#Julian Casablancas x reader

[he-goes-down]

Hi, would you be ok writing a 3some with Izzy and Julian Casablancas from the Strokes ? Smut, I would really love it!

IDK WHO JULIAN IS BUT SURE 🫶🫶🫶🫶

I’m always up for writing about new people🫶

Masterlist

Reptile -smut

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x reader x Julian Casablancas

Warnings: threesome, oral M! Receiving, fingering, unprotected p in v , oral F! Receiving, slight degrading/ slight praise, hand job

Second person POV:

You were on tour as a roadie for your ex’s band, it wasn’t that bad that he was your ex, you were still friends with Julian. But god knowing what that body could do and how it could make your weak to your knees was eating away at you. This wasn’t your first time being a roadie for a band, hell or even having an ex in a band, you used to work for Guns ‘n Rose’s back in their Use Your Illusion album makings. You dated Izzy before he left to go down his own bath with the Ju-Ju Hounds. Looking back you really do have a type for dark haired boys.

You were now touring in old familiar LA, having a lot of time to kill as the next show was only in a few days. Walking down streets you remember well, when you used to be with Izzy. After what was maybe a an hour or two of wondering around you went back to the tour bus to go check on Julian and the others. Walking up the steps to the tour bus in your short leather jeans and a tight band shirt, you heard Julian laughing and chuckling from a mile away, with someone else who was familiar but you couldn’t put your finger on it. Entering the bus Julian immediately looked at you and smiled, he was sitting by the couch with someone else but your couldn’t see them as their back was turned and the couch was snuck in between the make shift walls of the bus. “Oh shit Y/N! Come here!” Julian said as he waved for you to come over. “Look who I picked up.” He said smuggly directing you to avert your gaze at the person in-front of him. Izzy. “Hey babe, I haven’t seen you in a while…” Izzy smirked his eyes scanning you under his dark sunglasses. His one hand finding your hip and greeting you with a squeeze of the skin. You blushed hard, missed his voice and his touch.

Soon after a light chat, you were sitting on the couch between the two men, having a more in-depth chat, but slipping in a joke or two. Soon you were drinking with them, laughing and giggling over past time stories. Julian was telling a story about when you and him went to the beach, his arm slumped across your shoulders on the top of the couch. You were listening intently, your drunkenness leading you too start starring at his lips and your mind wondering to a darker place. You clenched your thighs together, bitting the inside of your cheek as you imagined him doing things to your body. You were quickly taken out of it as you felt Izzy’s hand snake onto your thigh. His fingers digging for space between your thighs and separating them with ease and just one finger. His hand lingered there, his expression not changing, seeming so innocent, but he was looking you up and down with lust in his eyes under those sunglasses. Julian noticed your visible blush and Izzy’s hand. Jealousy. His hand now coming off the couch to play with the ends of your hair from your shoulder, and with his other hand trailing to your vacant thigh. God you were a wet mess down there, fuck. Julian gave your thigh a squeeze. Code for: ‘pay attention to me’. You tried hard to ignore the handsy men and listen to Julians story. Izzy grit his teeth, he wanted you to melt at his touch and give him all the attention. You were regardless, you were just using all your strength to not seem like it.

The conversation strayed to less and less serious as it got darker outside as the glasses got emptier and as the two dark haired mens hands trailed further up your thigh and shifted closer to you. “ I must say, you definitely do have a type.” Izzy said with a chuckle. You quirked an eyebrow at the sudden change of topic. “Yeah, you do, me and Izzy are literally twins but older!” Julian exclaimed. You rolled your eyes as they started making small suggestive jokes, not enough to make your stomach turn though. “So… who’s your favourite?” Julian asked smugly. Both of the men watching you impatiently waiting for an answer. You didn’t have a favourite, even if you did you wouldn’t tell them. “You’re both my favourite in different ways.” You answered, rolling your eyes as you took a sip of your drink. “What ways?” Julian perked. “In bed probably.” Izzy said sipping his drink as well. “So who’s better in bed then babe?” Julian asked, his face drawing closer to you. His eyes scanning from your eyes to your lips. “Yeah, who baby…?” Izzy repeated slowly, his hand starting to come off your thigh and lightly press against the crotch if your leather shorts. You let out a small soft gasp at the action. You tried to laugh to laugh it off, but they were serious. You missed the feeling of them touching you like this. “It’s been too long, I can’t say.” You told them. “Well then… maybe we can refresh your memory…” Julian said, placing his one hand on your cheek and caressed it as he looked into your eyes. “If you want us too…” Izzy said, retracting his hand from your clothed heat slowly. You whined at the now empty feeling. You wanted them more than anything. You nodded in response. “Use your words baby.” Julian said. You swallowed hard. “Please.” You sighed. “Please what?” Izzy chimed in. “I want both of you to fuck me. Now.” You confessed with lust in your voice. That was all they need to hear to get their gears grinding.

You were taken to Julians bedroom on the bus, which was just a small closet like room with a mattress filling all of it. Izzy threw you on the bed and started to shed his clothes. Julian had already stripped off his shirt on your way to the room so he began to take off your clothes. Taking off your shirt, kissing your neck, sliding his hand to unbutton your leather shorts, rubbing against the fabric restricting him from your pussy. Pulling off the shorts and finally getting to tease you as he pulled your panties down at an excruciatingly slow pace. You whined for him to hurry up as your body was aching for friction. “Fuck I missed those sounds you make.” He in a low voice and kissed you harshly, biting your bottom lip and sticking his tongue in your mouth, making out half naked on his bed. You opened your eyes to look at what Izzy was doing, he had just finished throwing most of his clothes on the floor except his underwear. You starred at his hard on and hot body whilst lightly moaning into Julian’s mouth as his hard dick under his jeans pressed against your clit. Izzy noticed your wandering eyes and pleading noises. He gave you a wink and your face burned hot. This man could make you weak so fast.

Your positions changed soon enough, ad Julian had to shed down his jeans. Izzy on the other hand was whispering dirty things in your ear, his hand snaking under your panties, one finger trailing to your folds and slipping in, pushing it until your slick ran down his knuckle. He took it out and rubbed your own wet on your clit. You gasped and moaned as you held onto his neck for dear life. “You always liked it when I did that. Little slut.” He whispered a low groan in your ear, as he inserted two fingers in your and continued to rub your clit with his thumb. He curled his fingers in you, making your body jolt and your lower stomach burn with pleasure. “Oh baby, I didn’t know you liked to be called names?” Julian said as he crawled over next to you. He played your hair, watching your face burn hot from Izzy finger fucking you. Watching intently, his dick getting harder at each moan you expelled. You arched your back, your eyes clenched shut, your mouth slightly a gape. Julian and Izzy knew this facial expression well, and it turned them on a lot more knowing you’re going to reach your peak soon. Izzy sucked and left hickeys on your neck as he continued to brutally fuck your wet cunt with his two fingers. “Fuck- I’m gonna-…” you gasped. “We know baby.” Julian said as he kissed you on the cheek. “Cum for us.” He finished. You moaned loudly and your legs shook. Izzy held one of them down to the bed by your thighs and Julian did the same with the other. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You chanted and whined. Your pussy burning in hot ecstasy as you were near your climax. “Izzy, please don’t stop…” you groaned right before you came all over Izzy’s hand. “You are such a pretty slut after you cum.” Julian said, holding you cheek softly as you rode down from your high, panting. Izzy took his fingers out of you, licking off your wetness. That action made you somehow wetter. “Good job baby.” He praised as he kissed you.

“Seems like you do have a favourite.” Julian said, referencing you moaning out Izzy’s name. You cheekily responded that he didn’t do anything in that moment to make you cum. He perked an eyebrow, taking it as a challenge. He pulled down your soaked panties, throwing it god knows where and started the lap up your wetness with his tongue. You clutched onto his hair with one hand, pulling as you gasped and groaned as he licked your overstimulated cunt. You looked over to Izzy as he pulled off his boxers, about to start jerking himself off. You stopped him and replaced his hand with yours. You gripped his dick as Julian began to work his tongue on your clit and trail off to go in your pussy. You began to pump Izzy’s dick, moaning and whining at the feeling if Julian eating you out. “Fuck… Julian…” you moaned. Your pussy was already so sensitive that you could cum at an sudden movement. You continued to move your hand up and down Izzy’s big hard dick, his head flinging back in pleasure, groaning as your pleased him. Julian grabbed your legs and pulled your pussy closer to his face, eating you out like an animal. Your hands clutched hard on Izzy’s dick and the other in between Julians soft hair. You and Izzy were both close as your privates throbbed. You moaned louder and louder until your reached your sweet release again, still pumping Izzy, but your hand faltering as you came over Julians mouth. Mumbling Julians name as you came down your second high and as Izzy’s cum spilled over your hand.

After having a small rest with Izzy and Julian before going for another round. You still needed more. You wanted them to be in you. Glancing at their hard dicks, nearly drooling. “Do you want to say something baby?” Julian asked noticing your gaze. You blushed in embarrassment. “You want something don’t you honey.” Izzy chimed in. You didn’t say anything but the way you stayed quiet said everything. “ You are such a dirty whore.” Izzy said to you before motioning for you to sit on his lap. You crawled over to him, first facing him, but he turned you around and you sat in his lap. His raw dick pressing against your cunt. Both of the men loved teasing you, and got off from it. They loved to make you beg. “Izzy please.” You pleaded for him to put his dick in your needy pussy. His tip grazed your folds, near your entrance, pushing into you slowly as he held onto your hips. You whined at the feeling of him stretching you out while he filled your pussy. You moaned and panted when he all the way in, resting as you hadn’t him like this with you in a while. Izzy kissed your necked and looked forward to Julian who was watching you moan on Izzy’s dick. “And what about poor Julian, huh baby?” Izzy whispered. You looked at Julian but he was already looking you. You called him over with your eyes, and he moved closer to you. You moved off Izzy’s lap but Izzy’s followed your movements and kept his dick in you. You were now on your knees, Izzy behind you ready to rail you till you couldn’t walk. You stretched your back down like a cat and put your hands on Julians thighs and licked his dick from base to top slowly. He groaned in and cussed in pleasure as you began to take his whole length in your mouth.

“Mmm, fucking whore. You like having two dicks in you, don’t ya?” Izzy said as he held onto your gips and thrusted into your g-spot, making your body move and deep throat Julian. “Fuck, you take us so well…” Julian groaned as he fisted your hair and flung his head back as you gagged on his dick. “Such a good girl…” Izzy let out a low groan as he snapped his hips back into you hard and the slaps began to echo in the small room. You moaned at his words, sending vibrations through Julians dick and making him hold your hair tighter and push your head down onto him. Tears began to prick your eyes, you were on cloud nine. You would always get so turned listening to Julian as you sucked him off, being completely defenseless to you. Izzy fucking your pussy like there’s no tomorrow, thinking about how his dick is so desperate for your pussy could make you cum right there. Both these men were helpless when it came to you. “Shit- Fuck-“ Izzy cursed as his dick began to twitch in you and his thrusts became uneven. You moaned harder as he really dug harder into your g spot, fuck you were gonna cum again. Your legs shook under Izzy’s hands. “Our little slut is gonna cum again soon, isn’t she.” Izzy said moaning ad he was nearly gonna cum too. Julian was too as he held your head down and twitched in your mouth, thrusting his hips up, face fucking you. Your body was so sensitive for all the past orgasms that you felt like your could past put when your third one of the night came. Cumming all over Izzy’s dick and moaning on Julians. “Fuck baby- I’m gonna-“ and with that Julian spilled all in your mouth and down your throat, you swallowed it all whilst looking up at Julian who’s face was red and his hair was disheveled. Not that yours was worse. He could have cum right there again as he watched you swallow his load. “Such a good girl…” he caressed your cheek and praised you. Izzy was close aswell, without Julian in your mouth now he could hear your moan as he pummelled your pussy. “Fuck- scream for me baby- yes…” He said thrusting his last thrust into you, you moaning as loud as you could, and he finally came in you. Shooting his hot cum in you, coating your walls. After a few seconds of panting and heavy breathing he pulled out and watched as the cum dripped down your legs.

“Our precious whore.”

[nenynrawrites]

Can I ask you a headcanons with Julian Casablancas ? I know that it's not on your list but anyways ♥ I would love everything you have to writr about Jules ♥♥

Sooo, I'm still fairly new to him (and The Strokes in general), but here's my take!:D

SFW:

♡ He loves outside activities, like taking a walk in the park, going swimming, going hiking, going to the zoo and all that:) // Also: He has a designated spot in the park where you always sit, as it's the same space he asked you out at.

♡ He seems like a natural comedian, so he'd do pretend stand up comedy on your date nights, or when you have a bad day.

♡ Loves hugs, and welcomes any kind of physical interaction, even if it's just a squeeze on the arm when you're walking by, or a little tap on the shoulder, too.

NSFW:

♡ You've probably heard of the phrase ,,This guy FUCKS!''? Well, I think he falls into that category. He's gentle, assuring, and loves to take his time with you:) // Bonus: If you want him to, he'll be a bit nasty, but only as much as you're comfortable with.

♡ ALL for physical contact!!!!! No matter what position, he'll find a way to be as physically close to you as possible.

♡ A huge fan of cuddling after sex:)

[samiwife]

Could you write a smut with Julian, where he and a fem reader have sex at the music studio? I would really love it!

OMG sure! thanks 4 the request!!!

Studio Antics 𓆩♡𓆪 (Julian Casablancas x Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

TW: Pet names, hair pulling, rough sex, and cussing

(Reader discretion is advised)

You and Julian often spent time together in the studio. Usually, you guys just listened to new projects or listened to new beats Julian made. But, today was different when you visited the studio with him. You two had a little too much to drink that day. As you two walked down the studio, Julian wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you in tight. "Baby, how much longer till we get to the studio?" you asked Julian tugging on his sleeve harshly. Julian looks down at you and smirks. "Just 2 more minutes doll, just wait," Julian says while lifting up your chin and kissing your lips. You kissed back and squeezed his side closer to you. You wanted Julian bad and he wanted you bad too. After walking for two more minutes, you two finally reached the studio and walked inside.

You two walked passed the receptionist and went straight to the studio you and Julian always went to. It was the same studio that Julian and his bandmates used to record albums. Julian took out the studio keys and walked in with you. You plopped on the studio couch and relaxed. You laid stomach first on the soft cushions and snuggled your face in the pillows. Julian looks you up and down. He smiles and chuckles. "You were such in a rush while getting here. Now you're just laying there." Julian said with a smile, you sit up, turn your head over your shoulder, and look at him. You smiled, "Well, I wanted something a little more than an arm wrapped around my waist." You said while slightly biting your bottom lip. Julian smirked and sat next to you. Julian grabs you by the waist and pulls you over his lap.

You land your knees on the cushions next to Julian. Julian looks up at you and traces his finger over your plump lips. You smile and look down at him. Julian slides his hands down your skirt and pulls them off. You giggle and slowly remove his tight black jeans. Julian then takes off your top and you take off his jacket. You stroke Julian's member slowly, Julian gasps and groans. You whisper in his ear, "It's okay baby, you can be as loud as you want." Julian groans louder as you finish your sentence. You stroked his member a few more times. Then Julian looks up at you and smirks. He grabs your waist roughly and pushes you on his member. You scream at the sudden pleasure causing Julian to smirk wider. "That's what I like to hear kitten," Julian said pulling your face closer to his. Julian then starts to move your hips up and down. You gripped Julian's thighs and rolled your head back. Julian loved seeing you moan his name.

Julian moved your hips faster, and you bounced up and down on him. "Agh fuck, Julian! You're hotter than ever." You breathed out. Julian groans and pulls your hair as you ride him. "God, doll right there," Julian growls in a low voice. Julian continued to thrust into you until you felt like you were about to come. "Ugh shit, I'm close." You moaned out. Julian nodded and moved faster than before. "Me too, princess. We can come together." Julian moaned as he gripped your hair harder. After a few minutes of thrusting, you came. You gripped harder on Julian's thighs causing him to come as well. You kissed and sucked Julian's neck, which left a red mark. Julian arches his back and pulls out. Julian takes a minute to catch his breath and wipe the sweat off his face. "God Y/N, you're a fucking devil when you're with me. And I love it." Julian said as you sat in his lap. You smile and giggle. "I'm just a slut for you moaning my name Julian." You said with a wink. Julian smirks and kisses your neck. Julian's kiss turned into a suck which also led to a hickey. Julian pulls away and cradles you in his arms.

[psych0-str1ngs]

Marriage- Julian Casablancas

Authors Note: I had to look up what his personality was like, and im still not totally sure like.... How he acts, who he is and everything but I hope you enjoy!!! @jakelinestradlin

Warnings: P in V (protected) cussing,

"Today's been a great day," You looked up at Julian smiling.

"I agree," He grabbed your hand, and held it in his as you both walked through the flower field.

Julian finally had a day off, so naturally, he wanted to spend it with you. You two had gone everywhere today, first he took you for coffee and donuts at your favorite shop, then he bought you flowers from a small stand wedged between two much larger buildings.

After all that, he bought lunch for the both of you, and took it to a park, and that's where you currently were. You had both finished lunch in the car, and had gotten out to find a spot to sit. Julian grabbed a soft blanket from the backseat.

You walked up through the tall green weeds and lay down the blue blanket. Julian layed down on his side, letting his head rest on his hand. He stared down at you, smiling lightly.

"What're you lookin' at Mr." You giggled.

"You," He smiled brightly. "You're just so gorgeous I can't help it"

You blush deeply before pushing him on his back lightly. You lean over him and peck his lips, pulling away quickly. Julian's hand reached up and pulled you back down, pressing his plump lips against yours again. You pulled away smiling. His face quickly changed from loving to nervous. You looked at him concerned.

"are you okay?" You asked, moving to sit on your knees.

"Well I uh," He looked around nervously.

"Oh no don't tell me your leaving me," Your face twisted into a side ways pout.

"No No No," He shook his head, crossing his long legs. "That's not what this is, it's actually opposite."

You looked at confused, "What do you mean?"

He sighed before pulling out a blue velvet box, and opening it, a small diamond ring sat comfortably in between the plush holders. You gasped before looking up at him.

"Don't feel pressured," He looked up into your eyes. "But I really love you, more than anyone else. You're exactly like me, but also totally different, and life with you never gets boring. I want to spend my life with you Y/n, will you marry me?"

Your eyes tear up, you nodded, and hugged him tightly. His long arms wrapped around your torso, you pulled away wiping away a singular tear from your face. Julian grabbed your hand softly sliding the ring onto your finger. His eyes glazed over with happy tears. He kissed you deeply, you moved to sit on his lap, your legs on either side of his body. His hands gripped your hips gently, your hands placed on either side of face. You parted your mouth lightly, letting Julian's tongue sleep in between them, his tongue touching yours lightly.

You pulled away and looked into his eyes. He looked into yours, you both stared at each other for a moment.

"I wanna go home," You whispered, knowing the feeling that was in between your legs.

"Me too," He said quietly, standing up and putting out his hand to help you.

You let him help you up before you flattened out your clothes and grabbed the blanket. You both walked back to the car in silence, but still holding hands. throwing the blanket into the back, you sat down in the passenger side, Julian closing the door for you. He walked back to his side and got in, driving off towards home, his large hand gripped your thigh.

Once you were home, you put the flowers into a vase and set them on the kitchen island, turning around only to be enclosed by Julian's tall form. You gasped slightly.

"You scared me!" You slapped his chest.

"I'm sorry love," He chuckled, before suddenly throwing you over his shoulder and taking you to the bedroom.

You giggled as he threw you down on the bed, standing at the edge of it. You knew what was about to come. You both maintained eye contact as Julian pulled off his shirt slowly. You followed, taking yours off, as well as your green lace bra. His eyes adverted to your chest, smirking lightly. He crawled up to you, kissing you as soon he reached you.

You kissed back, your hands immediately went his neck, gently caressing his skin. He pressed kisses from your mouth to your neck, gently nipping at the skin. He kissed down your plush stomach before kissing your lips again. He leaned over you to the dresser and grabbed a condom before pulling his pants down and letting his member slap against his stomach. You pulled your shorts down with your underwear, and threw them to the side. Julian scooted closer in between your legs and leaned down to kiss you once more.

"Are you ready?" He asked softly, looking into your eyes.

You nodded.

"Words, my love," He ran his thumb over your bottom lip.

"I'm ready babe," You blushed.

He slowly inserted his member, before stopping for a second to let you adjust. He started off slow, delivering slow but powerful thrusts into you. You moaned, letting your arms hook under his, your hands place softly on his back, his face tucked in between your neck and the pillows. His thrusts sped up, your nails dug into his back. He moved, his hands grabbing your legs and throwing them up onto his shoulders, you moaned loudly. Julian's member slid in and out quickly, his tip repeatedly hitting your sweet spot. Your legs began to shake, his thrusts faltered.

"I'm gonna cum!" You moan loudly.

"me too," He groaned. "cum with me baby"

Julian sped up, giving you hard and fast thrusts, you both came with a loud moan, he stayed in place for a moment before kissing you gently. He pulled out slowly, panting heavily. You smiled at him.

"You were amazing as always," He looked at you lovingly, pulling off the condom and throwing his boxers on, throwing you your panties.

"You were too sweetheart," You blushed.

Soon after, you both fell asleep.

THE END, please enjoy! <3

[sadhornyygirl]

hi, i love it your storys, could please write a smut where izzy stradlin and julian casablancas share the girlfriend ?

Sure honey, hope u like it

Threesome (feat. Julian Casablancas)

- I'll fill you up like this later, Izzy whispered beside her as they were watching a movie.

 - What are you kids whispering about? Julian asked, poking his head into his and Izzy's personal space.

 -If you want to eat, feel free to use my bed. Last door on the left.

 -So can you listen and jerk off while we fuck? He glared at Julian

 A perverse thought crossed his mind as Julian raised his hands in surrender.

-  And if you participated together in??

- What? Do you want me to participate?

 You shrugged, not seeing a problem. He and Izzy have been close friends for years, and you've always secretly wanted to do that with another partner. This was your chance.

 The two looked at each other and shrugged.

 The temperature was rising rapidly in the room, so you undid the buttons and took them off, revealing your delicate bra. You tugged at Izzy's shirt, trying to get it off. He helped to discard it, pressing his lips to hers afterward.

 Izzy rubbed her finger across her clit, causing more stains to accumulate on her panties. They will be soggy when you take them out.

 -Give Julian some pleasure, baby. He seems left out, Izzy said into her ear.

 You nodded and reached out to the growing bulge in Julian's pants, gripping the firm mass under the fabric, forcing a groan to escape Julian's lips as he finally felt some sort of stimulation.

-Fuck it, he groaned

 Izzy slouched over the jeans, the sight of his heritage girl making him even harder. He got rid of his jeans and boxers, wrapping his hand around his cock to stroke himself - and relieve himself - as he watched Julian's cock slowly disappear past his lips.

- What a bitch. Sucking your boyfriend's friend's dick right in front of him, Julian said, pushing you deeper on his cock and making your eyes water.

 As soon as he came, you swallowed and released his cock with an audible pop, returning with a smirk, a trickle of saliva connecting from your lips to his cock.

 -Holy shit!, he exclaimed as he let go of her hair, and it took a few moments to compose himself.

 Izzy pulled you up and ran her control over your lower lip, catching some cum, and you wrapped your mouth around it, sucking it clean.

- Get dressed, dear. you didn't have a lot of clothes on, just your pants, panties and socks.

 Julian sat down on the bed, getting ready for you, and you climbed onto his lap, facing him. You took his cock and slammed the head of it over your clit to tease him, then worked your way down through the folds, covering him in your slick.

 He looked down to where his genitals were rubbing, cursing at the sight of him.

 -Mmh, rub your sweet pussy on me.

��You did it again, and he slammed right into your clit, sending jolts of pleasure down your spine. You lined Julian up at your entrance, secretly eager to know what it felt like inside you. You lowered yourself onto his hard cock, swallowing it between your soaking folds.

 -God, you're so tight, he whispered.

 Izzy came and positioned herself behind you.

 -Are you okay?, You nodded, rolling your hips and riding slowly across Julian's length.

 With a hand on his shoulder, Izzy gently registered him forward, positioning him in a better position. He cusp in his fingers and stroked himself a little, pre-cum mixing, and lining up with his ass, sliding carefully inside and inside. It hurt at first, making you curse his invasion.

-How do you feel, baby doll? Julian asked, watching her face contort with pleasure.

 -It's so fucking good. So fucking full. You rocked against Izzy.

 He did and soon, Julian was lifting his hips and slamming into you at high speed, while Izzy firmly gripped your hips and pierced you, her loud moans echoing off the four walls of the room. His body was on overload, every sense heightened, every feeling heightened.

- Fuck, right there!, you yelled, throwing your head back as Izzy slapped your ass.

 -You grab our dicks so well, praised Izzy watching him and Julian go in and out of their holes, eliciting a series of meows from you.

 You gave the boys warning that you were about to come and just as you were about to finish, your walls tightened around Julian, and he spilled inside of you, joining you in your orgasm, coming all over your cock. From him, while Izzy kept her attack on his ass before following shortly.

 You collapsed against Julian's chest, completely exhausted. A quiver of unease spread across her lips as Izzy pulled away. He smiled as he watched his cum come out of you and drip down to where Julian's softening cock was still inside you.

[jakelinestradlin]

This was soo cute, TYSM for this amazing story ... I love it ♥

Hi it's me again, soo I would like to ask a fic with Julian Casablancas 😊 A fluffy story where Julian would introduce me to his children as his girlfriend, after we were alone he would ask me to marry him ♥ TYSM for answer, hope no bother you, if you do I will really love it ♥

Julian Casablancas x reader - fluff.

When Julian asked you to meet his two sons - Cal and Zephyr, you were quite surprised. But of course you were pleased and happy.

You were now getting ready to come to his previous house, where you would meet his children. He told you a lot about them and assured you that they'd love you. And, yet... you couldn't stop worrying and calm down.

You were so nervous on the car ride home. You wanted so much to make a good impression.

- Honey, they're going to love you.

Julian kept on assuring you.

- Well, what if they don't?

- That won't happen!

- You don't know that!

- I do! You're incredible! I can't name one person who doesn't like you.

- Your ex-wife.

He goes silent. After a moment, you had started regretting your choice of words a day way of speech.

- I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

You grab his forearm.

- It's fine. I get it.

- No, it's not. I touched a spot.

- You did, but... I'm not mad. Atleast not at you. I'm sorry too.

- It's okay. I love you.

- I love you more, baby.

You finally arrived at his place. You both knocked on the door, since the boys were already there. The door is opened by two, smily boys. They both greet you.

- Hi!

- Hi, I'm Y/n.

You respond.

- We're Cal and Zephyr. Nice to finally meet you!

- Yeah, you too! Your father told me a bit about you two.

- Yeah, he did? He told us a lot about you.

- Oh!

- All good things! Don't worry.

- Okay! I'm glad, then.

You laugh.

The house was very warm and welcoming.

You and Julian brought some food for dinner, while the boys took care of the drinks and making the table.

You all sit at the table and start eating. The talk goes smoothly and your nervousness fades away.

After dinner you all sit on the couch and watch a Christmas movie, since it's winter.

While watching the movie Julian and you cuddle up and hold hands. You drink some more wine with Julian and finish watching the movie with your partner and his sons.

You then turn off the TV and turn around.

To your surprise, Julian was kneeling, with a small box with a ring inside in hand. You gasped and squeeled. The boys weren't there.

- Will you marry me, Y/n?

Julian finally popped the question.

- Yes!

You kneeled by him and hugged him tightly. He hugged you back and put the ring on your finger. You were so happy.

You stayed tge night in the house together and fell asleep in the arms of your lover.

[samiwife]

Hi again can you do Headcanons and Preferences for Julian Casablancas ? I never found nothing about him, I would really love + the way you think and write it's perfect!

Of course! I love doing these. By far my favorite things to write! Also thanks for the support and request!!!! <3

Headcanon and Preferences 𓆩⟡𓆪 (Ft: Julian Casablancas)

𓆩♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

𓆩⟡𓆪 = Headcanons

Always sings for you

Tries to take you on tour but you always say no

Playing with his hair is a constant

You wear his leather jackets

He always wraps his arms around you

He's unbelievably funny

He's also very wise and mindful

You could talk to him for HOURS

Sleeps face down like a corpse (haha, I'M SORRY)

He's insecure about his lips (thinks they're too thin)

He always snuggles his head in your chest

You make fun of his style a lot

Gets jealous easily

Pouts when he's jealous

He doesn't know it but he has MUSCLES

Radiates gentlemen vibes

HE IS VERY CHIVALROUS

Does everything for you like opening car doors, carrying you to bed, etc

He makes funny faces when alone with him

LEAVES HICKEYS EVERYWHERE ON YOUR BODY

Speaks so many languages

Loves touring

Eats so little (it concerns you)

He drinks and smokes (which you hate)

Wears nice black boots with tank tops

When he wears belts, it kills you

Chugs energy drinks

Draws a lot but also writes song lyrics a lot

His smile is everything

Flirts with his fans

Has the funniest stares when he looks at you

You sometimes help dye his hair

Very medium-sounding moans during sex

HOWEVER, he is very good at doing oral

His tongue is a skill

Him fingering you drives you crazy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

He sings when he's alone

Gets slightly embarrassed when you hear him sing

Has a lot of vintage music stuff like a CD player and records

Would wear fake mustaches to make you laugh

He loves to make you smile or laugh

Holds your hand when you're scared

Piggyback rides are common

He may be insecure about his lips but he is a good kisser

Loves eating dessert

Would choose sweets rather than an actual meal

Loves comedy films and watches them with you all the time

Hates studying and books (thinks they're for nerds)

Also hates going shopping but does it for you

He can be very mean sometimes

He makes fun of you like how you make fun of him

Playfully pushes you and hits you

Always fake cry when you slightly hit him

He always wears funny T-shirts

Also loves Disney movies

Has an undying love for Mickey Mouse (LMAO)

Makes his own loom bracelets

You mock him for having a shirt that looks like a mechanic would wear

His morning voice is so hot

Rides his bike but he sometimes falls off it

Great with babies but terrible with kids

He tries to act like an older brother in front of kids

He acts like a father with babies

Overpacks while traveling

His nails are always clean and neat

Has crooked teeth but it's okay

For some odd reason, he loves playing golf

Hates cold weather

Always looks like a grandma when the weather is cold

He gets sick easily

You steal his necklaces and bracelets

His favorite vacation spot is NYC

Speaks fluent French

Speaks French to confuse you

He's kinda dumb but you always teach him

He loves music class

Has strong political views

Loves learning about philosophy

Loves learning about space and planets

Has glow in the dark stars around his bedroom

Has the weirdest decorations in his room like a rocksalt lamp and stalker-like pictures of you

His favorite animals are lizards

He tries to skateboard but he keeps falling

Lastly, he kisses you a lot on the lips, cheek, chest, and much more. He also tries his best to make a better life for you. He talks about marriage a lot with you.

THANKS 4 READING <3

[unknownperson246]

Hi, I would like to ask a smut between Izzy Stradlin X fem reader X Julian Casablancas ♥

Hi I hope you enjoy it ❤️❤️❤️

Julian x Izzy x Reader: All Three of Us

Words: 973

warnings: *smut* *degradation* *cussing* *p in v* *exhibitionism* *voyeurism* *masturbating* *threesome* *m receiving* *cum eating* *cum play* *fingering*

You were lying on Julian's bed with your panties discarded next to you on the bed. You were looking at a picture of him in his bedroom. You were playing with your clit while looking at his picture that was hung up right in front of you. You wanted Julian so bad right now. You throw out a couple of sighs and moans now and then. You hear Julian coming in with another person. Your hands quickly leave your clit and you briskly put your panties back on pretending that nothing happened while he was gone. You were nonchalant while watching TV in his bedroom. You see Julian's friend Izzy in his bedroom.

“Hi sweetheart,” Julian says with a smile.

“Hi Jule,” You say while trying to avoid eye contact.

“So Who's your friend?” You ask Julian looking at the dark-haired man.

Izzy finds himself an opportunity to introduce himself to you again.

“My name is Izzy. I'm from the band Guns N Roses' He says.

“Oh yeah I've heard of your band and I've seen you once,” You say to Izzy pretending that you do not know him.

Julian comes closer and slowly takes your panties off.  

“We know what you were doing in here. We heard your moans and sighs. Also, all three of us know that you know Izzy,” Julian says smirking.

You start to get nervous but you are intrigued by the scene that is unraveling in front of you. Izzy takes a seat on the couch. He starts to rub his enlarged cock through his pants while staring at your exposed pussy. Izzy starts to smirk. He takes his pants off and starts to pump his fingers on his huge cock while staring at your pussy.

Julian spits on his fingers and starts to push three fingers into you. You start to moan at the sight of Izzy masturbating in front of you and the feeling of Julian’s fingers.

“Oh fuck” You cry out.

“You like my long fingers in your wet hole don't you?” Julian coos in your ear.

Izzy keeps on pumping his cock  with his fingers slowly. You hear his groans and moans.

“Oh fuck” He cries out every while and then.

Julian keeps moving his fingers inside of you and you are about to come. He goes faster and faster and Izzy starts to groan watching the scene while his fingers are pumping up and down his pre-come-covered cock. 

“Fuck Julian” You cry out while squirming on the bed.

“Do you like that?” He whispers in your ear.

You feel your stomach knotting and you come all over Julian's fingers. Julian pulls his fingers out of you.

“Here, get a taste of yourself,” Julian says before he places his fingers in your mouth.

Julian discards his pants with one hand while his come-covered fingers enter your mouth. You start to suck your come while he gets himself ready. You eat it all clean.

Izzy stops masturbating and comes over to the bed while Julian places his cock at your entrance. Izzy rips your shirt and your bra off.  Izzy's lips start to attach themselves to your neck. Julian's fingers are on your waist while Izzy is leaving hickeys all over your body. Julian enters you. His hips start to roll on yours. 

“Fuck your such a needy whore” Julian moans.

“You're such a pretty slut” Izzy coos.

“Im a slut  and a whore for you fuckers” You hiss while your nails dig into Julian's back.

“Oh, Julian” You cry out while your nails start to scratch his back.

“You're so good you whore” Julian grunts.

Julian's hips start to move faster. Julian's cock is slipping in easily from how wet you were.

“Oh fuck Julian,” You say while your hands start to play with Izzy's hair.

You feel yourself coming to your high.

“Julian I need to pee” You shriek.

A layer of sweat coats the both of you.

“Good, it means I need to go faster,” Julian grunts.

“Let's come together m’ slut” Julian says.

“I'm so close,” Julian grunts.

“Me too” You moan.

Julian ends up coming first. The stringy white goo runs down your legs. Your tight hold tightens around Julian's cock and you spill your come on him.

Izzy goes down and starts to clean your come-covered thighs. 

“You taste so good ” Izzy coos while his hands are gripping your legs.

Izzy pushes you on the bed while taking his boxers off. 

“It’s my turn pretty slut” Izzy says while smirking.

Julian sits on the bed watching the two of you by the couch. 

“You know what to do” Izzy signals.

You get on your knees while your mouth makes its way to his huge cock. You place your mouth at his tip gently sucking and licking it.  

Julian gets up from the bed.

“I'm going to go to the living room while you are giving him a blow job. Izzy meet me in the living room so we can talk about the collaboration” Julian says

“You look so hot from this angle baby,” Izzy says while looking down at you.

“Your a hot fucking bastard,” Your words are mumbled.

Izzy grabs your head and that makes his cock shift deeper down your throat. 

“I'm almost there baby” Izzy cries out while his huge cock just keeps going deeper down your throat.

He throws his head back and his eyes roll into the back of his head. “You dirty slut” He moans.

You start to choke on his cock even more. You feel something warm going down your throat. He eventually pulls out and you start taking in deep breaths. 

Izzy fixes his hair and he leaves you in the room to go talk to Julian in the living room. You return to Julian's bed and turn on the TV.

[indieboysarehot]

god i love nick valensi

[polydeuces]

on my hands and knees begging for more julian self inserts

yes yes yess!!! anything specific?

[honimello]

Instant Crush//Possum Kingdom

Stalker!Cardinal Copia x Sister of Sin!Reader

Summary: He’s been watching you for so long, he can’t wait any longer. He has to have you. (Loosely inspired by the songs Instant Crush by Daft Punk ft. Julian Casablancas, and Possum Kingdom by the Toadies.)

Words: 4,955

Warnings: NSFW 18+, DLDR; Dead Dove‼️intense voyuerism, stalking, obsession, kidnapping, dubious consent/noncon, copia is an unreliable narrator, innocence kink, outcast/evil copia x popular reader slightly cliche, PiV, masturbation, severe stockholm syndrome, mention of lactation

A/N: I don’t know if I would say this is the most intense fic out there but i think it would still be good to put the dead dove do not eat warning on here lol also thought of the ministry having catacombs like halfway through the fic and now i can’t stop thinking about how cool that would be lol

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“And we will never be alone again… Kinda counted on you being a friend, can I give it up or give it away?” // “Make up your mind, and I’ll promise you I will treat you well, my sweet angel.”

He doesn’t know how it got to this point. The Cardinal can just barely see himself in the reflection of the window pane in front of him, but how can he focus on his own practically-drooling visage when he can watch what’s on the other side of the glass?

Copia knows he shouldn’t watch, but he can’t really help it anymore. He really doesn’t know how it got to this point, watching you bent over your bed with an undeserving Brother of Sin. It would make his blood boil if he didn’t love the sight of it so much. You look so beautiful like this, ass pressed up against this rugged Brother, your sweet little face scrunched up in pleasure. Oh, if only it were him making you feel like that. He’s just glad someone’s doing it, even if it’s not him. At least he gets to watch.

Copia’s cock begins to tent his cassock just a little more as a muffled moan of yours floats through the cracked window sill. How divine, he thinks, why would such an angel spend their time in a pit of demons? This was the fourth Sibling you’d been with this week, and he just can’t seem to wrap his head around it. You’re such a sweet little thing, and they are always so dirty.

His train of thought is cut short when he realizes your big, innocent eyes are locked on his own. He can feel his heart sink all the way to his feet. You look scared. Yet, you don’t say anything to your partner, just continue to stare into his lustful, depraved gaze. He can’t quite tell what sort of expression is on your face other than shock and fear, but there’s something else indistinguishable mingled in there. It’s not until you arch your back and your eyes roll back into your skull that he knows— arousal is hot in your gaze and it’s bringing you over the edge.

It’s like watching a tsunami, or, more relevantly, an angel fall to earth. It’s breathtaking in so many different ways. He can’t help it when his cock twitches, his cassock becoming unbearably sticky. You’re just so beautiful like this, he doesn’t even need to touch himself.

Copia watches on as your partner cleans only himself up and leaves you on the bed with a halfhearted promise to return at a later date, but you couldn’t care less. How long had he been watching you now? The Cardinal tries to recall when this all started.

You were new to the Ministry but had quickly become a sort of people’s princess. Everyone loved you, especially Copia. You had enchanted him with your big eyes and sweet demeanor. Although, it was never directed towards him, he was quite used to this and hadn’t expected any sort of kindness from you. He knew he didn’t deserve it. He had spent his whole life manipulating and fighting his way to where he was now, but soon he wouldn’t be just a Cardinal anymore.

People knew to tread carefully with him, they thought him disgusting and frightful. A part of him was glad for this, it made his job easier. There was a reason everyone called him the Rat and it wasn’t because of his defined nose. If someone were in his way, he wouldn’t hesitate to ruin their lives to come out on top. He’s a liar, a snitch, a traitor, a backstabber, a Brutus, a Judas, if you will.

Ah, yes. Now he remembers. It was fall, he had just finished teaching his Latin class. He was locking up the class room, the night sky shining down on him from a nearby window. A chill ran through his spine. He could hear you, you’re short heels clicked on the linoleum in a strange and specific way that was unique to you. He had been casually watching you in the past week of you being there, any time he found himself in your presence he couldn’t look away.

And here you were, you had stopped in your tracks the second you noticed him. He could practically smell the fear on you, so as he turned to face you, he tried to keep a neutral expression. Even then he knew he didn’t want to scare you, not like how he scares the others. No, he wanted to scare you in a different way. A way that makes you clench your thighs together and beg for release.

“Hello, Sorella.” He said, watching you carefully. You were stiff, like maybe just the sight of him alone had turned you into a statue. He looked off to the side, where he presumed you were heading to. “Ah, on your way to my fratello, eh?”

Terzo’s office was just down the hall from his, and of course a beautiful Sister of Sin like you would visit him late into the night. He saw you fidget where you stood, you stared at your shoes in fear of meeting his eyes. Your voice came out wavering and hushed.

“N-no, il mio Cardinalé. I was on my way to see you.” Your voice was so soft he almost thought he misheard you for a second, but no, oh no, he hadn’t. Now he’s nervous. What could you possibly want to do with him? He was afraid if he thought too much about it he might pitch a tent in his very revealing, tight pants. Seemingly, to spare him, you continued. “Sister Imperator gave me some paperwork she meant to give you in the meeting this morning. She said it was important.”

You held out the stack of papers with a shaking hand, and he couldn’t stop himself from brushing his gloved fingers against yours as he took it from you. Your eyes were so wide, staring up at him with such fear and reverence. And even after he thanked you and you had walked away, he stood in the hallway dreaming of that look.

Yes, this was when he had started following you. From this point on he couldn’t stand it when you were out of his sight, he had to know where you were and who was giving you the pleasure you deserved. So, as he snapped out of his daydream in the hall, he stalked off into the Ministry corridors.

The Cardinal did his best to stay quiet as he caught glimpses of you turning corners and weaving in between the Ministry’s ornate marble pillars. He followed you into the dorm wing, hesitating just around the corner so he could take note of which door you entered. The butterflies in his belly became more and more present as he realized just how lucky he was. Your room was at the very end of the hall, directly next to an exit, and he knew for a fact that there was a window peering into your room.

He exited the wing, and came face to face with what would soon become a sort of second home to him. A bench directly under the window to your room. Copia cupped his hands around his eyes as he pressed his forehead into the window, trying his best to see into the room with how dark it was. A breeze racked its way through his body, but he warmed up fast when he saw you exit from your bathroom.

Steam spilled from the little room, you had started a shower. His heart began to race, you were grabbing a robe from your dresser. Were you about to?— Oh, yes. Yes, you were. You had pulled your habit right over your head after removing your wimple, the vision in front of him could only be likened to holiness. A beautiful angel, clad in dark lace and nylon. You bent forward, presenting your full ass to him, you rolled down your stockings and pulled them off your legs.

The mirror on your dresser gave him the perfect view of your front as well. It sent a jolt of terror through him though, when he had noticed the window reflected perfectly in the mirror, but it seemed your curtains hid him from view. He heaved a sigh, watching as your hands skimmed over your tits, plucking each bra strap and letting them snap back against your skin. He could see the little flinch you made each time you did it, it had him twitching in his pants.

Finally, you slid the straps off your shoulders and reached behind you to unlatch the bra entirely. It fell to the floor unceremoniously, giving him a full view of your chest. And what a view it was, his hand skimmed its way down to his crotch, palming at his hot erection. Your breasts were soft and caught the beautiful glow of the candle on your dresser like an oil painting.

He didn’t have much time to admire you before your hands made their way down to your panties, playing with the band resting on your full hips. You slid them down your legs, bending over once more. Your cunt was slick and glistening in the candlelight. He started to drool. He hadn’t felt lust like this in quite some time, his work had taken the forefront of his attention. But now? You were the only thing he could think of, work wasn’t even a thought anymore.

You slinked off into the bathroom, finished undressing, and he wondered if you would touch yourself in the shower. He wished there was a window in there too.

That night, as he lay in his bed, wet cock in hand, he imagined what it would be like to touch you, to shower with you.

And even as he sits outside your window now, he still wonders what it would be like to give you the pleasure he so desperately wants to give you. Watching you with your little toys and your inconsistent partners can only satiate him so much.

You lay in your bed, covers pulled all the way up to your nose, still staring at him. You look so enticing. He’s not sure he’ll be able to stop himself anymore. A couple weeks ago he had found a way to unlock the window from the outside. He had taken his fair share of your dirty panties from your hamper, and now… Now he wanted to take something else.

His lithe hand creeps down to where he knows the window is cracked open, the latch never quite closed fully, and if he could wiggle his finger underneath he could push the latch off completely. So, he did. The expression on your face makes him hard again, the squish of the cum staining his cassock is barely a thought to him with how strained his cock is once more. He sees tears well up against your long eyelashes.

He starts to shush you, trying to comfort you as he slowly slides the window up. He bends his head down, and slinks into your room. Soon, Copia is standing next to your bed. You haven’t moved an inch, though the tears have slid down your plump cheeks. He doesn’t know what to say, he wants you to feel better. He wants you to come back with him to his chambers. He wants you all to himself.

Only now does he realize he’s said this aloud. This snaps you out of your paralysis and you lunge for the door to your dorm. He’s much bigger than you though, and he’s caught you within seconds of your attempt. He presses your naked body close to him, you try to claw at his arms and scream but his thick hand has clamped over your mouth.

“Shh, shh, angioletto mio… You don’t need your little playthings anymore, bravetta, you have me now.” He presses his lips against your ear and whispers to you, pressing sporadic little kisses to the shell of your ear in between his words. “Shh, shh…”

Copia rubs his face into your soft hair, his voice rumbling like a cat. You continue to try and wiggle your way out, but he just slowly pulls you down to the ground, arms encasing your entire upper torso in a tight grip. He’s finally caught you and he’s not letting you go.

He continues to shush you, his voice a mix of comforting and terrifying. He gently presses you down into the floor, your body now lain flat, face pressed into the ground.

“Don’t move, little one. Your Cardinalé needs to do something.”

Your heart plummets to your stomach at the insinuation, but thankfully, he steps away from you and walks over to your dresser. You think of making another break for the door, but you know he would just catch you again so you decide to play the obedient role for now. He appreciates this as he pulls two long, thick ribbons from your dresser drawer. He had seen you play with another Sibling with these before and he had fantasized about them since.

Now, he can finally use them on you, like he has a wanted for quite some time now. He stalks back over to your body, straddling your hips and trying not to think of how good it feels for your plush ass to be pressed up against his balls. His fingers wrap around each of your wrists and he binds you with the red ribbon. It’s tight and inescapable. He moves down your legs and does the same with your ankles.

As he goes to stand above you, your little voice stops him in his tracks.

“C-Cardinalé?” Oh, the waver in your voice makes him feral. He’s so glad he could give you such a beautiful tremor. He hopes he’s riling you up just as much as you are to him.

“Sí, bravetta?”

“…”

You squirm under him, the sight of your breasts squished up against the floor is driving him insane. What soft nipples, he thinks, if only I had the time to worship them now. He nudges your hip with the tip of his dress shoe, urging you to continue as he’s sure he only has so much time to get you back to his chambers.

“I-I’m so scared, il mio Cardinalé.” Copia kneels back down, carding his fingers through your hair as he presses up against you once again. He gently lays kisses on your shoulder, his mustache tickling your skin.

“Oh, piccolo angialetto mio, there’s no need to be afraid. Shh, just relax now…” His hand rustles around in his cassock for a few seconds, making your blood run cold, but he pulls out a thick leather strap and fastens it against your mouth, effectively muffling any sound that may come out.

He pulls you off the floor, and carries you bridal style out of your room and through the exit he knew so well.

The entrance to the Ministry’s catacombs was a little bit into the edge of the woods near the gardens, not far from where your room had been. Sister Imperator had given him the long-abandoned chamber within the catacombs when he had become a bishop. The last tenant used to care for the burial sights down there, but after his death the entirety of the catacombs has been left untouched.

Sister had offered Copia an upgrade within the upper clergy chamber hall but he had declined, he’s grown fond of the stench of death.

So, as he pushes the large wooden doors open with his back, he encourages you to close your eyes. Many of the coffins and effigies were open or broken apart, and he would hate for you to see something so grotesque. He wants you calm and comfortable down here.

He traverses the old stone steps down into the ground, the old torches had been updated to be electric, the fuzzy warm light has always looked so cozy to him. Even as it reflects off the cold, stone walls. His chambers are down a few more twists and turns, you try to memorize them but it quickly becomes hard to remember. It dawns on you that maybe only the Cardinal knows how to traverse these caverns.

Copia comes at a stop in front of a large, heavy door, he sets you down gently on the freezing stone floor to unlock it with a skeleton key. He pushes it open far enough that he can carry you through safely.

There’s a large, extravagant bed in the middle of the room. All the furniture in the room seems to be Victorian, and of the same set. It looks much more comfortable than the rest of the catacombs. He strides over to the bed and lays you down on the soft covers, turning back to the door to lock it.

Copia watches as your chest rises and falls rapidly, the realization that you’re completely alone with him now dawns on you both. You’re trapped, he could do whatever he wanted now. He could do everything he’s dreamed of. But first, he has to make sure you really can’t escape. He had bought a collar and leash quite some time ago when he had first had the idea to bring you here.

The sight of it makes you wail, though the sound is muffled by leather. As he leans forward to fasten the collar, you try to scoot away but it’s not enough. He has you collared within the next second, and he slides his fingers down the chain leash, pulling it up to the bed post closest to you. He wraps it around the post and locks it in place.

“Hm… There. How does that feel, piccolo angialetto mio?” He unties the leather strap from your mouth, letting all the little gasping sounds you’ve been making float through the still air of his chambers.

“P-please, please, Cardinalé, please, let me go.” You beg, hyperventilating and whimpering. He’s a little disappointed in you, such a sweet, obedient thing and yet you can’t answer a simple question? Maybe he needs to ask it again.

His gloved hand sidles up against your throat. He gives it an experimental little squeeze making your eyes widen in fear. His gaze is like looking into the sun: wide, bright, and burning. He never looks away for a second.

“I said. How. Does. It. Feel?”

You know you have to answer him.

“I-it…It’s okay, Cardinalé… It doesn’t hurt.” You pray to Lucifer that that’s what he wants to hear. It seems it is, as his hand loosens its grip and slowly, softly, slides down your clavicle and ghosts over your breasts. His eyes are wild and deranged, you can see spit gathering against his bottom lip as he ogles your chest. His fingertip traces the shape of your breast, then comes back up to gently rub your nipple. Guilt and shame burns in your belly as a little involuntary moan escapes your throat.

His eyes snap up to yours… He liked that. You can see the urgency in his face, he wants you to do it again. His fingers circle your nipple once more, and it’s so sensitive. Your cunt isn’t on your side, it’s slick and aching. You bite your lip to hold back any other sound that may sneak out. It seems he likes this just as much.

Copia leans even closer to you, his lips ghosting over the skin of your tit. His mustache tickles as he hovers just over your stiff nipple. The tip of his tongue inches out, grazing against your areola. His spit is hot and dries cold, making you shiver in the warm light of his chambers. What is wrong with you? How could you possibly be turned on by this right now?

You had noticed how he was always around, always hanging on your every word even if they weren’t being said to him. You had wondered if he truly was watching you, and tonight you had finally seen him. But it didn’t scare you as much as you thought it would. In fact, it had driven you mad. The sight of him drooling and humping the air as he watched you getting railed, it had done things to you. It made the cock in your pussy almost redundant as you spasmed and creamed all over it.

The thought of having Copia’s cock to cum on flashes in your mind, doing nothing to stop you from giving in to him. His mismatched eyes look up at you reverently, he starts to suck gently on your tit, letting out little whimpers and moans as he does so. His hand trails down your belly, on a certain path to your flushed and pulsing clit.

Any effort to refuse him has gone out the window, you have no idea how long you’re going to be here with him. It would do you no good to pretend you don’t like it as much as he does. Moans spill from your lips as his gloved fingertip gently presses against your clit. He draws little circles on the hot bud, making it twitch and pulse. You whisper his name in poorly contained ecstasy.

He shushes you once more in a placating gesture, his hot tongue laving over your nipple. You’ve had many partners over the years, but none of them felt like this. His hot mouth is what you imagine Hell must be like for the most devout of Satanists.

He continues his ministrations, vaguely wondering if he could get you to lactate if he treats your teat kind enough. He trails his tongue over to your other nipple to give it some much needed attention, and his cock jumps when you let out an airy gasp, your bound arms twitching in place. He suddenly realizes then that you’re still tied up at the wrists and ankles and a wave a guilt washes over him.

“Oh, piccolina, I’m sorry. Let me free you.” He pulls his mouth away from your tit, making you whine in protest. He sneaks his hand under your body, untying the ribbon as fast as he can and turning down to your ankles to untie that ribbon as well. It feels good to spread your arms out next to you and let your legs fall open for your Cardinal.

“What a beautiful girl.” He whispers in praise, his hand sliding back in between your legs. Your fingers toy with the grucifix hanging from his chest as he plays with your clit once more, suddenly it doesn’t feel so fair that you’re naked and he’s not.

“Copia?” You whisper breathlessly, catching his attention immediately. He mindlessly rubs your clit as he faces you with a quizzical expression.

“Sí, bravetta?” His voice has grown husky and his right pupil is blown wide while the other stays the same as it always does. He looks worried, like he’s done something wrong which feels morbidly ironic to you and you can’t help but let out a quiet giggle.

“Will you undress, il mio Cardinalé? I want to see you.” Your desperate voice betrays your neediness, and he looks almost smug at how well he’s riled you up. He barely has any room in his head for any insecure thoughts that crop up, his only thought being to make you happy. So, he pulls his hand away once more, though to start unbuttoning his cassock now.

He gets it about midway to his belly before he starts to pull it off his shoulders and let it fall to the ground. What greets you is freckled shoulders and hairy pecs hidden by a white tank top, and his signature tight, red pants.

His cock looks huge straining against the fabric, it makes your mouth water in anticipation. There’s a little wet spot where you assume the tip is, and it somehow makes you even slicker than before. His nimble fingers start to undo his pants, pulling out the tucked in tank top and tossing it over his head. With his pants fully unbuttoned, he takes a glance at you and sees that you’re transfixed. It looks as if you’ve been put under a spell, watching intently as he fumbles around to try and pull his pants down and off his legs.

His dick is even more pronounced in the tight black briefs he wears, it looks about as thick as your wrist and as long as your belly button to your clit. He looks at you hesitantly, like he’s not sure if you truly want to see all of him but there’s nothing more you want in this moment, not even escape.

He pulls the gloves off his hands, finger by finger, drawing it out as much as possible. Just so he can drink in the desperate look on your face, he knows he won’t have much resolve to tease you once it starts. His newly bare fingers slip down his pudgy, fuzzy belly and hook under the band of his briefs. He strains the band and lets it snap against his skin like he’d seen you do with your bra straps, and he watches intently as you let little gasps out each time he does it.

Copia pulls the band down, revealing his bush with every slow inch. The sight of the base of his cock takes your breath away, and soon enough the entire thing has flopped out and smacked against his belly. It’s monstrous. You want it like nothing else. It suits him.

He crawls over you and straddles you then pulls your legs around his hips, letting the tip of his flushed cock rest ever so gently against your throbbing clit. You whine and squirm, gripping the covers below you and he tuts gently.

“Patience, piccolina.” He warns, but both of you know there’s no real danger behind it. This is better than anything he could’ve imagined, why would he get upset with you for being just as eager as he is?

His cock catches against your aching hole as he tries to rub your clit with it and it makes you both gasp. He lets out a drawn out moan as the tip pushes gently against your cunt, it pops and slides in about an inch and he can’t seem to catch his breath. It’s been so long it feels like it’s the first time, and maybe it should be because no one has ever been like you. Sí, he thinks, this’ll be my new first time.

Just his tip sits nestled in your heat and it starts to make you feel fuzzy and needy, you start to whisper incoherent pleas. He knows what you need but he needs to take this in just for a few seconds longer, so he brings his thumb up to rub against your clit. You’re both moaning like desperate whores, and he can’t help the whimpers that fall from his lips whenever he feels you clench down on him.

He starts to slide in further, you’re so wet it feels like there’s no resistance at all. It feels like home to him, like this is where he really belongs. Here with you, in you and around you. He falls forward to rest on his elbows above you. His hips start to rock gently against you, pushing in further and further with each thrust.

“I-I love you, angialetto mio.” He whispers against your lips, pressing kiss after kiss on them. “I have loved you for so long.”

“I know, Cardinalé… Mmm, yes, just like that.” You groan as the head of his cock starts to nudge against that spot inside of you, pulling you closer and closer to the edge. “I-I… Oh, Copia, I love you too.”

You don’t know what’s come over you. You’re not in the right headspace, you never would’ve said that before. But maybe that’s okay, you think, maybe this is where I’m meant to be. You pull him closer, pressing your chests together and kissing him deeper. His tongue asks entrance into your mouth and you let it, you explore each others tongues as he fucks into you faster.

The sound of your wet bodies slapping against each other and the moans let out between breaths is the only thing that can be heard in the chambers, and as he continues to pick up speed and depth it feels like you just might scream. He’s hitting all the right places, rubbing all the right spots and your eyes roll back into your head. His face is scrunched up in concentration and pleasure, his sweat dripping down onto your own sweaty skin.

“Oh, bravetta, I’m so close.” He whimpers pathetically and he brings his hand back down to rub tight circles on your clit once more, aiming to push you over the edge with him.

“Yes! Yes! Copia, please!” You’re almost there too, your breathing is short and fast as your heart thumps in your chest, your clit throbbing. His thumb nudges the very tip of your clit and that’s what does it. It feels like molten lava has spilled over you from your head to your toes as he grunts loud and jerks his hips forward once, twice, and a third final time as he unloads deep inside you. Your walls spasm around his thick cock in ecstasy and soon enough the reality of the situation starts to set in.

You don’t know how long you lay there silently gazing off but when you come back, Copia has cleaned you both up and wrapped you up in the covers. He is gazing at you lovingly and it makes you sick to your stomach. There’s no getting out of here is there?

You wait til he falls asleep to cry.

“Now I thought about what I wanna say, but I never really know where to go. So, I chained myself to a friend.” // “Give it up to me, give it up to me. Do you wanna be my angel?”

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[he-goes-down]

MASTERLIST 🫶

REQUESTS: OPEN

Very slow request finishing as school is starting up and tests are hectic

might take ages cus i procrastinate

English aint my first language

I go by what im feeling that day for writing requests sorry.

I ALSO NEVER EDIT FOR SHIT

Fics:

There Was A Time - GNR

Something Stupid - GNR-shortstory

Estranged - GNR - fantasy -an idea

Shit posts:

Guns ‘n Poese - GNR - might be made in like 2 years time

Gnr mermaids - guide on how to do it - on hiatus for about maybe 2 years max

Requests:

Over 40 😥requests in the making (some not shown here cus im lazy)

Chosen by spin the wheel

Smut

Angst

Fluff

Although I mostly do smuts as they’re easier to write

Will:

- male reader cus im one too

- threesomes, foresomes, whole ass country (jokes)

- harder things like bondage ect

Wont:

- dont do ships just cus they aren’t my thing

Axl Rose:

Human Nature

Speedin’ Back To My Baby

Please - in drafts

Big Man With A Gun - in drafts

Wichita Lineman - in drafts

Thriller - in drafts

My Kinda Lover - in drafts

Burning Heart - in drafts

Slash:

Love Lies

Cant Fight This Feeling - in drafts

Underwear -in drafts

Give me Love - in drafts

Gimmie More - in drafts

Highway Tune - in drafts

Duff Mckagan:

Turbo Lover

Break On Through

Tenderness

Need you tonight - in drafts

Within you - in drafts

Sunspots - in drafts

Black Velvet - in drafts

Water - in drafts

Slither - in drafts

S&M - in drafts

Cum On Feel The Noize - in drafts

Crazy in Love - in drafts

For Crying Out Loud - in drafts

Izzy Stradlin:

Photograph

Too funky

Run to you - in drafts

Come On Now Inside - in drafts

Big Love - in drafts

Hot For Teacher - in drafts

Girls on film - in drafts

Hard to get away I’m sorry/ get away - makes me wanna die inside from sadness so might take time

Steven Adler:

End Of The Night

Addicted To Love

Obsession

Excitable - in drafts

Out Of Touch - in drafts

Bad Medicine - in drafts

(I Just) Died In Your Arms- in drafts

Multiple:

DuffxrxIzzy:

Wild Child

Pretty Tied Up (wild child pt2) -in drafts

My Best Friend’s Girl - (Turbo Lover pt2) in drafts

DuffxrxSlash:

Our Last Summer

IzzyxrxSteven:

Sweet Surrender - in drafts

Allxr:

In The Still Of The Night - stumped

Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah) - in drafts

Fantasy:

V! - vampire W! - werewolf

Blood That Moves The Body -V!IzzyxrxW!Slash

Lullaby - V!Izzy

The Walk - V!Axl

-in drafts

Lovesong -V!Steven

-in drafts

Crossover:

IzzyxrxJulianCasablancas:

Reptile

IzzyxrxDaveMustaine:

Rock You Like A Hurricane - in drafts

Others:

Warren DeMartini - Dancing On Glass

Julian Casablancas - Relax - tryna get thru the gnr ones

Jon Bon Jovi x r x Tom Keifer - Shake Me - in drafts

[rymbrr]

Do you think Alex was on fanfic.net looking up Julian casablancas x reader

[samiwife]

it's soo hard to find someone that can write for Julian.... thanks for the fic!

I have another idea for a Jules smut with a fem reader ... the reader get jealous of his fans, soo when they get home she wants all!

Here it is!!!! This is drafted before I went on hiatus! So I never got around to writing it!! But now I can so, SORRY FOR THE DELAY!!! HOPE YOU CAN STILL ENJOY! <3

Jealousy Jealousy 𓆩♡𓆪 (Julian Casablancas x Reader)

𓆩♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

𓆩⟡𓆪 = Headcanons

TW: Degradation, pet names, dominance, rough, etc (Reader Discretion is advised)

You were always jealous of Julian's fans. They were all women who wanted to either fuck or date Julian. It made you pissed knowing that. You loved the way Julian teased, looked, and touched you. You basically loved everything about him. But little did those fans know, Julian is easily controlled by you. You didn't know why. You always thought Julian could pick millions of beautiful girls, but somehow he always chooses you. He always says it's because of your beautiful silky hair, precious eyes, and plump lips.

But deep inside you knew it was because you played hard to get. You easily controlled Julian. The way he speaks when you dominate him turns you on. He thinks it's so hot and sexy when you dominate. So during one night after one of Julian's shows, a girl in the crowd was flirting with Julian. Julian managed to wink at her from the stage. This caused you to become jealous. So when the two of you came home to the small apartment you two lived in. You decided to seek revenge on Julian.

Right away when the two of you stepped through the door. You immediately pinned Julian to the wall. Julian's eyes widen as you stare at him. "Jules, I would reward you for a good show tonight." You said lustfully. "But, my little Jules happened to not be faithful to me," you said in an annoyed tone. Julian gulps and looks down. Jules knew he did and he wasn't ready for what was to come. "Aww don't look down, baby boy." You said grabbing his chin. Julian gasped loudly and began huffing loudly. "Oh is my Jules already needy?" You said in a stern tone. Julian looks at you. You roughly placed your hands on Julian's member. Causing him to moan loudly.

"I'm just getting started and you're already begging." You said giggling. You grabbed Julian by the arm and dragged him to the bedroom. You quickly pushed Julian onto the bed and topped him. "Jules baby. take off your clothes for me." You said grabbing Julian by the hips. "Y/N, I didn't mean to-" Julian said before you cut him off with a rough kiss. "Shhh, no need to talk baby. Just strip." You said firmly

Julian nods and begins sliding off his pants. You grabbed Julian by the shirt and whispered in his ear. "You know Jules since you like to wink at other girls. I'll show you the real girl you'll be winking at." Julian looks up and begins blushing. You started to pump up and down on his member causing him to moan loudly. You pump faster and faster. "U-uh Y/N, I-i'm about to come." Julian moaned out. "Not so fast Jules, we're just getting started." You said lowly. "Y-Y/N p-please can I come?" Julian whimpers. "No honey, don't come until I do." You said as you slowly sat on Julian's member. Julian whimpers louder as you bounce up and down. You bounced harder and moaned out his name.

Julian tried his best to not come so fast and began to whimper louder. "You like it when I dominate you? Yeah of course you do, it's because you're my little slut." You said bouncing harder. Julian gulped and tried to mutter out words but his words were eaten by you bouncing on him hard. "Y-yes I love it when you dominate me, f-fuck me good." Julian moaned out as he gripped the sheets hard. You smiled ear to ear and leaned down to kiss him.

You swished your tongue around his making it known you were his. You pulled away from Julian leaving a string of his spit. You licked your lips and leaned down to Julian's ear. "I think I'm ready to come, you can too baby." You whispered. Julian nodded and began thrusting on his own. You gripped his hair hard due to his thrusting. After a few thrusts, Julian came. Julian quickly pulled out and you came as well. You collapsed onto Julian's chest and began to pant heavily. Julian stroked your back and played with your hair. "Jules you did great for me, you were fucking sexy." You said stroking his hair. Julian smiled widely and kissed your head. "You are so fucking hot when you're dominating, It makes me shake," Julian said smiling. You chuckled and kissed him on the cheek.

[franklyimissparis]

there’s an alternate universe where alex turner entertains himself by reading julian casablancas x reader fanfiction

[issie-https]

I loved reading your fanfics, could i ask you to do a story about Ménage à trois between Izzy Stradlin and Julian Casablancas from The Strokes, I'm crazy about these 2 mens!! and you can use my name if you want!!

Ménage à trois

Izzy Stradlin X Reader X Julian Casablancas

A/n: honestly, I kinda like this one🤷‍♀️ thank you for requesting! I’ve got some Nikki Sixx requests on the way😁

Word count: 1223

Warnings: smuttt(unprotected), blowjob, dirty talk, teasing, spanking, dacryphilia

Ménage à trois meaning:

an arrangement in which three people share a sexual relationship, typically a domestic situation involving a couple and the lover of one of them.

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I woke up to my boyfriend, Izzy, slightly snoring. I decided to surprise him and Julian with a breakfast in bed. I don't do stuff like this often but they do a lot for me so, why not?

I make them a stack of pancakes each and a mug of coffee. I took Julian's first. "Julian, honey," I said softly, waking him up. "Hey," he rasped, sleep still in his voice. "I made you breakfast," I said proudly. "Aww, you're so cute," he laughed, tucking some hair behind my ear. "Eat up because we have some errands to run today," I said, putting the coffee on his nightstand and handing him the pancakes. "Do I have to come?" He groaned. "Yes, I'm dragging Izzy along as well so shut up," I laughed. "Fine. Love you," he said with a mouth full of food. "Love you too," I smiled, leaving his room and going to give Izzy his breakfast.

"Izz, wake up," I whispered, rubbing his arm. "You okay?" He asked, his voice deep from sleep. "Yeah, I made you breakfast," I smiled as he sat up. "Aww, you didn't have to, angel," he smiled, looking up at me. "We have some errands to run today, I've told Julian," I smiled. "Do we have to?" He mumbled. "Yes," I said, "I'm going to eat my breakfast. Come down when you're ready,".

I ate my food and went back upstairs for a shower. "Y/n?" I heard Julian call from the hallway. "I'm in the shower," I called back. He came in and closed the door behind himself. "I need you," he moaned. I looked down to see a bulge visible in his pants. "Aww, honey. Come here then," I cooed.

After an eventful... shower, I picked out my favourite leather skirt, a pair of tights and a white blouse, accompanied with my Mary Janes. "Thoughts?" I asked, giving Izzy and Julian a spin. "Gorgeous," Izzy said, exhaling some cigarette smoke. "Beautiful," Julian added, making me smile.

In all honesty, todays errands were getting some new clothes and also some new lingerie. I couldn't tell them that though because they'd just tell me to order it online or that they'll buy it for me but I like to make a day of it, y'know? Pamper myself for once.

We arrived at the mall and we went to Chanel first. "Seriously?" Izzy grumbled the second we entered the store. "Shut it," I glared at him. Next, we went to a random clothing store to get me a couple of skirts and dresses. Lastly, Victoria's Secret.

"Y/n. No," Izzy warned when I turned to the store. "Why? Don't you want to see me in some new lingerie?" I whispered in his ear. "Can't you just order it online?" Julian grumbled. "No, I wanna see what I look like before I buy it," I explained, grabbing their hands and dragging through the shop. "What about this one?" I perked. I got no reply so I looked around and saw both of them sat outside on their phones. "Little fuckers," I said under my breath.

I chose some pieces and went to the fitting rooms to try them on. I took some photos and sent them to Julian and Izzy, smirking at my pettiness.

Izzy: Get here now.

Me: No, I'm trying some lingerie on.

Izzy: You have five minutes.

I changed back into my clothes, went to the tills and bought all five pieces.

I went out to the guys to see them both scowling. "You okay?" I smirked. "Car. Now," Julian ordered. I smiled and turned on my heel towards the car park.

We arrived back home and I ran out of the car, inside and into the bathroom and locked the door. "Y/n Y/l/n. Open the door now," Izzy shouted to me through the door. "I'm changing. You and Julian can wait in the bedroom," I replied. "You're a bitch," he groaned under his breath.

I put on a white set and put my blouse back on but leaving the buttons undone.

I walked into the bedroom, seeing both of them sat on the bed, waiting for me. "Thoughts?" I asked for the second time that day. "You look like a whore," Izzy replied, scanning me with his eyes. I walked over to Julian and straddled him, looking into his eyes. "What do you think?" I asked him. "Same as Izzy," he replied blankly. I put on a fake pout, causing Julian to slap my ass. "I thought you liked it when I looked slutty?" I said, grinding myself on Julian's thigh. "Get up, now," Izzy ordered. I got off Julians lap and stood in front of them.

"Down on all fours, your gonna suck him off," Izzy said, standing up off the bed. I did as I was told, unbuckling Julians belt and helping him remove his pants, his hard dick sprung out, making my mouth water at the thought of him fucking my throat. I sunk my mouth down on his length, moaning when he finally hit the back of my throat. I felt Izzy behind me, rubbing his hands across my ass before giving me a hard slap, making me moan on Julian's dick. Izzy reached under me and unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it away from my body, leaving me in my lingerie. "Look how pretty you are," Izzy praised. He started rubbing his fingers on my clit, making me jolt a little from the sudden contact. Julian laced his fingers through my hair, tugging lightly. "You feel so good," he moaned as he pushed my head further down on his dick.

All of a sudden, Izzy removed his fingers from my clit, making me whimper at the loss of contact. I heard Izzy remove his leather pants and throw them somewhere in the room. He teased my entrance with his cock, holding my hip with his other hand. He slapped my ass before pushing his cock all the way into me, making me scream-moan as I felt him fill me up. Julian fucked my mouth, making my eyes fill with tears. "You're so fucking pretty when you cry," he said breathlessly. "Look at you, taking our dicks so well like a slut," Izzy groaned, quickening his pace. Sounds of skin slapping skin echoed through the room, adding to my arousal.

" 'm so close," I whimpered when Julian let me breathe. "Hold it," Julian said, slapping my cheek. The stinging sensation made me smile internally, liking the rough way they were treating me. Julian went back to fucking my throat as I felt them both twitch inside me. "Cum, princess," Izzy moaned as his thrusts became more sloppy. I came on his dick, moaning on Julian's. I felt them both cum in me, filling me up from both ends. "Good girl," Julian praised, rubbing my cheek. I swallowed his cum and Izzy pulled out of me. I felt our cum leak down my thighs. "I'll get a towel. You okay, angel?" Izzy said, standing up and walking to our shared bathroom. I nodded and mumbled a 'mhm'. He wiped my thighs then picked me up and put me in the middle of the bed. Both of them lay down beside me as we drifted off to sleep.