn't talk. although the silence wasn't disturbing. it was a comfortable one. million thoughts were flying inside his head right now. he was mainly thinking about your current situation. what you two were? what you were to him? was this feeling temporary? was this feeling gonna hunt him constantly? he didn't know.

the only thing he knew was that he had to find a reason to hang out with you again.

he wanted to know more about you. wanted to hear about your college life and lessons. want to know about your family and friends. wanted to know your favorite color, food, animal, movie, and more. he wanted to learn about you more.

"are you feeling warm yet?" you broke the long silence. but it seemed like he was in his deep thoughts.

"saul?" you called him. he then came back to reality and looked at you. "

"huh? excuse me, i was thinking about something."

"i asked if you're feeling warm yet."

"oh, yeah. pretty much."

"good."

a silence occurred between you once again. this time, he broke it. with saying something unexpected.

"although i would feel completely warm if you make me a soup."

you laughed hysterically. "i bet those chicks make hella delicious soups."

"nah, i don't think so. i want to try your meals someday."

he didn't care about it anymore. he didn't care anymore if he was being someone else. he liked it

"someday... someday seems cool."

"your behavior did really change. i would lie if i say i don't miss the old lovey-dovey miss fortune [name]."

"h-huh? don't call me miss fortune. i'm not interested in that stuff that much now. besides, unlike you, i love this saul."

"oh? you don't like my old me?"

"he was salty, but he was okay. i would still hang out with him."

he couldn't hide his smile but managed to hide his slightly flushed cheeks. even if he was being like this, or normal himself, you would still be next to him.

finally, you both were standing in front of your house. you inhaled and looked at him. "thank you for your accompany."

he just shrugged, couldn't find anything to say. so you cleaned your throat. "good night, saul. take care."

"you too, good night."

you smiled and before you pulled the door he called you by your name. you turned your head at him.

"no good night kisses?" he asked with a cheeky tone. you just rolled your eyes at him playfully. "don't tease me, boy, now go and get some sleep."

"woah woah woah woah- you know what it feels like to me? like i just skipped a big part of a romance novel." duff laid on the couch, almost going to sleep right there.

"i know it happened in one night but, i'm telling you. this time, wasn't like the first time. the first time i really wanted to walk away from there. but this time, i didn't want it to end."

"congratulations on your new hook-up then. just know, i'm gonna make it shorter by saying she's the last person to fall in love with."

"hey, mind your own business!"

"fine fine..." the bassist yawned loudly before slowly drifting off.

they didn't talk for a few minutes since saul was lost in his thoughts again. then something clicked in his mind.

there weren't two versions of him. there wasn't this cheeky and normal saul. there was only one. and that only one have…

he broke the silence.

"dude, i think i've fallen in love with her for real."

the bassist woke up and dropped his bottle of vodka to the floor. "you what?!"

#gnr #guns n roses #gnr x reader #guns n roses x reader #slash #saul hudson #slash x reader #saul hudson x reader #gnr fluff #slash fluff #slash angst #axl rose #duff mckagan #steven adler #izzy stradlin #rockstar imagines #90s #80s #hard rock #90s rock #80s rock #gnr fanfiction #slash fanfiction

[axlrosebaby]

I want to get on his lap and kiss him to shut him up whenever Axl says he's old :33

whenever axl talks down about himself it's usually in a joking way. but you see through him and see that his subtle ways of sharing his insecurities is usually when he's asking for some form of comfort.

somehow, he's managed to incorporate a self-deprecating joke into your conversation, usually something about him being old and how he doesn't understand you'd ever want him. or he'd been reading some things online and he'd been uncharacteristically quiet.

"you okay, baby?" you'd ask, noticing the absence of his voice and the way he'd put his phone away, not looking at it.

"mhm," he'd mutter, not really giving you a straight answer.

you'd furrow your brow and he'd notice your anxious expression.

"princess, drop it."

"you've been reading comments again haven't you?"

his silence was enough of an answer and you sighed, getting out of your chair to walk over to him. you sat back down on his lap and ran a hand through his hair.

"you've just gotta ignore them." his hands would be on your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"i know. i do most of the time." "you do..." you'd continue cautiously. "but its gotta be shitty to hear all the things they say about you." "you get used to it. and besides i am old and my voice isn't what it was. they make their points."

you'd shoot him a sympathetic look.

"no." you'd protest and place your hands on his face. he'd grab at your wrist affectionately as you press a kiss to his lips. "don't let them get to you."

"they make good points, baby."

"no." you'd say again and shake your head. "no they don't. how come you have to look and sound 20 forever when they get to age? it's not fair that you get slandered by people who don't know how to sing and how difficult it is to sing how you used to. it's ridiculous."

despite himself, he'd smile at your defence.

"you're cute when you're angry."

you'd pout and give him a look.

"i'm serious, axl."

"i know you are, baby. so am i." he'd brush your hair out of your face and press a kiss to your head. "thank you."

you'd smile and kiss him properly on the lips.

"i just don't want you listening to them. you're axl fucking rose. they've got nothing on you."

he'd laugh and wrap his arms around you, pulling you flush against his chest. he'd tilt his chin up, your hands on either side of his face.

"they're just jealous i've got a girl as pretty and as loyal as you." he'd kiss you softly, hands trailing up to your back and down to the swell of your ass.

"hell yeah, they are."

#ana's drabbles #axl rose #guns n roses #axl rose x reader #hard rock #duff mckagan #slash #izzy stradlin #steven adler #axl rose fluff

[sadhornyygirl]

Materialist

Slashers

Michael Myers

pathetic

bully

public

overstimulation

the masked stranger

Jason Voorhees

jump

Thomas Hewitt

Oral Sex

Billy Loomis

god...yes

faster darling

doggystyle

jealous

I want to cum inside you

scream

porn

Stu Macher

chocking

GUNS N ROSES

Izzy Stradlin

sex car

squirt

threesome (feat. Julian Casablancas)

taking care of him

Duff Mckagan

puppy love

Football

Benjamin Pavard

home

AHS

Michael Langdon

mess

Characters I'm going to write about:

Taglist

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[groupiewhoreee]

Thinking about fluffy Izzy, maybe a fic where he asks you to marry him?:)

Fallen Angel

pairing: Izzy Stradlin x Fem!Reader

warnings: none! just fluffy stuff :)

summary: in request by a lovely anon <3

It was a lovely, warm, and early morning. At a "Private" beach in Los Angeles, California. The sun beat down on the members of Guns N Roses. Izzy thought it would be a good idea to take time off at a private beach, just for fun. Little did you know, he was going to ask you to marry him, but you had no idea. Duff McKagan and Steven Adler were in the water, splashing together and tossing a beach ball across to each other, while it would soon deflate. Axl and Slash were sitting on the beach chairs, drinking alcohol, and then you and Izzy were making a sand castle together on the beach. You had a clump full of sand in your hand, and your tossed it onto the sand castle. Izzy was trying to make shapes in the sand to give the castle designs. "Maybe we could add like hearts in the castle?" You suggested. Izzy shrugged, "Whatever you want baby. I feel like a kid again," Izzy chuckled lightheartedly, now carving hearts in the castle with a stick he originally stepped on. "Wanna go in the water now? Get the sand off?" Izzy offered. You nodded, "Sure, Honey." You agreed. You got up, and Izzy took your hand and ran with you to the water, splashing in it. Izzy couldn't help but smile at you. Steven and Duff looked over at you, "Aw, look, the two love-birds," Duff teased. Izzy rolled his eyes at him. Steven tossed the ball at you, and you caught it, a light laugh leaving your mouth. You threw the ball back at him, and Steven passed it to Duff. Izzy swam towards you and left a kiss on your lips. "I love you so much, Y/N. Your so beautiful." He smiled to you, and you kissed him back. "Aw, thank you babe. I love you so much, too. Your very handsome, I couldn't ever choose someone else over you," You giggled. "You want to go back to shore?" Izzy asked. You nodded and swam back to shore with him, well, more like walking. Izzy held your hand and took you over to the side, but he grabbed something out of his bag, and hid it from you. You smiled at him, but you noticed him get down on one knee.

"Izzy? Wh-" You asked, and he cut you off. "-Y/N, I don't know how to ask this, but will you- will you marry me?" Izzy asked nervously. You gasped, your hands flew on over your mouth. You couldn't help but cry, "Yes, Yes- oh my god, yes! I'll marry you!" You cried out. Izzy smiled and you took one of ur hands away and held it out. Izzy placed the beautiful, diamond ring (of your choice) on your finger. Your lips curled up into an eager smile, and Izzy went and picked you up into a hug, and swung you into a twirl around. "I love you so much, Y/N." He smiled happily, and put you down, his hands trailed to your hips, resting his hands there. "I love you so much too, Izzy." You said, a happy tear streaming down your cheek.

#request #anon <3 #guns n roses #duff gnr #izzy gnr #steven adler #axl gnr #izzy stradlin x reader #izzy stradlin fluff #axl rose #duff mckagan #slash gnr #saul hudson #slash hudson #fluffy #fluff

[gogobo0ts]

i lowkey need soft dom steven adler cuddle flufff pleaseee i beg you broooo <3

literally just look at himmmmm. i love stevie sm omg <33

literally imagine how cuddly he'd be before going on tour. sitting you on his lap and kissing your neck softly calling you his 'pretty baby' <3 he wouldn't want to let you go for a second. he'd be all over you, massaging your hips and waist 'n nuzzling you.

lay your head on his chest and he's literally ALL yours. he'd just be caressing you and worshipping every inch of you. let him leave some hickies, he wants you to remember him while he's gone :(

his hands are gonna be all over you, rest assured. he cannot stop himself from wanting to hold you <3

he really just wants to shower you and spoil you with attention and his love <3

a/n: sorry if it's short, hope you enjoyed! he's just so uhurieokkqps

#steven adler x reader #steven adler #fluff #guns n roses #axl rose #duff mckagan #izzy stradlin #slash gnr

[kissesbutmetalfirst]

BUNNY 🌸

cw // smut, mommy kink, oral (fem reviving), steven adler

you ruffled his blond locks resisting the urge to kiss him all over. because steven was on the floor with a dog-collar round his neck, matching the hickies splattered down his back where he can’t reach. “what’re you trying to get out of me ?”, you said in that motherly tone. deep and soft. “Mm-hmm” steven buried his face in between your thighs, it tickled a little. pressing kisses closer to your pussy. “m’ just marking what’s mine”.

you guided his hands to pull down your panties (shoving them down his back pocket as a trophy). you layed down on your soft pillow and dragged him on top of you by his collar. stevens eyes twinkled seeing you half naked, so he went back to shoving his face down your skirt. “thaaat’s a good boy”. honeycomb dripped down your pussy and he lapped it up, biting your lips and kissing your clit in turns. it felt perfect as h-

“r-ring ring riing” the fucking house phone started vibrating. “fucking bitch… hello ? hii honey where are you ?”. the warmth escaped your abdomen when your bunny stuck his head back out. all the nectar poured out as the cold air in the room hit your pussy “wait yes eleanor one sec-“ you pulled his sweet face to yours. “bunny.. mommy really needs this right now. i’ll be soo proud of my favorite boy”

stevens stomach melted with the praise. his warm body was hovering over you, he needed to get his hands on your plush titties so bad. grabbing his chin and letting him kiss you on the lips,,,, the hold you had on this grown man’s sexuality. it’s dumb the way he melted into the kiss you “allowed” him to give you, pressing tiny cold kisses on your lips as it ended. bc he didn’t want to let go of you.

“kay so, you were just telling me about- OH yeah i remember”. Steven twisted his tongue around your pearl, kissing it like a dog in heat. it was getting kinda hard not to moan through the phone line. but it felt soo good though !! his left hand pawed on your boob, kneading it. “mhm-MH” his desperate moans made you love him even more.

“Mhmm-mommy <3” he licked from your pearl to your pussy. spreading your cheeks a little to lap at the honey that dripped down. obviously he needed everything he could get. “could you call me by my first name sweetie ??” you were getting close and he could feel it. “mHM- y/n ! y/n baby”

“ah- sorry elle other line. fuck i’m gonna cum ah bunny you want that ? want mommy’s cum all over your face ?” he didn’t have time to answer. your thighs squeezed around his face like a venus fly trap. your pussy clenched and you had no thoughts in that little head of yours. other than of course “steven” <3

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[rocketttqueennn]

Patience ♡

request by @nutellanja !! im sorry this took so long to write ive been busy, i hope you like it!!♡

fluff!!, a little angst

You got home later than usual, overworked and extremely stressed. You walked through the door, throwing your bag to the side as you sighed and threw yourself onto the couch, working overtime and dealing with an awful boss isn't a good combo. You curled up on the couch holding the pillow that was nearby, tightly closing your eyes as you tried to relax.

Slash walked in, calling your name as he saw you all balled up on the sofa. He walked over to you and kneeled down onto the floor in front of you, stroking the side of your head as he looked at you with concern.

"Babe, are you alright? Dinner's just about done, would you like some?" He asked, rubbing your hand with his thumb.

You leaned up and hugged him tightly, resting your head in the crook of his neck as you quietly sniffled, mumbling into his shoulder.

He held you to him, delicately kissing your head.

"What's wrong sweetheart? I'm here for you." He said, cupping your cheeks in his hand as he wiped away all the forming tears.

"Work was awful! I hate my boss, I'm being forced to work more and it's all so stressful- I don't like it!" You said, looking up at him as your tears streamed down his hand.

Slash wiped your face, kissing the top of your head.

"Shh, you don't have to go back there for a while baby, I'm sorry about work. You can take time off, you don't have to do all that sweetheart. I'm here, it'll all be okay." He whispered soothingly, helping you stand up as he smiled at you.

You leaned your head on his chest, hugging him to you as close as you possibly could.

"I love you, I love you so much." You said, looking up at him as he kissed you with a smile, leading you to the kitchen where he then pulled a chair for you.

"I made your favorite all for you, come on sweetheart I'll get you a plate." ♡

⊰ END ⊰

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[axl-rose-lover-1987]

“Long Night”

Duff Mckagan x reader

Year:1991

Fluff

You jumped out of the cab grabbing your backstage pass when a security guard stopped you. “Do you know the band ma’am?” He asked sternly. “Yes I’m Duffs girlfriend” you said smiling and showing your pass. The man’s face tensed up when you said Duffs name that couldn’t be good you thought. “Alright come with me.” He said. The man lead you inside and backstage to where you could hear a very angry crowd chanting boo and some other rude things about the band. Shit you thought what did Axl do this time. Speak of the devil Axl came walking past with his security team he looked pissed. Like real pissed not normal Axl pissed like he was about to punch anyone who looked at him wrong right now. You decided not to ask him what was going on in fear of having your face punched in. You saw Slash running up behind and decided to ask him instead. “Slash what the hell is going on why is Axl pissed where’s Duff?” You asked Slash. “Long story…” Slash said somewhat outta breath. “Basically we came on late crowd was super rowdy Axl yelled at them then they started throwing shit at us and Duff got hit in the head” “DUFF WHAT” you interrupted now worried about your boyfriend. “He’s fine y/n it was just a bottle but now he can’t play so the show is over and the crowd is pissed and so is Axl.” Slash said. “Ok well where’s Duff?” You said not really caring about anything but him in this moment. “He’s down the hall the paramedics are looking at him” Slash said. “Ok thanks.” You said already starting to jog down the hallway to him. You found the room down the hall Duff was in and sure enough there he was sitting on a couch holding an ice pack on his head while a paramedic was shining a flashlight in his eyes. “Duff babe are you ok” you said running up and hugging him and then placing yourself right next to him on the couch. “Never been better sweetheart” Duff said in a very sarcastic tone. “He doesn’t have a concussion” the paramedic said. You let out a sigh of relief. “He just needs to rest and I assume you’ll be with him tonight so make sure he’s not around super bright lights and take him to the ER if he throws up but other than that he’s fine and I’ll leave you two alone.” The paramedic said getting up to leave to room. “I’m so sorry Duff I got here late and there was traffic and then Slash told me what happened and I was so worried-“ “Babe look at me” Duff said lifting up your chin so you were looking him in the eyes “I’m fine really and all that matters is your here now” Duff said kissing your forehead. You relaxed a little more with that now. You two sat silent for a few mins. Then you stood up and walked away from him and held up three fingers. “How many fingers am I holding up Mckagan.” You said half joking half serious. “ Y/n you can’t be serious” Duff said rolling his eyes and laughing. “I’m serious” you said smiling. “Three” Duff said. “There happy?” Then you walked up to Duff and sat right in his lap “Do you know where you are Duff?” “The jungle y/n” Duff said in a sarcastic tone “cmon babe the guy said I didn’t have a concussion you can relax” Duff said laughing at you. “ I know i know I just love you so much babe” you said kissing him. “ I love you too baby” Duff said. “C’mon” you said standing up. “Let’s go home and rest” you said grabbing Duffs hands and leading him out the door. “Awe i wanted to go home and make out” Duff said in a whiny voice. “ Not tonight blondie ” you said giggling at him. It was going to be a long night trying to get Duff to actually rest but you knew you would still love every moment with him.

#guns n roses #duff mckagan #duff mckagan x reader #gnr fanfiction #fanfic #fluff

[aishnico]

I'm thinkinggggg....maybe something angsty to fluffy with Slash?

#𝙎𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙃: 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳

» summary: you were tired of your boyfriend’s drug habit, so one night you asked him to choose between you and his habit. when he left you without an answer, you went to let all these things out of your head.

» word count: 2.1k

» warnings: angst to fluff, alcohol, described drug use, grammar issues

another glass has broken with your heart. you couldn't fix the glass once it's broken but the heart could. countless apologies, excuses, and promises would fix your heart, but not properly.

but you were sure this time, it surely broke and couldn't be fixed.

you looked at the floor. vodka was spreading through it, so your tears across your cheeks.

he turned his back against you. leaned his arms over the table. "don't... don't ever tell me what to do. you are supposed to be my girlfriend, not my mom, damn it!" he then rushed over to you. you weren't scared of him. you knew he would never hit you. but you were scared what was he going to say next.

"it's not my fault that you can't make me feel better than this shit!" he showed you a little pack of white dust. you felt helpless. you would hide his drugs away from him. and he was that addicted to find them no matter where they were. you would do this because you cared about him, and didn't want to see him killing himself over and over.

you wiped your tears and stood up. "i don't want to see you killing yourself anymore. you're not only killing yourself, you're also killing me! don't you care about me?!"

"bullshit, you're not dying. you're well enough to argue with me!"

"don't dodge the question, do you care about me?! do you want me to be happy?!" you were yelling at him and your voice got weaker. he was silent, looking at the floor. you gulped and approached him.

"i'm going to ask this you once again. you would always change the topic but this time you don't have a choice but to make a decision. drugs, or me?" you asked. looking at his big, brown eyes sincerely.

he looked at you. he wanted to say something, you felt it. or maybe you were wrong. he didn't say anything and went to the bedroom. you were standing not knowing how to react or what to do.

you wanted to swear to him, telling the most painful words to him. but at the same time, you wanted to talk with him again. trying to convince him to get clean for the nth time. you didn't care how much this was going to take. you just wanted to be happy with him.

but guess he chose to be happy just alone.

you left the home and went to the busy streets of los angeles, trying to find an empty cab. after minutes, you found and entered inside. you told the driver the name of the bar where you would often hang out with guys. you wish one of them was there.

and of course there was the indispencable axl! he greeted you nicely but his smile dropped when he saw your heartbroken face. "sugar, what happened?!"

you didn't answer him, just sat next to him and buried your head in your hands. he patted your back. "is it slash again?" you raised your head and looked at him.

"i asked him to choose between me or drugs, he didn't even answer me! i don't know how many times i tried to get him to the rehab, how many times i hid them from him. he just... *sob* can't give up on his first love. i'm nothing to him."

"that's not true, you mean a lot to him. i can't even imagine how he would be like without you."

you sobbed and buried your face again. "do you want a drink? i want a drink. i'm going to buy us drinks!" he went to the bartender. after a couple of seconds, he was walking through your direction but stopped once he saw a beautiful chick. he then gave her your drink. fucking carrot... you thought and stood up from your seat.

you were walking across the people, trying to forget things at least for tonight. and you stopped once you saw a couple of guys snorting cocaine. they smiled at you. "wanna join?" you didn't answer but sat next to them. maybe you could befriend them and let all these things out of your head. but you weren't talking with them unless one of them approached you.

"what's bothering you? we don't want to see people in deep thoughts around us. just forget them. let them go even for just one night." he probably understood that you've never done this before.

he rolled up a small piece of paper into a straw. there was already a big amount of cocaine on the table. he grabbed his razor blade, chopped it, and made a short line of it. he looked at you.

"wanna try? if you don't, then i will." you sighed and wondered how is the feeling this thing gives to your boyfriend or your friends. you then took the roll of paper from him and quickly snorted the line.

you gasped loudly and pulled your head backwards. after a couple of minutes, you felt yourself hot, your palms were sweating and your heart was beating like crazy. the guy beside you laughed at you.

"how does it feel?"

"i... i d-don't know, i feel anxious, i g-guess?" you stuttered. he rubbed your back. "then you should snort again, you will start to feel happy. trust me."

you felt unsure but remembered the times when slash would come home to you happily. he would cling to you and refuse to let you go for a while. he would be so lovey-dovey with you. his current mood would also make you cheerful. but then you realized it's not because he saw you again after an exhausting day, he was because of this shit. you wondered if you could be cheerful like him at the moment.

so you nodded and he chopped again and made you a roll. you took a deep breath and snorted all of it. your head became more fuzzy but a couple of minutes later you felt cheerful and excited. you chuckled at yourself and stood up while staggering.

"now i get it," you grinned and winked at him. then you started to go to the dance floor. you were staggering but you didn't care. you were walking between people and saying them good morning! while smiling. they looked at you strangely.

when you approached the dance floor you started to move slowly, and accommodating to the song. after a couple of seconds, you were dancing like crazy, not minding to look cringe. everybody here was like you, after all.

the guy who helped you to snort stopped behind you. when you turned your head to him you smiled.

"i was looking for you, wanna dance together?" you closed your eyes and shook your head to him. then turn your back against him again. you suddenly felt a pair of hands around your waist.

"now, now. don't be like that. you look so precious and funny right now. let me enjoy your company for a while." his face now was behind your ear. he whispered "maybe we can bring this to another place..." you then turned to him and knitted your eyebrows. "i thought i said no?" you left him there and started to look for axl.

your body temperature was increasing, and so was your heartbeat. you started to struggle more, you knew you looked pathetically and never wanted to do it again. even if your little happiness lasted a couple of minutes.

"axl... axl wh-where are yhou? call shlash..." you couldn't even speak properly. your legs started to shake. you found the door and exited the bar. you were walking to the road. eyes searching for your boyfriend. maybe he was worried about you so he came here to look for you?

“shl-soul, are yhou h-here?" you were squinting, trying to figure out which car was your boyfriend's. and before you realize it, you were hit by something massive.

you woke up with loud noises. you grimaced because fluorescent light was dazzling your eyes. you slowly blinked and turned your gaze to where the sounds were coming from. you saw axl and slash, arguing about something.

"how could you let her snort?! why didn't you stay by her side?!"

"she's not a child, especially not mine! she can make her decisions now, you know!"

you saw slash sit on the couch in front of you. he buried his face in his hands. axl sighed and left the room. when he did, you heard sounds of crying and sobs.

"how could i let this happen..?" he sounded helpless. it made your heart clench. when either of you would cry, the other one would join after. it was mutual. so tears were leaking from your eyes now. he raised his messed up face and looked at you, eyes widened at realization.

"sweetheart, you're awake!" he cheered but his voice was broken. you didn't say anything. he grabbed your hand and placed it on his, caressing gently. "how do you feel?" he asked.

you just shrugged. "i don't know, my legs hurt." he shut his eyes and gulped. "i... i am sorry, for not being there with you." his voice sounded shaking. you wanted to ask him if that was all he wanted to apologize for, but before you opened your mouth, he continued.

"not only for this. i am sorry for not listening to you, even though you only cared about my well-being. sorry for making you cry and feel heartbroken. you never deserved this, never. and i don't deserve your concern.

when you asked me to choose between you and drugs, i went to the bedroom only to think about that. i didn't choose them over you. i could never choose something over you. you're my priority, my everything. i never want something bad to happen to you. i could never get over this." he finished and kissed your hand carefully.

you sighed. "oh slash, i don't even know how many times we talked about this. same thing happens every time..." he looked at you with his big pretty brown eyes. "i swear this is the last time, we'll never talk about this. i swear. i don't want to make you miserable anymore. you deserve nothing but happiness. and i'm more willing to give you that."

you raised your head and looked at the ceiling, sighed again. "did that accident have to happen for you to say these?"

he straightened up. "don't tell me you did this on purpose..." his voice sounded nervous. you shook your head. "of course i didn't, i just always wondered how this shit makes you happy but i'm not, so i wanted to try it once."

"pretty, you know this shit is nothing compared to you. i was mad at you for you hiding it, but that's not an excuse for to me say those untrue things to you."

you smiled at yourself, wondering if axl or duff talked to him about this. finally, you gave up on yourself.

"i love you so much, slash. and i guess we both understood how is to lose almost someone."

"i love you too, sweetheart. more than everything. and yeah, you're right. i don't want one of us to experience this feeling again. " he smiled sincerely at you.

you tried to move your body aside and patted to empty space. he looked at you worringly. "are you sure, doll? i don't want to hurt or crush you." you just chuckled and opened your arms to him. he hesitated but climbed to the bed. you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him for a kiss. the kiss was sensual and full of love. you missed his plump and soft lips on yours, on every part of your body.

you then run your fingers through his dark curly hair. you loved playing with them carefully. he doesn't like it when it hurts.

you wanted to deepen the kiss because you missed him so much. you don't remember when you two kissed like this last time. but he pulled out looking at you breathlessly, then lay beside you.

"after we go home, i'm gonna search and then register myself on a program. this time i'm gonna complete it, i swear." he grabbed your hand and pressed a wet kiss on it. then did the same thing to your cheek. "slash!" you whined but he knew you actually liked it.

you were lying on his chest while he was caressing your waist. you've felt peaceful. and felt like your eyes would shut soon. he noticed it and planted a wet kiss on your forehead. you giggled.

"i love you." he said while sincerely looking at you. you smiled and snuggled to him. "i love you too, my big crybaby."

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[starryeyedrockerbabe]

♡Blurred Lines - Axl Rose

Trigger Warnings: Mention of domestic violence/parents fighting

I'm low-key thinking about turning this into a mini-series. No idea where this is gonna go but I guess we'll see. :)

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Walking to class, she kept her head down as she tried to ignore the whispers echoing around her. She hugged her books to her chest, wanting the day to be over as she eventually ducked into the last classroom on the right and scittered over to her assigned seat in the last row from the back.

He watched her lower her eyes, as he set his textbook and his bag of weed in his locker. She interested him. Her wavy locks - an even brighter fiery orange than his - were pulled back with a pink ribbon. Her jeans were a cool denim blue with white flower prints and her white sweater hugged her figure scrumptiously at the same time the baggy sleeves covered her delicately manicured hands.

She opened her book to page 183 per her teacher's instructions, tapping her pencil on her leg as she waited for the lesson to start. She could feel his eyes on her - the greenish brown hues burning into the back of her neck. She kept her eyes on the words and pictures covering the textbook, pretending to ignore him.

The truth was, the fact that somebody (a guy, in particular) was interested in her excited her. Every time they caught each other's stares from across the class room or bumped into each other at lunch - which seemed to be more and more often - her heart would race and this stupid little grin would involuntarily appear on her lips.

He studied her vigorously, taking in every detail of her as she sat two seats ahead in the row to his right. The sun was shining right on her, highlighting the little streaks of natural blond in her red locks. Her pink ribbon was coming untied, and he fought the urge to ask if he could fix it. The way he felt about her confused him. He really only saw the girls at school as pussy, not people. But with her it was different, and he was having a very hard time accepting that.

She glanced up to see him standing by the door, staring at her intensely as he sharpened his pencil with the sharpener attached to the wall. The shavings fell into the trashcan like snow, and she chose to focus more on that than on the tall redhead staring at her with his greenish brown eyes.

Before she knew what was happening, the kid beside her was being bullied out of his seat and the redhead was getting settled in. He turned to her, staring at her so hard it made her shrink back into her sweater.

"Hi."

His voice was deep and velvety, and it made him just that much more handsome. She glanced at him, blushing as she saw just how he was looking at her. She felt like she was being scrutinized, but not necessarily in a bad way.

"Hi..."

"You got a name, pretty girl?"

The butterflies that were already flittering around her her tummy began to lose their minds. Her cheeks flushed a light shade of pink as she finally gathered the courage to hold eye contact with him.

"Y/n. You're Axl, right?"

He smirked, fidgeting with the silver band on his right middle finger.

"Guess I'm not so anonymous anymore, am I?" he countered, referring to his usual antics and trouble making.

Y/n shook her head, smiling softly.

***

Y/n gasped, tensing a bit as Axl snuck up behind her and silently slid an arm around her shoulders. Class had ended and the only things left in the school day were lunch and one more class period.

"What are you doing?" Y/n asked a little suspicsiously.

Axl's voice was smooth and nonchalant as he answered, staring ahead at the end of hall.

"Going to lunch."

"People are gonna think we're dating." Y/n whispered nervously.

"Is it such a bad thing if they do?" Axl countered, trying to hide the hope in his voice. He wasn't planning on necessarily asking y/n out, but he wanted to keep other guys away from her. He wanted her to be his.

"No..."

They walked to the lunch room at a slower pace, Axl keeping y/n hugged close to his side the whole way there. He let go of her to go through the lunch line, but was surprised to find that y/n hesitantly hugged his arm.

He glanced down at her, smiling gently when she looked up at him with her big eyes. Visibly nervous, she immediately moved her hands back to her sides and looked down at the floor, blushing.

"Sorry," she mumbled.

Axl shook his head, holding his arm back out to her.

"No, no it's okay. I don't mind at all."

Y/n didn't hesitate to hug his arm again, blushing as she looked around the cafeteria. Every girl in the room was staring jealously at them, and the boys were looking a mix of disappointed and impressed that the town's outcast rocker delinquent kid had gotten the little shy girl everybody secretly crushed on.

They got their food and found an empty table near the back, talking quietly as they ate. Of course, everybody continued to stare at the two teenagers with their heads together, giggling and quite obviously making fun of people. Well, Axl would make fun of people and y/n would just blush and try not to giggle since she felt bad about it.

The rest of the day followed with Axl walking y/n to her last class, and then somehow hunting her down in the stampede of students at dismissal and offering to walk her home. She smiled, happily obliging and linking her arm with the redhead's as he offered it.

They took their sweet time, neither really wanting their time together to end as they got to know each other more. It was quite the walk from school to y/n's house, and Axl was surprised that she walked to and from school every day.

Y/n eventually stopped in front of little stone cottagecore looking house with square hedges liking the walkway and an oaktree in the front yard with a tire swing.

Axl looked between y/n and the house, smiling as it suited her to live in a place like that.

"I guess I gotta leave now, huh?" Axl said, slightly bummed. Y/n giggled, smiling up at him.

"Yeah, but maybe mama will let you come over for dinner one night. Who knows what the future holds."

Axl shrugged, smiling as he thought about meeting y/n's mother and being able to spend time with y/n outside of school. Axl asked for y/n's phone number, surprised that she gave it to him so willingly.

"I'll see you tomorrow." he said with a wink. Y/n couldn't help but smile like a little kid as she watched him saunter down the sidewalk in his tight blue jeans and half unbuttoned flannel.

Her smile disappeared however, when he turned the corner toward the entrance of neighborhood she'd led him to and she went the opposite way.

She didn't live in the cute little cottage with the white picket fence. She lived in the last house at the dead end in the back of the neighborhood that was covered in grime, had over-grown grass that went to her knees, and screens over the windows that were ripped.

Yelling and fighting echoed from inside the house when she pulled her keys out to unlock the door, and she flinched as a plate crashed against the wall next to her head before she quicklu shut the door and scurried off to her room, praying Axl would call sooner or later so she could have some form of disctraction besides her homework.

#Axl Rose #Guns N Roses #Steven Adler #Duff McKagan #Slash #Izzy Stradlin #Axl Rose fluff

[nikossfwfics]

Sick as a Dog [Stuff]

Duff slipped on his shoes, getting ready to go to work. Before heading out he poked his head into his and steven's shared bedroom.

"Im heading out, stevie." He hollered, earning a quite congested cough from his small lover. He went, sat down next to steven, and placed his palm on his forehead. "Honey, youre burning up!"

"am not!" Steven responded, nasally.

"Baby, youre sick." Duff stated plainly, "im staying home to take care of you."

Steven let out a resistant groan, but secretly he was exited to spend the day with his boyfriend.

"Im gonna make you some chicken noodle soup and i'll call into work." Duff said as he kissed his sicly boyfriends forehead.

He began to walk away until a raspy whine stopped him in his tracks "babyyyyyy!"

"Yes, sweetheart?" He sounded like a worried mother.

" you missed..." steven  mumbled into his pillow.

Duff let out a scoffing laugh " i dont think so, stevie. You're sick and the last thing i want is for both of us to be sick." And with that he was out the door and into the kitchen.

Duff stood by the stove, stirring soup for his boyfriend, when two arms snaked thier way around his waist. He knew by the soft sniffles who it was.

"Stevie you need to be in bed." He scolded.

" 'm not sick anymore..." duff laughed at that, "now i can get that kiss."

Duff turns around so he's facing his blonde boyfriend, he placed his hands on either side of stevens flushed face. "Hm..." he pretended to think about it "sure-"

Before duff could finnish what he was going to say steven was on his tippy toes, placing a soft kiss on the taller males lips. Duff let out a content hum and melted into the kiss. This was one of the boys' favorite things in the world; not even preforming could compare to the impecable kisses they share.

They were rudely interupted by the annoying beep of the oven. Duff was the first one to pull away (very reluctantly) "okay now, let get you back to bed, sweetheart." Steven just responded with his signature heat melting smile.

••••time skip••••

Duff's phlem filled cough echoed throughout their shared bedroom. Steven lifted up a spoon to his tall lovers mouth, shushing him.

Duff raspily uttered, "i told you you'd get me sick, you bastard." He playfully swatted at stevies chest.

"I said im sorry" stevie whined, scooping the medicine into duff's mouth

#duff mckagan #guns n roses #steven adler #steven gnr #stuff #fluff #band fic #fanfic #gay #duff gnr #music #tooth rotting fluff #writers on tumblr #sickfic

[jxymzslove]

After Dark

Song to listen to the oneshot here.

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Izzy’s hands caressed Duff’s as both of them were at their hotel room, lucky enough they were sharing rooms for the tour. Izzy looks up at Duff with a smile.

“I love you.” Izzy softly said, leaning on Duff.

“Love you too.” Duff said, putting his arm around Izzy.

For more context, both of them had started a relationship together. And has been hiding it from the rest of the band for a good while now.

And they never wanted to talk about it. They knew there would be mixed emotions here and then, so, just keep it a secret.

They made eye contact for abit, getting lost in each other’s eyes. Before Duff kissed Izzy’s forehead, then a peck on the lips.

Eventually, they settle down. Laying on the bed, cuddling each other. Izzy’s back was on Duff’s chest, the rain chattering against the windows of their room was enough to make them feel sleepy.

“Y’know, Izz.” Duff spoke.

“How do you feel about all this?”

“Like.. I mean you’re dating a guy. Which is me..”

“I’m proud of it.” Izzy spoke.

“I’m genuinely proud of having you.” He smiles.

Duff hugged Izzy tighter, his head burried into Izzy’s neck. Clearly happy Izzy felt that way. Duff had some thoughts lately, which left him in a feeling of ponder.

“Oh. Good to know.” Duff smiles, kissing Izzy on the neck.

***

The next day, Izzy woke up to Duff whispering sweet nothings to him. He sighs with a small smile as he sat up on bed, as he tried to get up, and have breakfast.

He felt a pair of arms drag him back to bed, it was Duff. Still wanting to cuddle with Izzy.. abit more.

“Stay.” Duff muttered, his voice still sleepy.

Duff pulled Izzy tightly against him, clearly comfortable. It took no time for Duff to sleep comfortably again. Izzy, he was holding Duff’s hand. Caressing it with his thumb.

It was only 6:07am, so why bother getting up actually?

Both of them soon fell asleep, as they cuddled. Duff was awoken slightly, by the sound of Izzy sleep-talking.

“Duff..” Izzy whispers.

“I love you..”

This made Duff giggle, it was quite adorable to him.

“I love you too, Izz..”

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAA…. Okay; this ones short but its still good manee

#Spotify #guns n roses #izzy stradlin #duff mckagan #duzzy guns n roses #fluff #oneshot #fanfic #jxymzslove cave

[gogobo0ts]

Hello lovely! I was wondering if one, I could make another request and two, if I could maybe ask your opionion of a lil short story I'm thinking about writing.

I don't wanna blow up your ask box so i'll just put the request and let you decide on the opion part because I know not everybody likes hearing story lines. xoxoxo

Also my dumbass can't remember if you write for Guns N Roses, so if you don't wanna write this one for Steven i'm fine with Nikki or Tommy <3

Request -

Steven and Sunshine!reader are best friends, and Steven is super protective of her. She's completely unaware that he's head over heels for her (even tho she's in love with him too) and when he gets into a fist fight with Axl for flirting with her he eventually confesses his feelings while she bandages his bleeding knuckles. <33

ofc! if u ever want to discuss ideas for a fic you're writing i'm 100% open <3 xoxo

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I LOVE STEVIE 🗣️🗣️🗣️i'm begging guys i don't see enough of him !! <3 he's my lil pookie

not proof-read 💀

Axl invited you to his house party, which was a little odd, but not super unusual. you were one of Steven's closest friends, you'd been supporting him since the beginning. everyone in the band knew you steven wouldn't shut up about you , or at the very least was familiar with your name.

so... it made sense. though, you were starting to regret your decision as you watched duff and slash take what had to be their 10th round of shots. you eyed everyone at the party as you sipped your drink. there were girls you'd seen backstage before, either girlfriends or groupies, and plenty of people you'd never met before. izzy was absolutely nowhere to be found, he probably left actually, and you condemned yourself for not doing the same.

you made your way over to steven, a little beacon of light in the dim party. the only saving grace to this party. his curls bouncing as he chatted away animatedly to a guest.

axl stepped in front of you, blocking your path slightly, "You liking the party?" he asked, grinning at you.

you shrugged, "It's kind of loud... a little overwhelming." you admitted a little shyly.

he leaned against the wall, brushing some of your hair back, "well... if you want, i could take you somewhere quieter." his tone told you everything you needed to know.

"I think-..."

you were interrupted by steven's slurred voice, "absolutely fucking not....?!" he shot axl a betrayed look and pushed him back a bit.

jesus... it all happened so fast, they both were already pretty buzzed. steven took a swing and hit the wall, and axl caught him in a headlock. it was like watching two toddlers fighting over something they both wanted.

"alright, alright. Knock it off." IZZY! (huh, so he hadn't left...? it all made sense once you saw the girl hanging on his arm) Thank god. he seemed to knock some sense into the two, who hesitantly stopped fighting.

axl stormed off to god knows where, leaving steven with a furrowed brow.

"Are you alright, Stevie?" you cooed, gently, "Your hand's bleeding...if you hadn't noticed..."

he looked down at his hand, it was scraped up pretty good, red and tender as blood dribbled onto his fingers and wrist, "oh..." he said quietly, "i'll be ok..."

"here... let's go see if there's a first aid kit around here." you led him to the bathroom, which was surprisingly unoccupied, and sat him down on the edge of the bathtub.

you rummaged around the cabinets for a bit, before pulling out a small first aid kit. you looked around for a rubbing alcohol wipe.

"I don't like the way he looked at you." he murmured under his breath, "he was bein' all weird with you."

"Doesn't mean you should try to punch him for it." you countered as you ripped open the wipe.

"he just wants to fuck around. he doesn't even love you." Steven babbled, hissing a bit as you cleaned his knuckles.

"sorry." you whispered sincerely, grabbing the bandage wrappings.

"But I do. I love you a lot." he sighed, a bit sadly, "A little too much maybe..."

you paused, caught completely off guard, "You...You what...?"

"Oops... I uh..." he couldn't really find an excuse, even if he hadn't been drunk, you can't really come back from that.

you couldn't help but feel a little giddy and laugh. his face turned a deep shade of red, and he was worried for a second until you started to pepper his face in kisses. you smoothed his hair out and kissed him on the lips, cupping his cheeks.

you pulled away after a moment, earning a pout from him, "Hey...."

"You're getting blood on your sleeves... just let me finish patching you up..." you grumbled, a light pink dusting your face. he honestly didn't mind the blood. he was the happiest person at the party, scratch that, in the whole goddamn world. but he let you dress his knuckles, just so you were satisfied.

"so does this mean-...?" he started.

"yeah... I love you too." you smiled, giving him another peck, right on the tip of his nose.

a/n: sorry if this feels rushed i'm bad at pacing 🗣️ i just get excited and splurge on writing basically 💀

#guns n roses #izzy stradlin #axl rose #duff mckagan #saul hudson #steven adler #steven adler x reader #fluff! #this prompt is so cutesy ngl i hope i did it justice

[bloozers]

About me !!!

Requests are open <3

Hi! I’m blaze , I’m 22 and I’m from New Zealand! 🇳🇿 I enjoy music I play instruments such as: electric guitar , bass guitar , and a bit of piano? I also skateboard and I do art. I’m autistic and I’m bisexual my pronouns are she/her ❤️ my top 5 bands atm are: Metallica , Mötley Crüe , GNR , Megadeth and Type O Negative.

People I’ll write for:

Kirk Hammett

James Hetfield

Dave Mustaine

Lars Ulrich

Nikki Sixx

Vince Neil

Tommy Lee

Slash

Axl Rose

Duff Mckagen

Steven “popcorn” Adler

Sebastian “baz” bach

Peter Steele

Things I WONT write for!

People who have passed

Non con shit

Anything rlly out the gate like chains,bondage,whips no thx

Death/loss of a loved one

Member x member

MDNI PLZ 😭🙏

#smut #fluff #angst #rockstars #fanfic #james hetfield smut #kirk hammett smut #slash smut #steven adler smut #dave mustaine smut #nikki sixx smut #vince neil smut #tommy lee smut #axl rose smut #duff mckagan smut #lars ulrich smut #sebastian bach smut #Peter Steele smut