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move outta the way rose, i can‘t see my man!!! 😤

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“Izzy Stradlin, Izzy Stradlin, ..Izzy Stradlin.”

I licked my lips before I had deliberately pushing breath past my lips, blowing the candle out and then waited a couple minutes before relighting the wick. My eyes start to focus to the light and the surrounding, seeing if anything had happened or not. Suddenly, I had felt a pair of hands touch my hips. I raised the candlestick and saw those pair of hands.. It was hands of a man, its masculine, veins, and looked like it had good use. The presence made itself known. Seeing the bigger figure behind me, I raised the candlestick higher.

There. There was the man I called for.

“What are you doing?” He asked, interrupting the silence and the mood was ruined. I sighed and turned to him. “Babe— You were suppose to play along.” I held the candlestick between us as it had a golden hue between us both. It was our only source of light at the moment. “Sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.” He chuckled and placed a kiss on my forehead and pulled away to smile down at me. I just rolled my eyes and blew the candle out.

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Hey! I have new request. I hope I don't bother you with my long plots :o take your time with it, no rush: )

(It's again a Duff request, I promise next time i'll come up with a Slash or izzy one.)

Plot: Y/N, Duff’s best friend, is dating Izzy and wants to practice kissing before her next date with Izzy. So, Duff offers to be her ‘kiss coach’ since he’s got plenty of experience. Nervous and shy, she hesitates—but goes for it.

During their kissing session, she suddenly feels butterflies in her stomach. It’s not just practice anymore—it’s something more. She starts wanting to make out with Duff, but he stops her. So she keeps quiet, unsure if Duff feels the same.

She goes on her date with Izzy, but all she can think about is that one kiss with Duff—the way he made her feel. Problem is—he’s now seeing another girl. Heartbroken Y/N tries to move on with Izzy, but Duff notices something’s off. When she confesses her feelings, he’s happy and surprised...but he doesn't want to betray Izzy, so he refuses Y/N.

She then falls into a lovesickness and can't stand Duff's rejection. Izzy realizes and let's her go since he knows she wants Duff.

Y/N now uses every opportunity to throw herself at him, dressing up for him. Duff slowly gets annoyed, and when she shows up at his house one evening, he pushes her against a wall and tells her to show him how much she wants him, which leads to romantic smut.

If that's ok can you make it fluffy, bit angsty and maybe smut included at the end?

A/n || Hii!! I really liked this plot! So creative, I actually like the idea of how Duff was helping Y/n how to kiss, being her kiss coach! I think that really shares a moment, a special one especially. This one is a bit longer than the other ones. I hope that’s okay, I was trying to make points, bonds, and a lead into other things. And no, you don’t bother me at all with your long plots, they’re very helpful actually! ^^ Helps with trying to achieve your imagine thoughts, yk? I hope this was at least good enough. Thank you!

Warnings: (18+, language, smut)

You been aware.

Kissing Coach

Pacing around Duff's living room, walking in a line circling back around, my mind was racing. I had a date with Izzy and I was panicking— I didn't know how to kiss! He won't like me!

Duff was watching as I paced, unsure why I had to pace so much. He thought I was overthinking this.

"And this matters so much, because?" He asked with an arched eyebrow and I had paused in my tracks, turning and looking to him. "Because! I haven't been on a date since.. I don't know.. 11? I never kissed!" I say as I fidgeted with my fingers. Duff laughed. My eyebrows furrowed. "Duff! This is serious! I want Izzy to like me.." I frowned and he looked at me, as if he was observing me as if he had some thoughts that I couldn't read.

I sighed and started to pace again, but slowly just walking around the room muttering to myself.

"Kiss me."

I froze. "What?" I faced him.

"Kiss me. It'll be just for practice." He says as he was laidback on his couch, looking up at me as I was staring down at him as if he was joking.

But.

He wasn't.

"Just.. for practice?" I ask softly as I slowly walked up to him.

"Just for practice." He nodded his head and begin to cross his arms. Duff could literally help me— He's very experienced and.. Izzy will like me!

So, I just nodded my head and he patted the spot beside him. I then sat down beside him with a small nervous smile. Awkward silence— or at least to me.. Duff had this smile like he's got it all under control.

"Kiss me. And from there, I'll guide you." He says to me and I just nodded my head.. "Okay.." I softly murmured, leaning in as he did the same.

Our lips landed upon each other, feeling his lips on mine. Duff started to move his lips and tapped me, telling me to do the same. I followed his rhythm, his hand raising up and caressing my cheek as he shifted my head a bit to the side. As we were kissing, I couldn't believe what was happening..

It felt like magic.. It felt.. Nice.. nice as the butterflies were fluttering around my stomach, I couldn't place the exact feeling I was feeling but it was good.

So good.. I needed it more. I leaned into Duff, my lips just tasting his, dancing with his lips and it was more needy. My hands found their way onto his shoulders and pulled him closer. Suddenly— This didn't feel like.. This was just practice.. it felt..

Duff pulled away and had pushed me back a little. "Woah there. I think you got it.." he says, staring down at me as my cheeks were flushed. "Natural almost." He softly laughed and I just awkwardly laughed..

What the hell just happen?

"Uhm.. Yeah.."

"Thank you.. Duff."

"Anytime." He says with a small simple smile. I stayed quiet, staring up at his eyes as I just felt awkward.. Something warm and confusing in my chest. I couldn't figure out what it was but it hurt but felt good..?

Duff then stretched and stood up. "So. Movie?"

I softly laugh and shook my head, getting up as well. "No.. No. I better get home. I should get sleep since I have a date tomorrow.. you know?" I say as I looked up at him.

"Ah. Well. Just remember our little practice and you got yourself a score." He winked as I had my purse around my arm.

I laughed and just nodded.

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My makeup is on, not too crazy but looked natural. I as well had my outfit, I was ready! I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes landed on my lips, thinking about the make out.. Duff popping into my mind. "Just.. Remember how to use your lips, Y/n." I softly sighed out as if I was pushing away the thought of Duff knowing I had a date.

On the date, sitting across from Izzy as we were having small talk about the movie we watched at the theater and a few other things like how we relate to some of the scenes. It was good.. We had things in common and it was great.

But.. It felt like something was missing..

At my door, Izzy dropping me off at my place, this was where it was gonna happen. Izzy leaned in close, his lips pressing against mine and immediately the kiss I shared with Duff kicked in. My head tilted and my lips moved along with his in a rhythm. My hands carefully rested upon his chest as he held my chin.

Kissing, our lips doing the magic but— When I had opened my eyes in the middle of the kiss, I expected to see Duff.. But.. It wasn't Duff. I wanted.. Duff his lips made me feel.. Amazing. His kiss made me feel like I was the only girl, made me feel like I was special. The kiss faltering, Izzy pulled away and looked down at me.

"Everything.. okay?" He asked as he pushed his down onto my waist and I just force a smile. "No.. no. I'm just tired.. I'm sorry. I had a great night though!" I say quickly, not wanting him think I get tired of him but tired from the activity we did. He softly chuckled and slowly nodded his head. "Yeah? I did too." He hummed pleasantly. "Good.. good. I'm glad." I say as I looked up at him and had this lazy smile. "So.. I'll see you soon?" He asked and I just nodded my head. "I'll see you soon." I kissed his cheek and went inside.

I frowned as I had taken off my clothes and finally gotten into bed, my body slowly relaxing onto the comfy mattress.

My head wandered onto Duff.. My heart— I feel so happy when I think of him but.. When I can't have him.. Why? Why. I have Izzy. Why is Duff getting in the way? I scoffed and turned on my side, trying to get him out but he wouldn't leave. My eyes looked up and at the phone that was next to my bed. I pushed my hand over and grabbed it, putting it to my ear as I dialed his number.

The phone line ringed for a couple seconds before someone had answered.

"Hello?" A grumpy grunt escaped Duffs mouth. Oh no..

"Hi.. Did I wake you..?" I ask over the phone in a quiet, almost regret tone.. I felt bad.

Immediately Duff's voice suddenly turned more.. Awake.. Happy. It made me happy.

"Oh- Hey, Y/n! How was the date?" He asked as I could hear a smile on his lips that made me have a smile as well. "Oh it was good.. Good!" I say as I felt that was more of a lie.. But it wasn't. I genuinely thought it was good.. Just.. Missing something. "Oh yeah? How was the kiss? Did it work?" He just had to ask with that smug tone to his voice.

I softly laugh and nodded my head even though he couldn't see it. "Yes. It did work.." I say as my finger had fidgeted on the cord line, twirling it around my finger. "Ahh. Practice makes the dream work." He chuckled as he sounded glad. I felt my cheek burn a little, just thinking about Duff's lips being on mine from yesterday.. It was still fresh as day.

"Yeah.. It did." I hummed.. "So— How was your day? What happened?" I was curious, I always wanted to know how his day was since.. He's my friend. "Oh nothing too special other than meeting this girl.. We.. Talked. She's really great. I think— I think I like her." He says as I felt my heart race. Girl? Was it me? Who was this girl? "You met somebody..? Who.. Who is she?" I ask in hopes he would say it's me. But when he said another girls name, my heart sinked.

"Isabella, I think she's really great." He hummed. "We saw each other again at a party, it was funny." He says as he was remembering the moment. It wasn't me. It was a whole new person. "Oh.. That's great! I'm glad! I have to meet her sometime.." I softly laugh as I hid the heartbroken feeling that I had within my chest. "Oh definitely! She's so sweet." He says and I could feel my mind go blank. "Yeah. Uhm. Listen, it's getting late. I will talk to you later?" I say, cutting the call short as I didn't want to hear about it anymore. It made me want to disappear.

"Okay. Yeah. Talk to you later, Y/n." I could hear the small smile behind the phone. I wanted to smile but I couldn't bear through the pain of him being with another women and I'm with Izzy, a man I couldn't leave behind. So I set my phone down and turned onto my side.

For a week and a half, I have been ignoring Duff, mindlessly not talking or answering his calls and when I do, I don't stay for long because he always mentions about Isabella. I have been hanging out with Izzy but it just doesn't feel right anymore. Duff was always on my mind and I was always talking about his stupid girl.

Finally, I was hanging out with Duff. Our time together.

Walking downtown with Duff, passing by stores and passing by some backroads, just simply talking.

Duff laughed as he looked over at the tattoo shop. He looked back over to me, "Isabella is getting a tattoo on her shoulder today. Not in this part of town though. She knows this total badass and gets a discount. Soon, maybe I will get one." He says as if he was gonna marry her and just get a discount. I looked up at him and then looked straight ahead. Isabella.. "Oh. That's.. Cool." I say, sounding very uninterested. Duff noticing.. He decided to move on a different topic. "So, you and Izzy? Planning anything special? Did you guys do anything special?" He asks as he just walk alongside of me, hands in his pocket.

"Oh. Uhm.. Not anything I can think of. And no.. We didn't do anything special but other than cuddle.. watch tv. Listen to him play guitar. You know?" I say and he just chuckled. "Sounds like him." I just nodded my head.

Walking past the towns park where our cars were headed. Duff noticed the silence and something is off. So he stopped and just looked at me. "What is it. Really." He asks, making me stop in my tracks. I turned and looked at him. "What?" I raised my eyebrow at him confused what he means. "Didn't seem interested talking about Isabella, you made it sound like there's nothing exciting with Izzy, you won't even make eye contact and you seem interested." He looked down at me as I slowly stepped to him, looking up at him now making eye contact. "..So?"

"So? It's not even just that." He kept his direct contact. He looked so serious and was making points. "You- You don't even talk to me daily anymore. The calls are shorter, what is it? What's wrong?" I stayed silent, frozen, unsure what to say, what move to make, and all I knew was that he knew something was up. "Is it me? Are you angry?" I shook my head. "Why would you say that? I'm not angry with you." I say to him, the accusation, maybe I was angry. But— That wasn't exactly it.

"You're angry at me. That's it." He shook his head and he was just going on. "No! It's not that! Duff— I like you.." I say as I looked at him, struggling to keep eye contact for some reason. "Like me? Of course you do. We're friends."

"I didn't mean it like that. I mean it as, I like you. I like you.. more than just a friend.." I looked at him as I felt my heart racing as it felt like I had just lost a friend. Duff stared as he was silent, I can see he was surprised, and.. Happy? I couldn't tell as I was just seeing the gears shift in his mind as he was thinking of what to say.. I stay silent.. scared for what he might say.. Scared he might just turn and leave without a word.

"Y/n.. I.. I can't. You're with Izzy. Respectfully, I can't." He looked down at me as he looked awkward. This whole situation felt awkward, the air felt awkward and the tension felt strong. I just slowly nodded my head. "But— I can leave.." I say to him and he only shook his head."I'm sorry. But no. I can't. I will see you tomorrow, Y/n." And with that, he just turned and even though he didn't want to, he did. He turned and headed for his car. I frowned as I felt like a million pieces started to shatter.

My back laying on the bed, I looked up at the ceiling and I felt stupid. Was I seriously rejected by Duff? He seemed so.. But— The wondering thoughts and never ending thoughts combined full of scenarios of how it could’ve turned out but never happened. I could have sworn Duff liked me back but, was I just being delusional? All this time?

Being with Izzy? It felt wrong. I didn’t even know what I was even doing anymore. My feelings? With Duff, it’s so much more stronger. Izzy.. He’s so.. Great but.. He’s not the one.

Stating out at the view that was in front of us, I heard Izzy sigh. “Y/n..” my ears perked, my head turning to him. “Yes?” I responded softly as he wasn’t looking at me but there was something wrong. “I don’t this is working.” He says as he had finally made eye contact as I had just stared, processing for a second.

“What..? What do you mean?” I ask as I looked at him with full focus. “I mean, you don’t look at me the way you look at Duff.” He shoved his hands into his pocket as he leaned on the wall. “Izz.. I..” I felt the words caught in my throat as I could feel the thoughts slither their way in. Asking me, ‘What should I say?’ ‘Do I wanna stay in this?’ ‘Duff..’

A chance. “You’re right.. Izz. I’m sorry.. For how this didn’t work out.” I felt my hand come to a small fidget. Izzy just nodded his head. “I know. I know, love. It’s fine. Maybe it was fate after all. Hm?” I softly laughed. “Fate? Never thought you were a man who believed in fate.” He just shrugged. “Full of surprises.” He chuckled. I just smiled and hugged him. “Thank you, Izz.” And he returned the hug, rubbing my back before we both had pulled away.

That following night, I was a free woman and I’m going to show Duff.

I ended up dressing up cute, sexy, dolled up and everything. I would appear at the studio where everyone was practicing, heading to bars with them, it was working. He was watching other guy turn their heads, his friends, oh he was just frustrated at how guys were just looking at her. Duff was staring and I knew he was just thinking how he regrets everything. I knew what Duff liked, the dressing was all for him.

Today, I was dressed up in a jean-skirt with a fit shirt and my hair was done in a certain way. And I, I had a little task to do.

Duff had forgotten his jacket and his wallet at my place when I had a tiny party with the band at my home. So, at his house, I knocked on his door waiting for him to answer.

I watched the door open and there, peeked out Duff with a small smile and watched how quick his eyes started to trail me down. “Y/n..” his eyes shot back up at me, immediately realizing he was staring. “Hey! You forgotten your stuff at my place. Especially your wallet, dummy.” I then walked in as he had moved aside. “Ah.. I was wondering where that was.” He softly chuckled and close the door behind him. Watching me, trying to hold himself back but just seeing every angle, curve, the restless nights of him tearing my clothes up, kissing in front of those guys that stared.. Oh ho.. And me walking through his door.. Still all dolled up and everything? Poor boy was annoyed.

“..Fuck. Must you always be a tease?”

“Huh?” Walking in, about to set his place back but I dropped them when I was suddenly pulled back by pair of hands upon my waist and felt him push me and my back had landed on the wall. I looked up and Duff was in front of me, towering over me and I could feel a little wave of arouse hit me.

“The outfits? The way you look at me? You’re such a fucking tease.” His head leaned close to my neck, feeling his breath gently hit against my neck. His knee could be felt between my thighs, just begging to grind my little cunt against his knee. He knew what he was doing, testing my temptations.. “Duff..” I whispered out, wanting him already, already needing him. “Show me..”

His lips inched close, “show me.. how much you want me.” He then pulled away to look down at me, to see the pleading eyes that hinted lust within’ them. My lips felt dry for a moment, my breathing was quiet and I could feel the butterflies swarm my tummy. The excitement..

I then had licked my lips and nodded my head. The tension in the air grew, us staring at each other for a moment as if we were having a silent conversation.

Before I knew it, my lips crashed onto his and I kissed him like there was no tomorrow. Duff had no issue kissing me back, he didn’t even stop me this time. This— This was what I needed. The fulfilling kiss that was abruptly stopped before it had gotten further. This time, there was gonna be no stopping.

I had push Duff a little back to give me room so where I could pull my lips away and trail those kisses to his neck. I could feel myself slipping away, getting lost just ready to show him how much I want him. My hands found their way to his waist, his belt already getting fidgeted with before unbuckled. Duff little sighs and grunts just fired even more, he was excited as well and I knew it when my hand swiped across a hard bulge that peaked out of his jeans. I pull away and felt my knees start to touch the ground while maintaining eye contact.

My hands shifted and pulled Duff’s cock out of his boxers and I looked down, I found myself so ready and excited.. Yet so nervous. My hand on his cock, I gently kissed his tip, sizing his length when I licked the sensitive skin down and up. Oh he needed me. I licked his soft pink tip, before I suctioned my mouth around him. I bobbed my head slowly, his hand resting upon my head, scrunching my hair a bit knowing he was wanting more. I sucked, licked, touching his favor. I softly moaned as my hands softly rubbed him up and down as well to work on him. “Fuck.. Baby.” He groaned.

I then worked a little more, wanting him to feel the sweet pleasure before I had gotten deeper and quicker, making his core tense up and fall back a bit. His head tilting back as his eyes were closed, scrunched almost. I made the strokes deliberately and deep, making him feel my wet mouth all around him. Hearing his grunts, feeling his veins, his skin, his cock in my mouth, I could just imagine how pleased and happy he was feeling. “Just like that.. Oh-.. Just like that!” He moaned out when I had reached a certain point.

A few moments after, I was swallowing down his cum. I looked as I sat there for a moment, looking at the breathless boy, Duff. I hummed and stood. My lips were back on his lips and I had started to pull my skirt down and pushed Duff to his couch, and as we’re on the way, I pulled his shirt off, pushing him to lay down. I tugged his pants and boxers at the same time, pulling them off.

Duff was resting upon his elbows, watching me carefully and astonished as I had taken my shirt off, now in my bra and panties. “I been waiting for this..” I say as I had taken my bra off, letting and watching Duff look at my tits, seeing how he licked his lips. “I have been too..” he looked back up at my eyes and I could just see how sincere, the true meaning behind those words. It wasn’t just me, it was all of me. That is why I knew Duff was the one when he supported me through everything.

My panties dropped and I crawled over to Duff who wrapped his arms around me and helped me onto his lap. I giggled softly when he pulled me down in a swift, kissing me sweetly and trailed his hands up and down my sides. I softly moaned into the kiss, needy for him as I felt so happy to be here, spending time with him. He kissed my lips before kissing my cheek and my jaw. Those kisses slowly kissed my neck and shoulders, feeling the noticeable bones underneath my skin showing I was strong, yet so vulnerable. His hands trailed down, giving my ass a squeeze, massaging them as he wanted to love on me. My lips gently grazed the forehead of Duff, his scent tingling in my nose. “Duff.. I want you.” I say and he softly chuckled. “Didn’t I tell you to show me? You still have the floor, love. Or do I need to guide you in that department as well, hm?” His voice was so soft.. Made me melt right there and then.

I shook my head. “No.. I got this.” I say as I wiggled my ass a bit. “That’s my girl.” He grew a little smirk.

I was then rubbing my cunt against his cock a little bit, feeling his length and tease him to feel how exactly wet I was for him. When I was looking down, our eyes meeting to show that love-conversation we were silently having, Duff had looked like he was almost in a daze, looking in any closer, per chance there was stars sparkling. That’s what made me smile. I then gotten needy, not wanting to wait any further, I made a couple moves and next thing I knew, Duff was inside of me.

Duff, who I never thought to moan first, did moan first. Such an easy please. I rolled my hips, feeling how my cunt welcomed him so easily. My hands were on his chest, using him for support as he held my waist to help. I moved, the rolls and rocks getting quicker, the way my walls squeezed around him as the ecstasy pleasure send waves of pleasure through my body. My lips agape, my eyes shutting close as I was melting and falling to a deep daze of pleasure. I felt so good, I fucking loved it. “Mm.. Baby.. Fuck. So good, so gorgeous.” He murmured out before there wasn’t a chance to speak when it gotten so good. Minutes passing by, pleasures wavering our courses, we both had finished and were out of breath.

My body went limp on his body, huddling each other as his arms were wrapped around my torso, his fingers tracing up and down my back, feeling the chain of my spine. His touch felt so comforting that it grounded me so perfectly from the chaos of the world, the stress, the neediness, it was just right. That feeling with Izzy, when it felt missing? That puzzle piece? It felt completed when I am with Duff. Duff is my match. I know it.

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Anyone else thinking about that one interview of Slash talking about the time they were in a small room taking turns with a girl? Or just me? No?

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Kms I had the BEST scenario about Izzy and I completely forgot about it.

Flipper nutters!! 😠😠

Grrrr grrrr

Grrrrrrr😡😡😡

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i like the way you wear your sweater off your shoulder 🍒💒

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Seriously.. How come Motley Crue has some and Guns N’ Roses has none??! 😠😠

You don't know how much I need a Guns N' Roses movie.

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No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe.

It ain’t me you’re looking for, babe.

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Oh my gosh

My brother came over today and got me a Guns N’ Roses flag. Damn. ITS AWESOME!! He also got a me a CD, Guns N’ Roses album of Appetite for Destruction which is cool but I sadly don’t have a CD player 😞 but it’s really nice he got me one. I can put it up as display for now until I get a CD player.. Hopefully they ain’t too expensive😔

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Omg can you pls do this Duff x Reader imagine 🥹👉🏻👈🏻 (Angst and Fluff included pls)

Plot: Y/N is in high school, where a mean guy named Axl Rose is the one all the girls swoon over. But he’s also a cruel jock—arrogant and nasty. He hates Y/N and always mocks her. He has it out for Y/N ever since he saw a photo of Duff McKagan, in her locker. Duff is the second heartthrob of the school, but his personality is completely different from Axl's.

Axl and his fellow sidekicks mock Y/N, claiming she’d never have a chance with Duff because she’s, as Axl's calls her, an ugly, disgusting girl. He hits her, insults her, and spits on her and throws her at the locker and keeps insulting her. She cries, begs him to stop, but he doesn’t. Meanwhile, the surrounding students laugh at her. Just then, the hot guy Duff walks down the hallway, sees what’s happening, and loses it. He starts a fight with Axl and hits them, standing up for Y/N.

He sees Y/N laying on the floor crying and bleeding, picks her up bridal style, strokes her gently, and asks if she’s okay, wanting to know her name since he’s never seen her before. She also snuggles up to him and she likes his scent. Duff carries her to the school nurse’s office, where the nurse offers to take care of Y/N, but Duff intervenes, insisting that he will do it himself. He begins to care for her, showing immense affection, whispering sweet words in her ear. In the end, he asks if she would go on a date with him.

She enthusiastically says yes, and he kisses her. BUT their relationship almost gets destroyed by Axl, who tells Y/N that Duff only uses her as a pity toy. But Duff reassures her, telling her that's not true and they make out.

A/n.|| Hi!! Dang you already have the story down! I’m so sorry for it releasing now, it was supposed to be released days ago but I got caught up and everything. I hope this is okay, it’s a bit rushed and long, but I really tried my best. I hope you really like this one and don’t mind it at all.

Imagine: You have a huge crush on Duff who’s a heartthrob in this school, just like Axl but he’s cruel— A heartless Jock who bullies you for having a crush on Duff.

Warning: Hitting/abuse, blood, foul words, bullying, angst, and fluff

(2,152 words)

You’re worth fighting for.

Walking down the hallway, hearing a bunch of girls fangirling over this one guy, Axl.

Axl, mad red head, nasty, and cruel. As he was walking down the hallway, walking like he owned this school like he was the shit. He laughed as him and his friend was fooling around in the hallway.

Fuckin', Axl. The guy that every girl swoons for. Are they blind? He's an asshole! Stupid jocks.. Always cruel and mean. I shook my head ignoring the crowd as I made my way to my locker.

Opening my locker, a photo, right on the inside. Duff.. Duff McKagan. Oh he's so dreamy. His perfect blonde hair.. His perfect blue eyes, he was just perfect! But— Would I ever had a chance with him? I frowned as I knew he was the second hottest guy in this school meaning he is too hot to be with. Especially me I'm way out of his league.. Pulling away, my locker slammed.

Axl.

"Well, well.. Looky here. Ain't it the little Duff fangirl? Huh?" The ginger head sneered as he leaned on the locker, facing me as his little flock was right beside him, chuckling to themselves as they found this funny.

"..Leave me alone, Axl." I didn't want any drama, I didn't want to put up with his bullshit. "Leave you alone?" He asks blocking my path. "Why, should I?" His boys join in.

The hall looked to be empty and everyone was in their classrooms. Looking around, I quickly shoved past them and rushed to my class, easily getting away. I didn't look back but I knew that they were fuming, especially Axl. "You ain't getting away next time!" He yelled out, letting me go.

Walking by, passing by a classroom, a familiar blonde had caught my eyes making me slow down and peek through the little window they had.

Duff.

I stood there as he was socializing, being friendly, and just handsome as always. The way he had bobbed and nodded his head, listening and complimented their clothes.. Axl would never. They were the heartthrobs of this school but they are the most polar opposites of each other in personality. Sure, Axl is cute and mean but— Duff is way nicer and way hotter.

Standing here wasn't gonna keep me hidden and unseen when Duff's head popped up, looking at the window and our eyes met. I gasp and felt myself get flushed, quickly fleeing the scene.

Oh my god. He just seen me! I couldn't believe it. My heart paced, skipping beats. Oh no.. He probably thought I was a stalker.. I huffed, embarrassed.

I then made it to my classroom, late but didn't matter.

Hours going by, finally it was the last class. I walked throughout the hallway, heading to my locker as I had forgotten my book for my one class. On my way there, I almost bumped into someone- my steps stumbling back to avoid impact. I looked up and there was Axl.

Axl looking down at me, realizing who I was and immediately signaled his friends.

"Going somewhere?" He asked as has then leaned on the wall with his arm on the wall, supporting him up. My head bowed and went to walk around him but he slid and stopped me, pushing me back into the locker, bumping my head off of it. I winced.

"What? What do you want?" I put a hand to my head, looking up at him as his flock of friends crowded me, making sure I didn't escape. "What do I want?" He chuckled, almost sounding sarcasm. He looked at his buddies, "I don't know, what do I want?" He looked back at me. "I think you are pathetic. Full of pettiness and filth." He shook his head in disbelief. "You disgust me." He shifted his salvia in his mouth, preparing himself before he had spat at me. I felt gross, just feeling wet slimy spit sliding down my face, it wasn't even my spit. "Axl.. Please. I didn't do anything!" I say as I wiped away the spit and took a step forward to leave but Axl got angry. "Didn't do anything? Didn't do anything?" He grabbed me and pulled me forward.

Next thing I know I was being thrown against the locker and now I'm on the floor as my head felt heavy. "Axl!" I cry out. Him and his buddies just laughed, looking down at me. "What? Are you gonna cry?" Mocked one of his friends. Axl looked and tilted his head. "Oh, I think she is!"

"Who are you gonna cry to? Duff? Please. Like you have any chance with him." He rolled his eyes stepping back a bit. I felt a tear roll down as I didn't want to be here, why did it have to be me?

"So fucking stupid." He say, pointing at his own head mimicking me, showing mean gestures while his friend laughed at it. "Can't you do anything better for once instead of being a weirdo? A freak?" He asked as he kicked my calf. I leaned up against the locker with my head buried into my knees trying to protect myself.

I sobbed, hiding my face with my hands on the top of my head, protecting myself. "Please! Stop!" I begged as I felt small, unable to fight back.

"Hey!" A familiar voice yelled out and a sound of impact and shoes sliding making a squeaking noise can be heard. "Fuck— What the?" Now there was a lot of shuffling and skin hitting against another. I peeked up to see what was happening, what's with the sudden change?

It was Duff- He was punching— Getting in contact with Axl. They were fighting and Duff looked so intense and angry. Axl was using his strength, using tricks but Duff picked up on them and punched his side making his fall back as his friends were trying to help. "You guys should leave this poor girl alone!" Every time they got near, a punch or kick to the stomach happened and fell back. They grabbed Axl  whose face was all red and had blood running from his nose as his cheek was swollen already. "Yeah. Fuck off!" Yelled Duff.

Duff looking over, seeing me upon the floor, blood on my forehead that reached to my jaw. He walked over and crouched down to my level, gently placing a hand on my back. "Hey.. hey.." he noticed the flinch, talking in a hushed voice to comfort. "It's okay, are you okay? Look at me." He asks as he brought his hand to my chin, lightly lifting my chin up to look at him. My lips trembled as he saw, concern wavering over his face.

He then pushed his hand down and pulled me close and up, lifting me onto his arms, holding me close. My head buried into his chest, snuggling up to him and immediately his scent hit me, I quietly sniffed him more as I found it pleasing and comforting.

Duff then carried me, not sure where because my eyes were closed, safe. Safe in a guys arm.

At the nurses office, he carried me in and the nurse immediate was worried, coming over to us.

"My goodness! I can take her from here." She walked up, already reaching for my arm but Duff stepped back.

"No. I will do it. I wanna do it." The nurse looked at him with a small arched eyebrow at first but she reluctantly nodded her head and stepped back.

I was then carried into another room, my arms still around his neck.

I felt my the bottom of my butt touch cushion, set onto a bed, very comfy but— Didn't look comfy. He then left me for a moment to grab supplies.

While he did so, I quietly observed while my legs swings back and forth, thinking to myself on how did I manage to be taken care of by Duff? How he even noticed me— Or saved me? Now here he is, patting away the blood that was on my face.

"Shame on them for hurting a pretty girl." He murmured as he was in front of me, looking at my wound. I stared up at him, feeling how soft and gentle he was with my skin. It was like he genuinely cared, like I was some precious little thing, like I actually mattered. Whatever this kindness was? I love it, I want it. I can feel myself become greedy for this affection.

Duff pulled away and looked down at me, our eyes meeting. He smiled softly and brushed back a strand of my hair. I couldn’t help but return that same smile, feeling nothing but adored for some reason. He thinks I’m pretty.

After a while, him taking care of me, he was now sitting next to me his hands resting upon his thighs, gently rubbing his hands up and down. I looked up at him as he had licked his lips, he looked like he was nervous, like.. To say something.

“Y/n.. I know we only just met but— I really wanna know you more.. I don’t know why but— You seem like I need you.. And.. I wanted to know if it’s okay if we went out? On a date..?” He looked at me, watching how his eyes battered a bit and I couldn’t help but smile excitedly.

“Of course! Of course!” I spoke with excitement, in shock this was happening. I felt giddy and overjoyed, I get to go on a date with Duff? The guy I ever been dreaming of? He smiled and leaned in, our lips almost touching, he was hesitant at first, reading me, but I was silently telling him yes, go for it. And he did. Our lips met and I felt myself melt, it felt like— A puzzle piece meeting its match.

After that, after today, the next day I had gone on that date with Duff. We went to a nice little restaurant, nothing too classy, nothing too fancy, but meaningful. We got to know each other, learn about ourselves more. We actually had a lot in common that I wasn’t even aware of.

Sitting on a bench with Duff, he arm wrapped around my shoulders as we just looked at the ground. I frowned when I was thinking about Axl, that damn jock.

“..Are you sure.. That.. I am really worth it for us?” I turned and looked at him as we were on the bench. By my sudden words, Duff head turned, immediate confused. “What? What’s with this?” A arched eyebrow raised. I couldn’t help myself but feel a little bit of guilt. “Like.. What if you only took me on a date because you felt pity? What if I really don’t matter and if you do, I completely get that and—and—“ before I could say anything more, Duff only chuckled catching me off guard. I looked up at him to see what he was laughing at but he was looking at me, like I was stupid but found it amusing, like I was entertainment to him.

“Y/n, those are only foolish words! Why’d you think that?” He asked as he was leaning his side against the bench, looking at me, watching and waiting for me. “..Well..” I felt embarrassed and a bit foolish for thinking about it now. “Axl.. Axl told me this and I can’t help but think he may be true..?” My gaze shy away from him and he shook his head. His hand grabbing my chin, carefully pushing it back to him. “Listen. Axl is just a dumb jock. He doesn’t know anything! He’s full of lies and never the truth. But— I know what I want, what I know, and I want you. You aren’t my pity, I think you’re amazing. This whole date, oh I think I made the right choice of coming out, it’s fate, I knew I had to leave that classroom. Because if I hadn’t? I would think the world hates me and will forever give me bad luck. So I’m telling you, don’t think that, you’re my girl. My girl.” He says to me with full admiration and genuine words, I was speechless.

“Right?” His eyes switched between mine and I softly nodded my head. And like that, he leaned in, his lips meeting mine. This kiss— Felt special. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer as our lips danced amongst each other, feeling our lips taste one another.

Pulling away after our little make-out session, me and Duff were looking up at each other with this certain look, like it was full of love and affection. It looked like the world showed our future and I seen mine with his from just sitting here.

Duff.

Duff McKagan, I love you so.

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Oh baby, won’t you look my way? With that lazy-handsome smile of yours while you smoke your little cigarette with your guitar underneath those big-calloused hands?

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This was absolutely beautiful

I’m not sure if this is too far and I couldn’t find anything that says what you write and don’t write but it has the talk of self harm and there is no need to write about it if you’re not comfortable with it! But I thought about it and I was wondering if you could write a story about Izzy Stradlin x Fem reader and they’re in the middle of sex (first time having sex so she’s nervous in general and about her scars, scared that he wouldn’t like her anymore) and he wanders down there and sees the scars from self-harm and she could see him looking at them so she gets embarrassed and flushed but instead he stares in awe and kisses her scars telling her it’s okay because he sensed and saw her embarrassed face? Then he gives her hickeys then gives her some love to her❤️

Hey! Yes I just finished it. I thought this was a really sweet and touching idea for a fic; haven’t really seen many that talk about this topic. So far I don’t have any boundaries when it comes to what I write, but if I do I’ll post about it. So, if you have anymore ideas like this one feel free to voice it😊

Nothing to Hide🩸

Izzy stradlin x fem reader

Warning ‼️ talks about self harm

Y/N POV~~

You were already nervous as hell, just from the fact that this was your first time. But being with him? With Izzy? That made everything feel even more real. He was kissing down your neck, taking his time, his hands soft and warm on your sides. You could barely think straight.

You trusted him. You really did. But still, part of you was scared. Scared he’d see them. The scars.

As his lips moved lower, over your stomach, you tensed without meaning to. He didn’t seem to notice at first, too focused on making sure you felt good and comfortable. But then his hand slid down your thigh… and stopped.

He saw them.

You felt your whole body heat up in panic. “Izzy—wait, just… don’t look at those,” you blurted, your voice way smaller than you meant it to be.

You turned your face, wishing you could disappear. The last thing you wanted was for him to think you were messed up, or broken, or worse… that you’d ruined the moment.

But then he didn’t pull away. He didn’t freak out or say anything weird. Instead, he looked up at you with this soft, gentle expression.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed,” he said quietly, like he already knew exactly how you were feeling. “I see them, yeah. But I also see you. And I still want you.”

Then, out of nowhere, he leaned down and kissed one of the scars. Then another. You felt your throat tighten up, like you might cry, but not in a bad way. He wasn’t scared of them. He wasn’t scared of you.

“These don’t change anything,” he said against your skin. “If anything… they just remind me how strong you are.”

He gave you a few hickeys, teasing you like he always did, but still being gentle. Still letting you know it was okay.

And when he finally leaned in and kissed you, slow and deep, it didn’t feel scary anymore. It felt like love.

You didn’t even remember when your nerves finally melted away, just that Izzy never once made you feel wrong or broken. He touched you like he meant it, like he saw you, all of you, and still wanted more. His hands were everywhere. Every kiss, every teasing moment, every breath against your skin reminded you that this was real. And that he was still here.

After, you were wrapped up in his arms, both of you tangled in the sheets, skin warm and flushed. His fingers lazily trailed up and down your spine, like he wasn’t ready to stop touching you yet. Like letting go wasn’t even an option.

“You okay?” he murmured into your hair.

You nodded, nuzzling your face into his chest. “Yeah… better than okay, actually.”

He chuckled softly, and you could feel the vibrations in his chest. “Good. I was kinda hoping I didn’t suck.”

You snorted. “You didn’t suck. Annoying as hell, maybe, but not bad.”

He tipped your chin up so you had to look at him, that familiar little smirk tugging at his lips. “Annoying, huh? Pretty sure I had you moaning my name like—”

“Izzy!” you hissed, smacking his chest, but he just laughed and caught your wrist.

He kissed your knuckles, then turned serious for a second. “Hey,” he said softly, brushing your hair back from your face. “Thank you… for trusting me.”

Your throat tightened again, but in the best way. You didn’t have words, so you leaned in and kissed him, slow and soft. He kissed you back like he had all the time in the world.

After a while, you tucked yourself under his chin again, his hand gently running over your thigh, fingers brushing over your scars like it was second nature now. Like they didn’t scare him, or change how he saw you at all.

“Y’know,” he said quietly, “if I could, I’d go back in time and sit next to you on whatever night those happened. Just sit with you. Make sure you knew you weren’t alone.”

That broke you a little, in a good way. You blinked fast to stop the tears, but one still slipped out.

You didn’t speak. Just held onto him tighter.

He pulled the blanket up higher around your shoulders and kissed your temple. “I got you now,” he whispered. “Okay? You don’t ever have to hide from me again.”

“I know,” you said quietly. “I don’t want to.”

He smiled against your skin. “Good. Now sleep before I make you fall for me even harder in the morning.”

“Too late,” you muttered, already half-asleep against him. “Way too late…”

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could you write a Izzy smut like total degradation kink??(If you're comfortable with it) He degrades the reader and later during aftercare he's quite gentle with her

A/n.|| Hi!! Thank you for the request, I really hope my story fit to the scenario you had in mind. I did my best and I hope you like it! 😓

Imagine: You’re at a party with Izzy Stradlin but this whole morning and last night, you had gotten nothing! There were so many hints and talks.. Nothing. So in the middle of the party, you gave him judgmental stares until he had enough.

Warnings: 18+(MDNI), degradation, foul words, dirty talking, dick sucking, and masturbation.

You been advised

Degradation is my middle name.

At a small party with my lover, Izzy Stradlin, my beautiful boyfriend.

Who.. Was giving all his undivided attention on his pals instead of me. He was talking to, all about guitars and cars.. Stupid games I didn’t even understood.. What the hell is street fighters?? No clue.

Leaning against the doorframe while there was these two other girls blabbing their heads off while I was just staring at Izzy, watching him talk.. And talk.. I want attention! He hasn’t given me anything last night or this morning? What the hell.

Another sigh had left me.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck—fuck—fuckity-fuck—fuck.

Too many fucks.

Looking at him, it almost felt like I was being a stalker. Unseen, unnoticed, un.. Until he had finally scanned the room, feeling that burning sensation to his skull like,— someone was watching him. His eyes then landed on mine, seeing I had been staring. He stared back and seen the angry look I had upon my face.

Izzy then looked to his friends and excused himself. He then wavered his way past the people who walked by, coming up to me and grabbed my hand.

Confused, about to protest but he only yanked me and dragged me through the party.

Watching Izzy, he looked around and went upstairs, sneaking up. He then looked around and then pulled me into the hallway, pushing me to the wall.

“What is it? Why are you angry?” He asked, his eyes narrowing as he gave me a firm look, serious.

“Nothing. I’m fine.” I say, my arms crossing.

A sigh escaped Izzy as he looked like he didn’t have time for this. “Nothing? You’re completely fine?”

“Ye—“

“And you expect me to believe that?” He cut me off.

I gave him a hard stare, my eyes flickering between both of his eyes. “Huh?” He cockily tilted his head. “..No..” I murmured out.

“Then tell me. What is it? What’s wrong, my love?” He asks as he started to rub my arm.

“I don’t know.. You.. It’s nothing.” I sighed and turned my head away, not wanting to look at him anymore.

Izzy couldn’t understand why or what. So, he groaned and saw that there was a door, he opened it and shoved me in there, him following behind and closed the door behind him as well.

In the room, what looked like a little walk-in room but— For storage. Clean.

“This is how we’re gonna play?” He had a little ‘tsk’ to his tongue.

“Play what?” I gave an attitude, confused why he pulled me into a room.

“This!”

The room was silent.

I could feel Izzy’s eyes wandering all over me and then it hit him.

The hints, the talks, the body language.

“Get on your knees.”

“What?”

“Are you dumb? Get.” He pointed his finger at the ground.

And like a puppy, I followed and got on my knees. Looking up at him, he unbuckled his belt and pulled it apart before he had then zipped his pants and boxers down with.

My eyes widened, we were in some closet from what it looked like. “Izzy— We’re in someone’s house..”

“Do I give a crap? You know. You been acting like a total attention whore.” He says, looking down at me as his point of view, his dick was near my face, just waiting to be sucked.

My eyes flickered between his eyes and his tip, aroused already. While looking at his dick, oh.. It looked so juicy. Like— It needed my mouth. “You want this.. Don’t you? Right?” He asks as he grabbed it, starting to rub his dick up and down with his hand right in front of my face.

I couldn’t help but nod my head eagerly. He softly chuckled and shook his head. “Slut.” His soft-hard dick then hit my face, teasing me. I whined. “Izzy..”

“Shut up.” He got off my whining, see how I was just on my knees for him. And as he was right in front of me, he continued jerking off, feeling the pleasure hit him like an electric shock.

I watched him, his face having this look of joy, he was enjoying it, but it looked like he needed more, me. I reached my hand up to touch him, my hand touching his tip. Him watching, I got this judgmental look for touching his tip. “Can’t just help yourself, can’t you? Whore. Always so needy and ungrateful.” He clicked his tongue. “P-please.. Izzy.” I whined. I wanted to help, just watching him masturbate right in front of me? Made me so horny. Not only was he masturbating, he was taking his time, enjoying himself, seeing how my eyes were looking up at him so eagerly, whining, watching me lick my lips.. Oh.. Ho.. Ho.. He loved it.

“No. You wanna act like a bitch? And whiny and can’t wait? You can sit and watch.” He scoffed as he continued to jerk, watching him getting erotic with it, moving quicker as he had tilted his head back slightly, hearing his little grunts and moans. “Oh.. Yeah..”

Can’t help myself but start rubbing myself, touching myself through the fabric of my clothes. I whimpered.

Hearing my whimper, he looked down and saw my hand. “Wow.. I let you watch, and you’re touching yourself? You know how ashamed you should be? Can’t believe a filthy girl like you is behaving like this.” His judgmental eyes glared at me, making me feel bad. But oh— I loved it at the same time.. “Izzy.. I need you..” I inched closer, my hands coming upon his crotch as I started to kiss his tip as there was pre-cum spilling. “Can I? Please..”

“Please what?” He stared down with a hard look, not budging. “Please.. Let me suck..” I felt embarrassed to say what I wanted to suck, it was like taboo to not say the body part. “Ah, if you want it, you have to say it what you want. What is it?” He was refusing to give it to me, even though he knows what I wants, he just wasn’t letting it pass by. “I want to suck your dick.” He then raised his eyebrow, as if there was another word I had forgotten.

“Please..?”

“Okay. Suck.” He then laid his hands off his dick and let me have the floor. I looked up at him like he was a goddess. I quickly made my way, kissing down and up, licking deliberately, trailing my tongue up to his tongue and licked around his tip while making eye contact. He softly groaned, his hand coming up and caressed my face. “Look how you suck my dick.. Twisted slut.” He says while looking down at me. I whimpered as I pushed him into my mouth while my hands were gently rubbing him as I sucked him off.

While sucking, the sloppiness, the licks, and slurps could be heard and the sounds coming from me was like music to his ears.

Going on, licking around, feeling his twitches and his few veins, his dick was perfect.

A little more twitches, he was close. He pulled away, pushing my head back and I looked up at him in confused. “You want my cum?” He asks as he was holding himself back for a moment. I nodded my head quickly. “Yeah?” And again, I nodded.

“Fucking sick.” He says, calling me sick, like I was the creep for wanting his cum.

“Where you want it? Hm?” He asks as he looked around me, waiting for my reply as he was slowly jerking him off, prepping himself.

“Should I just cum all over you face? Leave you a mess to clean up yourself since you’re disgusting?” He tilted his head as he was observing my face. “Izz.. I want it, I wanna drink it.” He hummed.

“Open.” He commanded.

And then like that, I opened my mouth obediently and he pushed his cock in my mouth, thrusting a bit before he then released.

I then swallowed his cum like a proud woman.

Afterwards, Izzy and me had cuddled up against the wall, kissing my forehead. “You did amazing baby. I’m so proud of you.” He was being gentle, so caring. He gently played with my hair as my eyes were closed, resting my head on his shoulder. “Mhm..” I hummed out, pleased. He softly chuckled. “Was I too mean?” He asks as he kept in a quiet tone. I shook my head. “Nuh uh..”

“Good. I’m glad.” He says, another kiss to the top of my head this time as his hands continued to play with my hair.

The boy who was calling me names was now being sweet, gentle.. I love him.

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For the ones who requested, they’ll be posted later in this week💗

And I wanna say thank you for requesting, they’ve surprised me and I was very excited to see them!

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when he dropped a casual “good girl” mid convo 🫠🥴