#izzy stradlin x y/n

[duffslut]

Be my daddy

Modern Izzy Stradlin x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 793

Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.

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Izzy didn't leave his laptop all day working on his new songs, completely forgetting that you were also at home with him, bored and a bit needy too.

- Izzy, how much longer will this take? - You asked dramatically, pouting.

He looked at you quickly and then returned his gaze to the screen.

- A few more hours. - He said seriously, focused on whatever he was doing on his laptop.

- HOURS?! - You exclaimed and wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on his shoulder feeling the refreshing scent of his freshly washed hair. - I can't wait that long, I need you now...

Izzy ignored you completely but you didn't give up, he was just too pretty with that black button-down shirt almost completely open, revealing his chest. Something about seeing him like that, with such a serious expression, almost as if he were mad, made you extremely horny for him, you simply couldn't bear not to ride him for "a few more hours".

You kissed the soft skin of his neck, then behind his ear and back to his neck, his eyes still glued to the screen, you decided to go further, sliding one of your hands down his shirt, touching his stomach. Since nothing you did seemed to catch his attention, you lowered your hands even further and pressed his crotch, his hand immediately landed on top of yours and gently took it away.

- Not now Y/n. - Izzy muttered.

His refusal only made your panties wetter, you decided you wouldn't leave him alone until his dick was inside you, work wasn't a priority, you were. You sat on his lap, facing him, fitting your groin right on top of his member, you wrapped your arms around his neck and tilted his head slightly towards you.

- I want you daddy... - You whispered in his ear and immediately noticed the change in his posture. - I need you...

You smiled feeling his cock harden beneath you, he always went crazy when you called him daddy.

- You can't do this every time I'm trying to work, bunny. - Izzy said in a low tone, lifting your tank top exposing your breasts. - You dirty girl.

You smiled in satisfaction as his lips began to kiss your tits, the warm touch of his mouth made you let out a needy moan, your hips moved on his lap, rubbing your wet pussy over his covered cock.

Izzy continued to suck on your tits as he slipped his hand inside your panties, making your body shiver as his long fingers touched your cunt.

- Please Izzy... - You moaned, throwing your back back, biting your lips hard, feeling his fingers move inside you.

Izzy took his hand out of your panties and lifted your body, laying you on the glass table next to his laptop, pulling your panties off roughly.

- It's daddy for you. - He muttered. - Now say it.

You lifted your legs and looked into his eyes.

- Please rail me daddy. - You begged, feeling your pussy throb for him.

Your mind went blank for a few seconds when Izzy thrust his big, hard cock inside you without hesitation, pounding deep and hard into your cunt, your lips couldn't form a single word as his hand squeezed your neck, your mouth was half open and your whole body moved with his thrusts. your forehead was sweating just like his, your shirt now unbuttoned, keeping your gaze fixed on his abdomen as you felt your toes curl and your body contract, you just couldn't take it anymore when Izzy started whispering dirty words to you.

- I'm gonna put a baby inside you, honey... - Izzy groaned as he stimulated your orgasm by rubbing his fingers on your clit. - I won't stop until I've filled you with my cum...

You nodded, clenching your pussy around his cock as you came, moaning as the electrifying sensation coursed through your blood.

- Oh fuck! - Izzy moaned as he felt your cum smear his cock, taking it out of you and spreading it all over your pussy, surrounding your entrance and teasing your clitoris by slamming his dick against it a few times. - It's Daddy's turn now. - He murmured, throwing your legs over his shoulders and leaning down to your face, slapping your face before cupping your cheeks. - And you will take all of it, right baby?

His cock slid deeply inside you again, ramming your cervix making you moan desperately feeling it throbbing inside you.

- Make me a mommy, daddy! - You moaned, squeezing your own tits to relieve all the heat weighing down your body.

Izzy came harder than usual, and you knew he had filled your womb with his seed, probably impregnating you at that very moment.

[keanusbabydoll]

neglected

paring: axl rose x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ content, unprotected sex, p in v, age gap (reader is 19, axl is 32), rough sex, spanking, fingering, licking, chocking, bondage, reader gets punished, degrading, praising, arguing, cussing, use of y/n, overstimulation, practically just kinky ass shit

wordcount: 5.7k

a/n: THE THINGS THIS MAN DOES TO ME!!!

NOT PROOFREAD

MDNI

ꨄ❦𖣔𖣘☼᯽☆᪥⁂☼᯽✰𖧷❁✞ఌ𑁍❥༄𖦹✪☼𖣔✯᯽★᪥❦

you had been pacing the spacious living room of axl’s penthouse apartment for the better part of an hour, your bare feet making soft taps against the marble floors. you had been counting down the days until axl came home from his short tour, imagining the way he’d sweep you up in his arms, kiss you with the intensity you missed, and you’d spend hours tangled up together, making up for lost time.

but that wasn’t what happened.

it had only been two days since axl returned, and he’d barely looked at you. sure, he had smiled when he walked in, kissed your cheek, and muttered something about being glad to be home, but after a brief exchange, he had locked himself away in his music room.

he had a one-track mind now, completely consumed by the success of Guns N’ Roses’ latest album Use Your Illusion, the one they had released just months ago. the sales were through the roof, the critics were hailing it as the rock album of the decade, and the fans couldn’t get enough. instead of basking in the success or spending time with you, axl had thrown himself even deeper into his work. he was obsessed, constantly scribbling down new lyrics, working through melodies, always striving for the next big thing.

you understood that his passion for music was what made him the genius he was, but you couldn’t help feeling neglected. after weeks of being apart, you had craved him, wanted his attention—wanted him. you needed his touch badly and this was frustrating you to the bones.

now, it was close to midnight. you sat on the plush couch, staring at the slightly ajar door to Axl’s music room, frustration bubbling up inside you. you wanted to storm in there, rip off his clothes and fuck him till you were the only thing he could think off. the sound of his pen scratching against paper had become a constant background noise these past few days, a reminder that he was always close yet miles away in his head.

with a sigh you marched down the hall and pushed the door to his music room open, leaning against the door frame. just for him, you wore his favorite pair of lingerie, hoping he would notice and stop with his work.

axl sat hunched over his desk, his messy auburn hair falling over his face as he concentrated, his hand moving furiously across a piece of paper. a crumpled pile of discarded lyrics littered the floor, proof of his frustration. he hadn’t even noticed you standing there, his mind too wrapped up in whatever thought was clawing at him.

you bit your lip, then sighed, calling out. "axl."

no reaction.

with a huff you strode over to him, the strong smell of cigarettes immediately filling your nose. you put your hands on his shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek. he gave you the smallest glance, barely meeting your eyes before his attention returned to his notebook.

"axl." you tried again, irritation creeping into your voice. "you've been in here for days. don't you miss me?" he didn't even look up this time. "not now y/n. i'm working." you took a deep breath to stay as calm as possible but something inside you snapped. he didn't even notice your lingerie, didn't even spend a second to fully look at you. you moved swiftly, placing yourself on his lap, straddling him. you tried to stifle a moan when you felt your core pressing directly against his cock. your fingers ran over his chest, almost grazing his dick, as you leaned in close, your voice husky and low. "i need you daddy. please."

axl's eyes flared, his grip on his pen tightening as he scowled. he gripped your waist and shoved you off his lap, his tone dark and edged with frustration. "what the fuck, y/n? I don't have time for this right now. just let me finish this, alright?"

you crossed your arms, glaring at him. "you don't have time? axl, you've had plenty time the past days. you've barely even looked at me since you got home. I'm right here and all you care about are your stupid songs."

Axl's eyes narrowed. "you know how important this is to me. i don't need you coming in here, distracting me when i'm trying to work." his voice dripped with irritation, dismissive and cold. "or do you not get it?"

"I get it axl." you shot back, your voice shaking with anger. "but I won't just sit around, ignored like some groupie waiting for your attention."

"you're acting like a child." he muttered, returning to his work as if you weren't even there.

for a long moment, you stared at him, feeling a mixture of hurt and fury simmering inside you. you clenched your jaw and forced yoursefl to calm down, letting your face settle into a passive mask. "fine." you said, your tone cold, yet laced with an edge of defiance. you left the room, leaving the door open on purpose. if he could act like a asshole, then you could too.

you knew exactly what you were about to do and you knew he wouldn't like it.

you walked into the living room, just a few feet away from the music room, removed your bra and tossed it to the floor. next you let your thong slide down your legs before you settled on the couch, laying down comfortably.

if axl wouldn't give you the satisfaction you would have to do it yourself.

you spread your legs wide, letting a hand wander down your body, running your fingers along your thighs. slowly, one of your digits began to rub small, soft circles on your clit, your breaths already deliberately heavy. with your free hand you reached up to your breasts and squeezed them. the circles you drew on your nub began to fasten and you felt yourself getting wetter and wetter. you let your fingers inch down and you slowly pushed two of them inside your warm hole, a loud moan escaping your lips. you started to pump your fingers in and out of your walls in a fast pace, always brushing against your sweet spot. by now, your moans and whines were getting louder and more desperate.

and you knew axl could hear you.

within seconds, you heard the sharp sound of his chair scraping against the floor, followed by heavy footsteps. he stormed out of the music room, his face a mask of fury which darkened even more when he finally saw what was going on. "the fuck do you think you're doing?" his voice was low and rough, a warning edge slicing through the words, as he inched closer to your form.

"ah-just taking care of myself, since you're too busy." you looked up at him with innocent eyes, biting your lip but you didn’t stop. your moans grew louder, your movements more rough and deliberate.

axl's expression turned even darker and his hands shot out, grabbing both your wrists to stop you from pleasing yourself, eliciting a cry from you. with a great force, he pulled you to your feet, a hand immediately wrapping around your throat. but his eyes were burning with a possessive intensity that made your heart race.

now you got him.

"you want my attention?" he hissed, his grip tightened, almost cutting off your airways as he stepped closer, towering over you, his tone dropping to a low, dangerous murmur. a challenging smirk played on your lips, teasing him further.

"you think this is funny?“ he hissed, his voice thick with dominance. "you think you can tease me like this and get away with it?“

your breathing quickened, your core throbbed, a thrill rushed through your veins at his possessiveness, but you kept up your defiance.

"i wanted your attention." you whispered. "looks like i got it.“

axl‘s lips curled into a wicked, dark smirk, his hands on your body tightening as he leaned down to your level, his face inches from yours. "oh, now you’ve got my attention, sweetheart.“ he murmured, his voice rough, intimidating almost. "but you’re not going to like what happens next.“

without another word, axl pulled you close, his lips crushing against yours, forceful, leaving no room to protest. his hand on your waist tightened, pulling you against his body with a roughness that bordered on possessive fury. he didn't waste time, his hands exploring you as if reclaiming what was his, reminding you who was in control. you gasped against his mouth as he squeezed your throat stronger, making him slip his tongue inside your mouth.

your tongues were dancing, fighting for dominance which axl undoubtedly won. after a few seconds he pulled back before his lips traveled down your neck, sucking and licking your flesh. "is this what you wanted? to provoke me?" he snarled, leaving a fresh dark mark on your neck.

"maybe.“ you mumbled out, your lips trying to find his again.

"fucking brat.“

he didn’t wait for you to respond, in one swift motion, he lifted you up, making you wrap your legs around his torso. his lips captured yours again in an dominant kiss, claiming you. he strolled towards your bedroom.

your heart pounded in your chest, a mix of fear and excitement surging through you. you had pushed him and now you were going to pay the price. axl kicked the door shut behind you, throwing you on the bed with such a great force that left no room for argument. he immediately was on you, his eyes blazing with control. "you don’t get to act like a slut, y/n.“ he growled, his fingers gripping your chin as he forced you to look at him. "i’m in charge here. do you unterstand me.“

you nodded breathlessly, your body trembling with anticipation.

"say it.“

"you‘re in charge.“ you whispered, eyes glued to his lips.

"good girl.“ he muttered, his lips slightly brushing against yours. "you are mine, sweetheart. only i get to touch you.“

the way his words left his mouth, sent shivers down your spine. his dominance left you always nervous. he pushed himself off the bed, getting rid of his shirt, before returning his attention to you.

"lay down on your belly, ass up.“ he commanded sharply and you quickly did as you were told. your face was mushed up against the duvets and you were waiting for his next move.

you felt him sitting down next to you, gently caressing your ass cheeks. "count.“ he simply said and before you could even react, he landed a harsh spank on your ass. your body jumped forward at the sudden pain, a scream echoing off the walls.

"one.“

"good girl.“ smack. another rough hit came down on your flesh. "two.“ smack. and another one. "three.“ axl rubbed your already reddening ass again, his digits slowly wandering down to your pussy.

"you’re dripping. you fucking slut are enjoying this.“ he growled as he felt your wetness against his fingers. for that he landed two hits with all of his force on both your cheeks, making your core throb in anticipation. roughly, he grabbed the roots of your hair and pulled you into an kneeling position. "did you like that huh?“ he snarled in your ear. "do you like being punished, slut?“

"yes, sir.“ you whimpered, your breath hitching. "say thank you.“

"thank you for punishing me, sir.“ you mewled out, heart racing. axl chuckled darkly in reply before releasing his grip on you. "get back there.” he ordered, gesturing to the headboard. slowly, you crawled back and leaned against it. your eyes followed him as he walked up to his dresser and pulled out two pair of handcuffs. your breath quickened of the ideas what he would do with them. you guys never tried bondage or anything like that before.

with a devilish grin he turned around and made his way over to the bed, crawling up to you again. he trapped your body between his legs, one hand reaching out for your wrists. "i thought we’d try something new today.” he said, voice full of mischief.

you glared up at him with wide eyes, uncertainty glimmering in them. "oh baby, don’t be scared. i won’t go too rough.” axl uttered challenging. he closed one of the cuffs around your wrist, when you pulled slightly back.

"axl…” you stammered, you didn’t know what he was up to and the fact that he wanted to punish you made you a little bit nervous.

"do you trust me, y/n?” he whispered, looking at you with soft eyes. he still cared. he wanted you to be comfortable, doesn’t matter what.

"yes.” you whispered back, giving him a soft smile which he returned before he cuffed your wirst to the bed post. he reached out for the other one, cuffing it to the other wooden post. he glared down at you, his eyes gleaming with mischief when you tug helplessly on your cuffs.

you watched him, your heart beating rapidly, as he got off the bed and pulled down his pants and boxers, his red, swollen tip glistening with pre-cum. "i can’t wait to ruin that little body of yours.” he growled as he crawled back on the bed. he spread your legs, settling between them, before he hovered over you, his lips almost touching yours. your hands wanted to wrap around his neck out of instinct but when they didn’t move further and you heard the clinking sound of the cuffs, you whined out. you almost forgot that he had you cuffed to the bed.

axl smirked in reply, a low chuckle ringing through your ears. “please let me touch you.” you begged him.

“where would be the fun, if i’d let you? no chance, doll.” he pointed out challenging, earning a huff from you. his eyes flickered down to your lips, dark with desire, and you felt your own pulse racing when he finally leaned in, capturing your lips with a hunger that was undeniable. the familiar taste of cigarettes you loved so much, immediately touched your tongue when axl slipped his inside your mouth, exploring and tasting you feverishly. a muffled gasp left your lips as he let a hand glide up and down your inner thigh, igniting a spark.

you felt him grin into the kiss when you slightly buckled your hips to sign him that you needed more. slowly, his fingers inched closer to your core, barely grazing your slick lips. he was teasing you and he enjoyed it deeply. and the fact that you were cuffed and not able to do anything against it made it even more arousing to him.

with a sharp breath you pulled away from his lips, your eyes searching for his. “please axl.”

“do you think brats like you deserve to be touched?” he teased further, his digits drawing slow circles near your most sensitive part.

“i promise i’ll be a good girl. please touch me, daddy.” you whimpered out, your burning core screaming for his touch. “you can do better than that.” he replied, pressing a small peck to your lips. your lips pouted in frustration, your hands wrestling against the cuffs.

“please daddy, fuck me, do whatever you want with me. please, i need you. i’ll be your good girl.” you pleaded him, giving him the best puppy eyes you had. “whatever you say, doll.” he whispered right into your ear, his voice rough. you were relieved when you finally felt his fingers sliding up down your wet entrance, teasing your clit here and there. his lips found yours again before he easily slipped two of his digits inside your welcoming walls until he was knuckles deep. a heavy, muffled moan rattled against the wall when he began to slowly push in and out of you. his fingers expertly curled up and started to massage your g-spot, teasingly.

you needed more. his slow teasing was driving you insane and he knew that. with a groan, you ripped away from your kiss, taking deep breaths before looking up at him. "go faster axl."

he didn't reply, instead he pressed a line of kisses on your jaw and down to your neck, sucking on your flesh. but shock waves of pleasure shot through your whole body when he suddenly thrusted his fingers against your spot with such a great force that made you see stars. "oh fuck!" you managed to squeak out before your eyes closed, focusing on the pleasure he gave to you. axl abused your sweet spot with fever, bringing you closer to your release.

the squelching sounds of your pussy hung in the air and axl tried his best to hold himself back but it was almost impossible for him. "fuck it.“ he mumbled before he pulled away from your neck and removed his fingers from your cunt. a whine left your lips as your approaching orgasm faded away.

you knew that you were his weakness and that he was addicted to your little pussy. there was nothing he loved more than to be buried inside of you.

in a matter of seconds he got to his knees and put his hands on your hips before turning you around to lay on your belly. your wrists were uncomfortably twisted, making you hiss out. his hand reached under your waist and pulled your ass up in the air. he threw a harsh slap to your ass before he entered you in the blink of an eye. a pathetic whine hung in the air as he filled you to the brim, his size stretching your cunt painfully, immediately starting off with an fast and bruising pace.

axl couldn’t contain his own growls when he finally felt your walls wrapping tightly around his cock. his neck arched back, pounding into you with great desire, enjoying the warmth you gave to him. your moans grew louder as his thrusts became more relentlessly, your body already aching. "you feel so good baby.“ he groaned out, striking your ass again.

"can’t grow tired of fucking this tight little pussy.“ he continued, his hips clashing against your ass harder. the heavy smell of sex, your aching body, the sound your body’s made and axl‘s sexy growls made your mind all dizzy. all you could think off was axl‘s dick hammering into you without mercy.

"you like being fucked like slut?“ he sneered, grabbing your hair to force you to look at him. you frantically nodded your head, too lost in pleasure to actually answer him.

"speak when you’re spoken to.“ he uttered, slapping your ass two times with great strength. "yes daddy, i love it.“ you spluttered out, looking at him with hazy eyes. he smirked down at you devilishly before releasing his grip on your hair.

you tugged on your restraints, wanting to be freed from the painful pressure on your wrists. "don’t even try it baby.“ axl stated, making you cry out defeatedly.

you could feel his thrusts getting deeper and more erratic, his moans became louder and his dick pulsated inside of you heavily, signing you that he was close to his release. you wanted to cum as well but without any stimulation on your clit it was hard for you to reach your high.

and axl knew this too well.

he purposely didn’t give your clit any attention to punish you. usually, he would make you cum at least 6 times in one session.

"m‘gonna fill this little cunt up.“ he moaned out, going as fast as he could possibly go before spurting his seed deep inside of you. his tip twitched uncontrollably and you could feel his cum painting your walls. he continued to fuck into you, riding out his orgasm before stopping his movements. slowly he pulled his dick out of your hole, eliciting a whine from you.

exhaustedly, you turned your head to face him, staring up at him with puppy eyes, only to find him looking at you already. "axl…“ you stammered, a tear threatening to escape your eye. he knew exactly what you were referring to.

he didn’t make you cum.

and that made you sad.

"look at you. my little princess is crying because she didn’t get to cum.“ he mocked you, a smirk playing on his lips.

"you think you deserve to cum after the stunt you pulled earlier?“ he asked you, now completely serious.

"i- i‘m sorry daddy. i won’t do that again, i’ll be good.“ you stuttered, voice shaking.

he simply huffed out before he got off the bed, walking around the bed to open the drawer of his bedside table. you watched him closely as he pulled out a small key and kneeled on the bed again. he unlocked both of the cuffs that were wrapped around your wrists before placing the key back in the drawer.

your hands immediately massaged the sore spots, a forming bruise on both sides. "come on, lay on your back.“ he commanded, his voice now soft. your lip quivered slightly because of the slowly purple turning spots on your wrists and the denial of your orgasm.

axl must have noticed that you were upset and helped you getting comfortable in the new position. "everything’s okay princess.“ he mumbled, petting your head softly before crawling between your legs, kind of regretting that he was so rough with you.

the sight of his seed oozing out of your hole made him hard again, wanting to fuck you once more but he mentally slapped himself across the face.

now it was your turn to receive pleasure.

he spread your legs and bent your knees. you slightly propped yourself up on your elbows as you watched him gather his cum that was dripping out of your hole on his fingers before pushing them inside of you. a soft moan left your lips, finally having him inside you again. his fingers immediately found your g-spot again and he began to stimulate it with an delicious pace and pressure. not to rough, not too soft, simply just perfect. then, he wrapped his lips around your clit, letting his tongue flick around the puffy nub. you inhaled sharply, your head tossing back and the feeling. axl began to suck on your clit, creating an toe-curling vacuum, while still flicking it with his tongue.

your orgasm was building up quickly because of your already sensitive cunt and overstimulated g-spot. his fingers sped up a little and got rougher, getting you even closer. your hand found its way to his long hair, tugging on it harshly. "i’m close.“ you whimpered, eyes shut and focused on his movements.

as soon as the words left your mouth, axl sucked harder and fingered you faster. a pornographic moan rattled against the walls as your orgasm washed over you, finally experiencing your desired release. your legs were shaking, toes curling and your whole body felt like it was on fire. "fuck! axl!“ you yelled out as he continued his assault on your pussy, overstimulating you. he removed his mouth from you but his digits never stopped with their movements. again, he got on his knees, allowing him to fuck you with more strength.

the intense pressure on your spot was making you see stars but axl just got even rougher, determined to make you squirt.

"axl!!“ you cried out, collapsing back against the pillows.

"come on, i know you can do it.“ he growled, pressing his thumb against your clit. and before you could even comprehend it, the most powerful orgasm you ever had crushed through you, your juices squirting out of you, coating axl‘s hand and the duvet. your hands were gripping the blanket like your live depended on it and loud, high pitched cries and whimpers fell from your lips.

"good fucking girl.“ axl groaned out, pleased to see your liquid all over the bed. he pushed his fingers in and out of you a few more times before pulling them away. your mouth hung wide open and your eyes were closed, too caught up in the after waves of your orgasm. "oh shit.“ you whispered.

axl chuckled slightly before crawling up to you, laying down next to you. his arms wrapped around you, pulling you in his embrace. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, his hands gently stroking your body. "you did so good, princess.“

"you know that i love you, right?“ he asked you, kissing you again.

you exhaustedly nodded your head, leaning against his chest.

"i‘m sorry for not giving you any attention. it was stupid of me.“ he mumbled, his voice laced with regret.

"it’s fine axl. i love you.“ you replied, your tone just above a whisper. he gently grabbed your chin, tilting it up just enough to press his lips against yours, kissing you with such a softness that made you melt.

REQUESTS ARE OPENED <3

[hollywoodroses]

Devil Inside (A Slash FanFiction)

A Slash x Y/N fan fiction, read it if you dare! 😌

Warnings: dark themes including religion, satanism and mentions of satanism. heavy smut, language, and a scary/horror film climax. Minors, please DO NOT interact with this story.

The alarm clock rang loudly at 6am as a hand peeked out of the bed covers to turn it off. After fifteen minutes you slowly got out of bed and put your glasses on. You left the room and went to the kitchen to get an apple as you put bread in the toaster. Your parents were away on a business trip in Florida. 

Once the toast was buttered and ready to eat, you went into the living room to wake up your kitten named jonas. You gave your baby some milk to drink, he was only a few weeks old and slept for most of the day. 

After playing with Jonas, you went to your room to get ready for school. You had to go early to meet Izzy at the skatepark so you could walk to school together. You had known Izzy since you were four years old when he and his family moved in next door to you. It was puppy love and soon a friendship bloomed. 

As you walked to the skatepark, you saw Izzy walking towards you. 

“Izzy!” You called out to him.

“Hey, Y/N.” Izzy ran up to you and as he got closer, gave you a hug.

He put his arm around you as you both continued the walk to school. 

When you got to school, Izzy went his own way as you headed to your first class. After school, Izzy would have band practice and you would end up walking home alone.

-END OF SCHOOL DAY-

You exited the school and started walking home. As you walked, you passed an occult shop that had been in the neighbourhood for over ten years. Since you had nothing to do, you decided to go inside. 

You greeted the owner and told him that you were in love with your best friend but he never noticed you. The owner suggested you buy an old looking book from a shelf that was in the restricted section of the store. It was a book of angels and demons. The shop owner explained that each angel and demon in the book represented different things like marriage and childbirth, lust and sexuality and even punishment. You agreed to buying the book and rushed home to use it. 

Later that night, you read the strange book and inside there was information about a demon of lust and sexuality. His name was Slash, the book went on to explain his origin story and what it meant to call on him for help. What you didn’t notice was that Slash was the only paranormal in the book that had a warning page. 

After a while, you lit some candles and started to call on to Slash. Suddenly your bedroom window shattered and the candles blew out. You screamed and hid under the covers of your bed.

-LATER-

The time read 4am (the devil's hour). You felt that there was someone in the room with you but you ignored it. You felt the person as they sat on your bed and pulled back the covers. The mystery person pulled you out of bed while you were still sleeping and you were suddenly sitting in their lap. Slowly the person started to rub you against themself and you started to dry hump them. You felt a moan form against your lips and you slowly opened your eyes to see the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

“More.” You whispered as your eyes rolled back and you turned your head towards the ceiling.

“Mmm, that’s it baby girl. You look so sexy in my lap.” The strange man said in a raspy voice. 

As you continued to dry hump him, he slowed you down to a stop and put his hand down your underwear to rub soft circles on your clit. You started moaning as he fingered you and he removed your underwear so you could squirt all over his jeans. 

You passed out and fell back asleep as the mysterious man waited for you in the shadows.

**********

The alarm rang at 7am and you woke up, you tried to put on your glasses but noticed you didn’t need them as your eyesight was suddenly clear.

You turned on the light and walked over to the bathroom. When you looked in the mirror, you gasped. You saw the most beautiful woman staring back at you. Your hair color was silver blonde and your eyes were purple. As you were looking at yourself, the man from the night before quietly walked into the room and stood behind you as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“You look so beautiful, my love.” he told you with a smile. 

“My name is Slash and I am the demon of lust and sexuality. I am here to help you get the person of your dreams.”

You slowly closed your eyes and leaned into him as you moaned. You didn’t know how to get what or who you wanted. You decided to call Izzy and ask him to meet you at your house. 

Slash left you alone to put his work into action for you. You ran to your room and picked up your telephone. 

“Izzy, please come quick. I need you” You told him.

After a while your doorbell rang and you rushed to open it. 

“Y/N, what’s wrong? I’m worried about you.” Izzy asked.

“Nothing, I just want to be with you.” You replied. 

You walked Izzy to the sofa as he looked at you, awe-struck. You lightly pushed Izzy to sit on the sofa and crawled into his lap. 

As you looked at Izzy, your eyes turned into a bright shade of purple. You slowly kissed him as his eyes closed. The kissing soon turned into a heavy make-out session. As you continued to kiss Izzy, your hand found their way to his jeans. Izzy was in shock as he didn’t have the energy to make you stop, he just let you continue.

You unbuttoned and pulled down Izzy’s jeans as he moved to kiss your neck. You suddenly pulled up your skirt and rubbed yourself against Izzy as Slash watched you in the shadows. Unbeknownst to you, Slash would make you his slave in hell once you made Izzy your life-partner.

Izzy couldn’t take it much longer, he wanted to be with you in the most intimate way but you were going to slow.

Suddenly, he took control of you and the situation. He grabbed your neck as his other hand grabbed your waist and turned you both around so he was on-top of you. He lined himself and pushed himself into your clit. When Izzy started moving you couldn’t stop moaning.

You couldn’t believe your dream came true. You looked at Slash as you orgasmed and came down from your sexual high.

**********

In the morning, you woke-up to see Izzy sleeping on the sofa.

Before you could get up, Slash revealed himself to you.

“Welcome to hell” he said as his eyes turned black.

As Slash started laughing, the whole house shook and started breaking apart. You were horrified as you watched. 

“What’s happening? I don’t understand, please stop this.” You yelled at him. 

“Didn’t you read the book, slut.” He replied. “Once I help you, I OWN YOU!!”.

As the house broke apart, fire came through the floor and there was a bang as you ended up in a dark bedroom. The bed had silk-sheets and there were no windows in the room.

“That mother-fucker. He had to do it again!” screamed a voice from outside the room. The door opened and showed a demon with long red hair and tattoos all over his body. It was Axl the demon of punishment from your occult book. 

You cried as you watched Axl complain about what Slash had made you do. 

“I’m really sorry this happened to you.” He explained. 

“Please help me, I want to get out of here”. You replied.

“I’m sorry but I can’t. You will get used to this new life. It’s not so bad. Slash will give you a lot of freedom if you behave.”

As Axl continued to comfort you, a group of women came into the room. 

“Oh look, a new sister.” One of the women said as they all rushed to hug you.

After a while you realize that hell isn’t so bad and that you would grow to love it with all the people you were meeting. You just wondered what happened to Izzy and you were hoping he was safe.

**********

Back at your house, Izzy woke up to find himself alone. He started to worry about you as he grabbed his cellphone to try and call you.

“We are sorry, the number you are trying to call is disconnected.” The electronic voice said. 

When Izzy went back to school, there was a display on the main floor. The display read that you had passed away from an accident at a house party (you got drunk, slipped and drowned in a pool). Izzy didn’t understand what it meant. He decided to go to the occult shop because he remembered you talking about it last week. He spoke to the owner of the shop and learned about the mysterious angels and demons book. As Izzy read a copy of the book, he came across the pages about Slash. The book explained that Slash was originally human and was dating a girl named Rachel. While at a frat party, Rachel got hurt. This made Slash very sad and angry. While he was feeling this way, satan came to him and offered a life in hell as a demon with women who would do his dirty work for him. The devil promised revenge on the men that hurt Rachel. Slash agreed and the rest is history.

Izzy finally saw the warning page that you missed in the book. It had the following statement.

Beware: Once you call onto the demon of lust and sexuality, you cannot turn back. When he does your dirty work, he owns you. Be careful what you wish for.

Izzy couldn’t believe what he read, when he realized you were gone he broke down in tears. He promised himself he would find out the real truth to understand why you took such a dark path in life.

end

[skinomyteethh]

₊˙♡﹗˚ ༘ skinomyteeth introduction!

୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ☆ angie or ang. she/her. leo. half finnish. half mexican. violinist. archer. photographer. journalist. psychology nerd. i write fan-fiction for 60s-90s musicians. i speak spanish, english, french, finnish and german. requests are always open.

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮ bands & groups i write for: metallica, megadeth, guns n' roses, motley crue, aerosmith, bon jovi, van halen, the doors, L.A. guns, led zepplin, hanoi rocks, poison, ramones, skid row, etc.

all i ask is that you’re patient w me i might not answer your message or ask right away, i promise im not ignoring you!! I don’t write any “heavily dark” or dark content (things that involve incest, pedophilia, heavy gore, abuse of any kind, and no piss or other questionable kinks. don’t b scared to send req for drabbles i promise u im v nice!! I write do smut, I sadly don't write for male readers but I do write gender neutral stories if requested, if you wanna be friends just hmu on here! im free almost all the time

(posting is scary + I forgot who to cred for the divider)

[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

[samiwife]

Hii there! How are you?

I loved your post about Izzy headcanons and preferences, and I was wondering if you could write how would be him giving Princess Treatment to his girl?

Tysm! 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Yes of course <3 I've been planning on making a fanfic like this so here you go <3 Thanks 4 the request

Little Miss Princess ੈ✩‧₊˚ (Izzy Stradlin x Reader)

♡𓆪= Smut

ੈ✩‧₊˚= Fluff

⋆ ★= Angst

𓆩⟡𓆪 = Headcanons

Izzy's form of affection is personal service. Izzy was always the silent type but his love for you is in his actions. He's always treating you like a princess. Like that one time when you hurt your ankle and he carried you around the house. He'd always ask what you need or get you things you didn't ask for. One time you and Izzy were walking past a fancy boutique window, and you saw a beautiful silk pastel pink dress. You quietly muttered the words "I would kill to have that dress." Izzy heard you and quickly ran inside and bought it. Just like that, no second thought. He just ran in and went out with the dress in hand. You were shocked. Izzy treated you like a princess.

One day, you decided to take Izzy to the mall with you. Most of the time, Izzy hated going to the mall with anyone. But with you, he'll do it any day and anytime. You brought your purse and quickly drove to the mall with Izzy. You stepped through the mall's door. "Babe, what store are you going into?" Izzy said looking down at you. "I was thinking about this cute dress shop on the second floor." You said holding his hand. Izzy nods and continues to walk with you upstairs to the shop. "Izzy, you don't have to come with me. You can look at shops you like." You said to Izzy while smiling.

"No, I want to be with you," Izzy said sternly as he pulled you closer. You blushed and continued to walk to the store. You finally reached the store. You quickly started scanning the clothes and shoes. Izzy was standing behind you the entire time giving little comments when you asked. "Do you think this color would look good with these shoes?" You asked Izzy. He gives it a thought and then looks at the dress and shoes. "I think the shoes need to be a darker shade, but I know you like lighter colors so I think you should get a lighter dress. But you're always beautiful." Izzy explained while giving a slight smile. You grinned widely and kissed him on the cheek.

You picked out a lighter shade of the dress and began to walk to the front and pay. Izzy gently pushed you to the side and slapped down his card. "No baby, I'll pay," Izzy said sternly again. "No Izzy, you've done enough for me. I'll pay." You said giggling. But Izzy wasn't. "No baby, I am going to pay. And you're not changing my mind." Izzy said as he stood over you. You gulped and smiled. "Okay fine, Iz. You can pay." You said backing away from the counter. Izzy smiled widely and swiped his card. The two of you walked out of the clothing store and began walking downstairs.

"Hey Iz, since you paid. We can go visit your favorite record shop down the street." You said holding his hand. Izzy's face grew bright and he began speeding up his pace in walking. "Oh looks like someone is excited." You said laughing. "Thank you, Y/N. I love you." Izzy said confidently. This was a shock to you since Izzy rarely ever said "I love you", you would always say it but you just get a kiss back. After Izzy said that, you quickly wrapped your arms around him and kissed his lips. Izzy kissed back and ran his finger through your hair.

"I love you too, Izzy." You said smiling.

[gnrswife]

Izzy stradlin X fem!reader

words:838

warnings:none..?

You and the band are backstage hanging out after a show. You're with your boyfriend Izzy, talking about what y'all are gonna do when the tour's over.

You and Izzy met two years ago before Guns N' Roses got famous. You were hanging out with your friends at a bar when you had to use the bathroom. As you were turning the corner, Izzy bumped into you. Izzy never believed in love at first sight, but when he saw you, he swore he felt his heart beat faster. He immediately wanted to know you, so he introduced himself and asked for your number. You gave it to him, and the next morning, he called to meet up. After a few weeks of hanging out, he asked you out and later introduced you to the band. Everyone in the band loved you as you were a breath of fresh air, different from the groupies that always tried to pave their way into their lives. Except for Axl, that is. Axl loves you in a friend way, of course, but sometimes he feels like you're always taking Izzy's time away from the band.

Back to now. As you and Izzy are talking, you get thirsty. "Izzy, I'm gonna go get a drink. I'll be back," you say softly, so softly that he wouldn't have caught it if y'all weren't close. Izzy nods his head and in a soft tone replies, "Alright, baby, don't take long, okay? Longer than two minutes, and I'm finding you." You laugh, "Okay, Iz."

You head to the beverage table and grab a Coke and a water bottle. As you walk back to Izzy, you notice that Axl is talking to him, so you sit silently next to Izzy, drinking your Coke and smiling at Axl, waiting for him to finish. Axl nods his head to you. "Izzy... can we go back to the hotel in 20 minutes?" you say softly, but Axl hears it and scoffs, "Really? Y'all barely hang out with us, and you want to leave already? You're a pushover, Y/N," Axl says, chuckling at the end.

Izzy looks at him, "What the fuck did you just say?" he asks in an angry low tone, getting protective over you. Axl smirks, "I said your girlfriend's a pushover, that's what I said." You look at Axl, hurt. You didn't think you were a pushover. Then you think about all the times when Izzy would stay home when he was supposed to meet up with the band but stayed home because you asked. "Am I a pushover?" you think.

Izzy stands up, and so does Axl. Izzy gets in Axl's face. "Don't," Izzy says as he pushes Axl back. As Axl stumbles back a little, Izzy pushes him again. "Ever call her a pushover. She isn't, and you know that shit." The rest of the guys look over, confused, and stand up in case a fight breaks out. Slash comes up to you and grabs your arm. "Hey, come over here," Slash says, taking your hand and standing in front of you a bit, not wanting anything to happen to you.

Axl chuckles a little, "Come on, Iz... you know I'm joking. I wouldn't disrespect her for real." Izzy shakes his head. "Fuck you, you shouldn't even be joking about shit to begin with," he says as he storms off and slams the door.

Everyone goes silent. Axl looks at you, "Y/N, you know I was messing around, right? I didn't mean that, and if it made you upset, I'm sorry. I didn't know he was gonna blow up like that," he says in a sincere tone.

You look at him and shake your head. "No, it's alright... it was just a joke," you say, giving him a light smile, not really knowing what else to say. You look at the guys and say, "Bye." Slash is still holding your hand and squeezes it softly as he says goodbye. You hurry out of the room to look for Izzy. You see him in the corner smoking a cigarette.

He sees you and walks up to you, kissing you softly on the lips. "Hey, baby. I'm sorry for leaving you in there. I just had to leave before I did something I'd regret in front of you. You okay? He didn't say anything after I left, did he?" he says lowly. You can tell he's still angry but trying to suppress it.

You gently grab his face. "No, baby, he didn't say anything to me, only that he was sorry." Izzy listens to you, nods his head slowly, and looks you in the eye. "You know I would never let anything happen to you, okay?" he says as he presses his forehead against yours and kisses you passionately. You smile, "Yeah, I know, baby," as you lean into him. He wraps his arms around you and rocks you back and forth. "Let's go home now," Izzy says and kisses your cheek.

an: this is the first story ive written that wasnt smut...character improvement i guess. anywho please rate this because idk how to feel about it😭 OH!! and im posting a smut later abt izzy bcs he won on the poll thing

[purifycantyouhelpme]

Eyeliner | Izzy Stradlin x Reader

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Word count: 415

Summary: Izzy does your makeup, gender neutral (Y/N) I got the idea from someone on Tumblr saying that Izzy used to do one of the member’s makeup (I think it was Axl, I don’t remember)

A/N: For the setting, It doesn’t matter where they are. Use your imagination, I don't know and I know this was rushed, sorry. I’m stressed at the moment. I’m sorry for using the wrong there/their, don’t care

Still, in your pajamas, you wanted to get ready for the day by getting your makeup out of the way. “Izzy!” (Y/N) called his name. Izzy walked downstairs to see what (Y/N) called him for. “Yes, (Y/N)?” Izzy answered.

Running their fingers through their hair to grab part of their hair to make a simple bun. “Can you do my makeup?” (Y/N) asked, reaching into their pocket to find a rubber band.

“I don’t feel like doing it.” (Y/N) continued as she sat in a chair. “Say no more,” Izzy said. The corners of his mouth lifted gently, it wasn’t a full grin though. Izzy went looking for their makeup bag that was somewhere in their room.

Izzy was applying the black liquid eyeliner to (Y/N). He begins in the middle of the eyelid and draws towards the outer corner in one smooth motion. (Y/N) wasn’t causing any problems to Izzy, not moving a single muscle. The silence was lingering, the only sound being (Y/N) tapping her fingers on the chair they were sitting in. (Y/N) decided to break the silence by saying, “I didn’t know that you could do makeup, Izzy.”

“I do makeup all of the time, (Y/N),” Izzy said as he moved on to the other eye. “Including Axl’s makeup.” Izzy continued. (Y/N)’s eyes widened in shock when Izzy said that. Their eyes widening caused Izzy to mess up the eyeliner.

“S-Sorry about that.” (Y/N) apologized, Izzy reached for the wipes. “But I thought Axl did his makeup.” (Y/N) said in a confused tone. Since Izzy fixed the makeup, he just needed to add the final touches. Izzy grabbed a smudger to blend the makeup a bit. “Please, Axl would look horrible without it if he did it himself,” Izzy said in a playful tone while he couldn’t help but chuckle. Izzy was slowly putting the makeup accessories away in the bag. He was clearly done with (Y/N)’s makeup. He grabbed a small mirror from the bag and told (Y/N), “Look in the mirror.”

|(Y/N) faced towards the mirror. As soon as they saw the makeup on their face, their eyes widen in shock. “I… like it.” (Y/N) said softly as they smiled. They weren’t expecting it to look that good. “Thanks for doing my makeup. Izzy.” (Y/N) thanked him. Izzy just smiled at them as a response, proud of his work.

[psych0-str1ngs]

Jealous Words- Izzy Stradlin x Reader

Authors Note: Guys THIS IS SO GREAT I LOVE HAVING REQUESTS, @undertakerswhore

Warnings: P in V, oral M! receiving, dirty talk

You were sat in between Axl and Duff, and you were completely. shitfaced. You were giggling and joking with Axl while Izzy was across the dressing room with Slash and Steve.

“Wait i have an idea,” you laughed trying to be quiet.

“What?” Axl asked, tapping his cigarette on the ash tray.

“We should make Izz jealous,” I giggled, whispering in his ear.

He chuckled and put his hand on my thigh, you batted you eyelashes at him. He put the cigarette to your lips, you dragged the smoke into your mouth before french inhaling and exhaling the smoke. Izzy’s eyes bored into Axl’s soul.

“Dude i think it’s working,” Axl laughed, putting his arm your shoulder, you leaned into him.

“Oh for sure,” I laughed loudly.

“You’re definitely getting it tonight,” Axl said taking another drag.

I slapped his chest and blushed deeply. Izzy walked up to the coffee table.

“Oh hi baby,” You smiled up at him.

“Let’s go,” He said holding his hand out to you.

“Nooo!” You slurred. “Im gonna stay here”

“No you’re not,” He said. “C’mon Y/n”

The boys whooed, hooting and hollering. You blushed, and rolled your eyes before getting up and grabbing his hand.

“Bye guys!!!” You giggled, Axl winked at you.

Izzy quickly pulled you out of the dressing room before pulling you into him, his hand holding your jaw firmly.

“How dare you,” He said lowly “you think it’s funny flirting with my bandmates?”

“A little bit,” you smirked up at him.

“You better hope you can walk tomorrow,” He let go of your jaw and continued walking to your car.

You pulled out your keys, ready to drive. He grabbed the keys out of your hands quickly, glaring at you. You sighed and got in the passenger seat. After backing out of the parking spot, his hand landed on your thigh.

“You are so fucking in for it,” He said, shaking his head.

You looked at him, blushing deeply. He looked at you for a split second before pulling into your driveway. He got out of the car and walked quickly to the door, unlocking it and pushing you through it. You giggled and walked through the front door, sliding off your leather jacket. Izzy spun you around, picking you up by your thighs and walking to your shared bedroom.

"Izzy!" You giggled.

He threw you on the bed roughly, quickly pulling off his shirt. His hands slide down your sides, hiking up your dress and ripping your tights off.

"Those were my only pair that wasn't ripped!" You whined.

"Shut up," His rough hand ran up your body. "On your knees, now"

You quickly complied, biting the inside of your cheek. Izzy sighed, seeing the sight of your wet cunt, glistening slightly. You felt his bare chest press against your back, he leaned on your back.

"Do you know what's going to happen now?" He breathed out lowly, his hands found your ass, squeezing lightly.

"n-no," You stuttered.

"I'm going to fuck you until I feel satisfied," He smacked your ass roughly. "And you wont make a single peep, do you understand?"

"Yes sir," You said lowly.

He gave your ass one more smack before pulling his leather pants down, and grabbing his length. Izzy rubbed his tip up and down your folds slowly before slamming into you. You widened your eyes slightly before screwing them shut. His hands gripped your hips tightly, pounding into you. He kept his pace, quick and rough, he leaned down to your ear again.

"You see what happens when you flirt with my band mates?" He asked, still pounding into you. "You get used, you're mine to fuck, and only mine."

You nodded before feeling a sharp hand slap your ass again.

"Words," His deep voice spoke.

"I'm only yours Izz, I promise," You said quickly, trying not to moan.

He chuckled, and continued. The tip of his cock hitting your G-spot repeatedly. You bit the inside of your lip, so hard you almost drew blood. Izzy's hips hit against yours, faltering lightly before pulling out and cumming on your ass. He sighed, breathing heavily. He tapped your thigh.

"On your back," He said stepping back a bit.

You flipped onto your back, looking up at him. He walked up in between legs, pulling you down a bit. Izzy's lips hit yours, shoving his tongue into your mouth, your hand weaved in his hair. He pulled away, your soft delicate fingers ran down his chest, your eyes looked into his. He pushed his dick into you suddenly. Your eyes rolled back into your head.

His hands gripped your legs, pushing his dick into you repeatedly. your legs shook and twitched before you came, sighing heavily. After a few short moments, he came again, quickly pulling out and ejaculating on your stomach. You both breathed heavily. He smiled down at you, kissing your nose lightly before walking off to the bathroom.

"You coming?" He asked.

"Y-yeah," You got up, and walked over with him.

THE END (sorry if this is a little disjointed, it's not my proudest work :()

[unknownperson246]

I like both of your rockstar teacher x student fic but I’d prefer the student being in college aged 19

Also which rockstar would you use

yes thank you for the idea ❤️❤️ I’m going to make the rockstar a professor who teaches at the college Y/N goes to.

I wanted to do one for each rockstar but right now I’m thinking Nikki Sixx Axl Rose Vince Neil Izzy Stradlin and Slash. I could do it where they all are professors at the college and the reader does them all each day or the reader could do it with them at the same time?

[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.

[duffslut]

Late night talking

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 521

Warnings: Fluff!

Taglist: @guns-n-roses-gal @a4tumnvenice @used-to-love-her-06 @changbinsdummythiccahrms @guitarsfan @em-21 @their80smichelle @svrgs-blog @rocketttqueennn @wiifitboard @unknownperson246 @fxcethestrange @lovergirl4slash @rottoneggs01 @metallical0ver @brunette-barbie4562 @appetiteforattitude @prettypersuasion @gyaas @nenynra @brezeblog @damianodavds @ch3rry-earrings @1-800-meth-blog @hauntedrosie @inkieink @rocketqueen1989x @rafesgirl7 @thatsoversace @maverickman5k @metallicaloverrr @xoxytoxinx @queenoftheundergroundscene @beebemarie @yourowngirlie @impuls1ve

- Long day? - Izzy asked watching you drop your bag on the kitchen counter and give a tired sigh.

- Yeah, I'm exhausted. - You mumbled.

Your boyfriend walked up to you and gave you a kiss on the cheek, moving behind you and placing his hands on your shoulder, giving you a gentle massage.

- Why don't you take a shower... - He started to say in your ear. - Put on your pajamas... - He kissed you on the neck. - And come down to have dinner with me before going to bed?

You nodded, surprisingly feeling your body already relax just from his caress, you gave him a quick kiss and went upstairs to take a shower.

Some time later, you came down to the kitchen, smelling nice and dressed in your matching pajama set.

- Someone is inspired! - You exclaimed, sitting at the counter and being immediately served by Izzy, who placed a plate of pasta in front of you and his right next to it. - You didn't have to do this, baby. - You said, almost jumping on top of him to thank him with millions of kisses.

- Yeah, but... I wanted to. - He said smiling at you as he poured wine into two glasses. - And I just needed to reheat it actually.

You watched him sit down next to you and take a sip from his glass, his black hair fell over his eyes and you just couldn't look away. You thought it was crazy how so many people considered him a rockstar without knowing how sweet his personality really was, not that he didn't act like one now and then, it was his charm.

After the two of you finished eating and made out a bit in the kitchen, you went up to your bedroom, dreaming of your warm bed waiting for you after such a busy day.

- Feeling better? - Izzy asked watching you sit on the bed. - I need to practice a little, I promise I won't wake you up.

Izzy gave you a kiss on the mouth and one on your forehead, picking up his acoustic guitar.

- You can do it here. - You said, you just didn't want to be away from him, and it had been so long since he had played just for you. - I want to hear what you're rehearsing. - You asked gently.

Izzy gave you a little smirk and sat on the bed.

- Since you insist. - He said, starting to play a riff unknown to you, but very, very sweet.

You stared at him completely in love, he hummed a melody without lyrics with his husky voice while his long, soft fingers slid across the guitar strings. Gosh, was there anything that man couldn't do?

Every time a song ended, you asked him to play another one, and so you stayed up late into the night.

- I think that's enough, huh? - Izzy said, putting away his guitar and laying down on the bed next to you, wrapping his arms around your body. - You sleepy girl. - He murmured, cuddling into you, and your eyes slowly closed.

- You're the best Izzy... - You mumbled with your eyes closed, almost falling asleep.

[multifandomrandomgirl]

Don't Lie To Me - Izzy Stradlin x F!reader

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A/N: I cried writing this lmao

The rain beat down on the windows of the apartment that Izzy and Y/N shared. Each drop thudded against the glass. The city outside glistened under the streetlights, inside the apartment, the walls seemingly braced themselves for the storm within.

Izzy Stradlin stood in the middle of their living room, his arms crossed. His normal cold demeanour was fractured, his mask slipping off.Y/N stood opposite him, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as if she were trying to protect herself from the emotional hurricane.

“Don’t lie to me,” Y/N’s voice trembled as she spoke, her bottom lip wobbling. “You never loved me.”

Izzy’s eyes flickered, and his expression became unreadable - a mix of regret and anger. He opened his mouth to argue but he couldn’t speak. His words tangled deep into a web of untold lies and feelings.

“Why would you say that?” Izzy’s voice came out harsher than he had intended. He sounded angry, and broken.

Y/N took a step backwards, further distancing herself from him. “Because it’s true, Izzy. All those nights you were away, all those times you’d promised me you’d be home with me and you weren’t. I’ve been lying to myself, making myself believe you care about me.”

Izzy carded a hand through his hair, his frustration obvious. “I was on tour,” He snapped. “You know that, it’s not like I wanted to be away from you.”

“Stop making excuses!” Y/N snapped, the words stabbed Izzy in the heart. “It wasn’t just tours. When you were here, at home, you weren't really here. You were lost somewhere else in your mind, music, band, and own world. I was just something convenient to come home to as and when it suited you.”

“Don’t,” He warned. “That’s not fair. You knew who I was, what you were getting yourself into.”

“Yes,” Y/N whispered, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. “And yet, I chose you. But you never chose me, not really.”

A heavy silence followed, each second felt like an eternity. Izzy looked at Y/N, his face softening. He wanted to bridge the gap between them so badly, but he was rooted to the spot like a tree.

“You’re right,” He said quietly. “I’m not good at this, at relationships. I never have been. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t care about you, Y/N.”

“Caring about me isn’t enough. I needed more. I needed you to be here with me, You were always off somewhere else, with your band and your dreams. I was always just an afterthought. I was just sitting at home waiting for you to remember I existed.” Y/N replied, the tears fell down her cheeks rapidly.

Izzy’s shoulders slumped, he was beginning to lose any energy he had left in him to continue fighting. He looked at Y/N, she could see the truth in his eyes at last. He had never loved her the way she so desperately needed and wanted him to, the way she had loved him all this time.

“I’m sorry,” He said, the words lingered in the air, empty, hollow, meaningless. “I never meant to hurt you, really.”

“I know, but that doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t change the fact you hurt me,” Y/N’s voice wavered as she spoke. “It’s over, Izzy. It has to be.”

“I understand.” He whispered, a single tear fell down his cheek.

Y/N turned away, unable to look at him. As she walked towards the door, each step she took felt like a dagger to her heart. The life she had shared with Izzy, the dreams they’d built all crumbled to dust as she walked away. 

When she reached the door, she paused and turned to look back one final time. Izzy stood still in the middle of the room, he was a shadow of the man she had fallen in love with. The rain outside had gotten worse, a dull roar could be heard faintly in the background.

“Goodbye, Izzy.” She said softly, the words felt so final and they hung in the air.

“Goodbye.” Izzy replied, his voice so quiet it was barely audible over the storm outside the house.

Y/N stepped out into the rain, the cold droplets of water mixed with her tears. Each step away from the shared apartment she took, it felt like she was leaving more and more of her heart behind. Y/N knew this was the only way, staying with Izzy would have meant more heartbreak.

The lights of the city were blurred by her tears as she continued to trudge down the steer, the weight of Izzy’s truth finally hitting her. Izzy has never loved her the way she deserved to be loved, and she needed to let go. She needed to heal, even if that meant being out in the storm alone.

The rain continued to fall, washing away what remained of the one-sided love, the love Y/N tricked herself into believing she had.

The memories of the early days of her relationship with Izzy flashed through her mind. The moments they had together backstage, the laughter, promises. Back when she believed she was building a strong future. The reality really was much different.

Izzy’s life being the rhythm guitarist for Guns ‘N’ Roses was a whirlwind of chaos. The constant tours, endless parties, the groupies who Izzy probably touched and slept with whilst Y/N was at home, keeping the house in order for him to come back to. She knew deep down that she was never really his priority, she’d always known but had ignored it instead, choosing to see a love that was never there.

Y/N thought about the nights she’d spent alone, waiting for him to come home, praying that he was telling the truth when he said he’d try harder next time. The brief moments of intimacy he gave her could never make up for the constant loneliness. Y/N was sick and tired of fighting for a place in his life when it was clear there was no room for her.

Y/N reached the end of the street, she turned to look back at the apartment one last time. The lights were still clearly on, but it felt so distant now. Y/N took a deep breath and finally tore her gaze away from the apartment and decided to move on. Move on from the pain, the lies, the heartbreak.

Move on from Izzy.

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Izzy had watched as Y/N walked out the door, the finality of her leaving hit him like a freight train. The apartment, once a sanctuary from his busy life, a place where he was protected, now felt empty and broken. He stood in the middle of the room, unable to move.

Deep down, he’d always known this moment would come. Even from the beginning, when Y/N had accepted his insane life, his endless tours with Guns ‘N’ Roses, he’d known that he’d asked too much. The adrenaline rush of performing, the constant groupies tempting him, they’d always been his escape — his way of distracting himself from the pressures he had, the insecurities that ate away at him.

He walked over to the window and watched as her figure disappeared into the night, the rain blurred her figure more and more until he could no longer see her. Izzy leaned his head against the window, closing his eyes to fight back the tears that were on the verge of spilling. He knew Y/N deserved way more than he could give her, more than the half-hearted promises of returning home to see her and the thirty seconds of intimacy every five or six weeks.

He thought back to the start of their relationship, her eyes full of hope and love. The way she believed in him when he didn’t even believe in himself. Izzy wanted to be that person for her, he wanted to offer her the stability and love she needed and wanted but everytime he tried, he found himself tangled back into the web of being a rockstar. Izzy groaned as he thought about the groupies, all the nights he spent drinking and the pleasures of alcohol and groupies when Y/N had been sitting waiting for him to call.

He opened his eyes and stared at the rain-soaked streets. He felt a heavy sense of loss in his heart, not just because he lost Y/N, but he’d thrown away a life. Y/N had been right, of course she had been, he never loved her the way she deserved to be loved. He’d been too caught up in his selfishness, his fame and dreams to realise the damage he’d been causing her.

“I’m sorry.” The word fell into silence, echoing off the walls. It was too late, he knew that. He moved away from the window, filled with regrets. The apartment walls closed in around him.

As the rain continued to fall, Izzy realised he had to finally face the truth. He had chosen music and the band of Y/N and in doing so, he lost the one person who really cared for him, who loved him for who he was. It was a nasty pill to swallow, but he had to live with his choices.

As he stood there alone, Izzy finally began to understand the true cost of stardom, selfishness and his choices.

[hollywoodroses]

It’s a guns n’ roses smut fic w/ all five members where reader’s best friend is a groupie and they go see gnr in concert in 1988. reader gets lost in the crowd and bumps into duff. duff just thinks she looks like a goddess that needs to be corrupted. So he introduces her to the band and they worship her body and praise her. they blind-fold her because she’s a bit self conscious of seeing the way they look at her. at the end she meets her friend, her hair is a mess, lipstick smudged and she’s glowing so her friend teases her.

I was the anon to sent this request to @unknownperson246 🩵

[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🫶

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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.”

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