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#Layne Staley x reader
callme2heaven · 3 months
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Welcome to my Blog
Hello! My name is Isa, I am 26 and I also run @metallicaislife.
I adore the Seattle Grunge scene and the men behind it so I've decided to start writing for them.
Feel free to send in headcanons or chat! :)
Thank you for checking out my blog!
There will be smut occasionally, MDNI with those posts.
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Chris is so pretty🥹
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aishnico · 1 month
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Could you please write a masterlist??🧸
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𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐎'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
» read the rules before requesting, also requests are temporarily closed.
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↳ 𝙈𝙀𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙄𝘾𝘼;
↳ 𝘊𝘓𝘐𝘍𝘍 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘛𝘖𝘕;
» wish you were here [angst]
» a dream soon to become real [fluff]
↳ 𝘑𝘈𝘚𝘖𝘕 𝘕𝘌𝘞𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘋;
» nothing here yet
↳ 𝘼𝙇𝙄𝘾𝙀 𝙄𝙉 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎;
↳ 𝘓𝘈𝘠𝘕𝘌 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘓𝘌𝘠;
» love, hate, love [angst, fluff]
↳ 𝘑𝘌𝘙𝘙𝘠 𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘙𝘌𝘓𝘓;
» through thick and thin [angst, fluff]
↳ 𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙃𝙊𝙏 𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙇𝙄 𝙋𝙀𝙋𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎;
↳ 𝘑𝘖𝘏𝘕 𝘍𝘙𝘜𝘚𝘊𝘐𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘌;
» hearts and thoughts they fade away, part #1 [angst]
» hearts and thoughts they fade away, part #2 [angst, fluff]
» birthday surprise [fluff, smut]
» unfinished things [fluff]
↳ 𝙂𝙐𝙉𝙎 𝙉' 𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙀𝙎;
↳ 𝘚𝘓𝘈𝘚𝘏;
» it’s never over [angst, fluff]
» lady strange [fluff]
» i know it’s over [angst]
↳ 𝙉𝙄𝙍𝙑𝘼𝙉𝘼;
↳ 𝘋𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘎𝘙𝘖𝘏𝘓;
» you two are my home [fluff]
↳ 𝙋𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙇 𝙅𝘼𝙈;
↳ 𝘌𝘋𝘋𝘐𝘌 𝘝𝘌𝘋𝘋𝘌𝘙;
» green seashell, part #1 [fluff, angst]
» green seashell, part #2 [angst, fluff]
↳ 𝙎𝙊𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙂𝘼𝙍𝘿𝙀𝙉;
↳ 𝘊𝘏𝘙𝘐𝘚 𝘊𝘖𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘓𝘓;
» nothing here yet
↳ 𝙈𝙀𝙂𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙏𝙃;
↳ 𝘔𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘠 𝘍𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘋𝘔𝘈𝘕;
» nothing here yet
↳ 𝘕𝘐𝘊𝘒 𝘔𝘌𝘕𝘡𝘈;
» nothing here yet
↳ 𝘒𝘐𝘒𝘖 𝘓𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘌𝘐𝘙𝘖;
» nothing here yet
— 𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 —
↳ 𝙁𝘼𝙎𝙏 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙁𝙐𝙍𝙄𝙊𝙐𝙎
↳ 𝘏𝘈𝘕 𝘓𝘜𝘌
» one shot #1
» one shot #2 [cheating, smut]
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there needs to be more Layne Staley and Chris Cornell fics ASAP 🙏🙏🙏
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tenderyellowbluefics · 6 months
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Hi, could you please do something fluffy-smutty about Jerry Cantrell please and thank you :)
Sickness In Seattle // J.C
Thanks for the request!! I'll be honest I've had this idea for a little bit now and I just didn't have it in me to do smut I'm sorry!! But I'll def do something smutty with him in the future!!
Summary: When y/n wakes up with the flu, it is Jerry's duty to take care of her.
Warnings: None, just fluff!
Requests are open!
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Your eyes slowly flutter open, scanning the room of your and Jerry's downtown Seattle apartment. You wince at the light as you start to become aware of the apparent headache you have. You look over at Jerry, still sound asleep. Long blonde hair thrown across his face, his bare upper half seeming to glow in the morning sunlight. You smile softly and swallow, only to wince in pain once more. This time you let out a groan. Apparently, it was louder than you thought as it caused Jerry to stir.
Incoherent mumbles come from him as he pulls you closer to him. And for the first time ever, you detest the feeling of his fingers on your skin. Even your skin feels sore, and the body heat coming from him makes you feel even worse. You try to pull away slightly and pull the covers off of you. This causes Jerry's eyes to shoot open. You’d never pull away from him like this.
"What's wrong?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowing. His voice is deep and raspy, dripping like honey from his mouth. But it’s still not enough to soothe you from the agony you’re in.
"I don't feel good," you mutter, your voice whiney and congested.
He sighs softly and brings the back of his hand to your forehead. "You're burning up."
You groan at his words. "No, I can't be sick." You protest as you try to sit up in bed. But as you do the room seems to spin.
"Woah there," Jerry says with a soft chuckle, sitting up next to you. "Whining won't make it any better."
You shoot him a look and roll your eyes before laying back down with a huff.
"I'm way too busy to be sick right now." You whine, looking up at him with a pout.
"Baby, it won't kill you to take one day to rest." He says softly, letting his right hand trail up your arm soothingly. "How about I go get you some medicine?"
You merely nod, not wanting to talk and inflame your throat any more than it is.
He hops out of bed and pulls on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt before striding over to your side of the bed.
"I'll be right back." He says, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead.
Upon hearing the front door close you huff once more and roll over on your side. Since the day is ruined you decide it's best to at least get a little more sleep in.
You wake up a little later to Jerry's soft voice saying your name and nudging your side. You flutter open your eyes to see him standing over you.
"It's DayQuil time!" he sings, pulling an orange bottle of medicine out of a plastic bag.
"You really couldn't have gotten me the pill form?" You ask, disgusted at the thought of having to drink medicine.
"You know, thanks would suffice." He jokes.
"Thank you, baby." You say with a small chuckle.
He pours the medicine into the small shot glass-type top before handing it to you to drink.
You shudder slightly, quickly knocking back the medicine and swallowing, scrunching up your face in disgust. Jerry chuckles at this response and hands you a bottle of orange juice he also got at the store to chase it.
"That bad?"
"That bad." You say after taking a drink from the bottle of OJ.
He shakes his head with a laugh before kicking his shoes off and climbing into the bed. You scooch over as close as you can get to him and lay your head on his chest, in desperate need of body heat. The sickness causing your body temperature to fluctuate from being on fire to being ice cold.
He wraps both arms around you, placing his head on yours. He grabs the remote and flicks the TV on before deciding on some random sitcom.
"This is shit television, but I don't plan on being awake much longer anyways." He says with a yawn.
"Don't you have stuff to do today?" You question with a giggle.
"Hey, if you get to take today off so do I!" He chuckles. "No, but in seriousness, I did have stuff to do today, but it can wait; I gotta take care of my baby."
You raise your head up to kiss him on the cheek, earning a small smile from him. You lay your head back down and doze off to the sound of his heartbeat. Selfishly, you kind of hope you're still sick tomorrow so you both can stay home again.
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riveroflayne · 9 months
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hi, im violet, welcome to my blog 💜
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im violet! 💜
ive been a fan of metal and grunge music most of my life but im new to the online scene!
im here to make friends and write fanfiction lol
who i'll write for;
metallica, megadeth, alice in chains, pearl jam, soundgarden, nirvana, hole, korn, van halen
my favorites <3
james hetfield & eddie vedder (my forevers<3), dave mustaine, jerry cantrell, chris cornell, courtney love, eddie van halen <3
i will not write;
please do not request the following because they make me extremely uncomfortable and i will not write them into my stories.
x male reader (sorry), incest, pedophelia, ddlg/ddlb (or any sort of age play), beastiality, water sports or anything of that category, mommy/daddy kinks, public sex, cnc, whips/chains.
requests are currently open! please send in asks <3 ❤️
thank you @stevenssticks for helping me out with this i love you 💋
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multirockbands · 1 year
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Hello! Could I request a fluffy Layne Staley imagine about what it would be like going to sleep with him. Also I was the one that requested the last Layne imagine, and I loved it. You have a genuine talent for writing.
A/n: Hello! Sorry for getting to this a little late but I would love to do this, I appreciate that you love my writings it means a lot I love writing these, anyways thank you so much and here you go!
A Hard days night •Layne Staley•
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Pairing Layne Staleyxfem! reader
Warnings: None!
Summary: Layne comes home from the studio and the reader helps him to bed
*Y/n’s POV*
I was on the couch watching a random show on the television waiting for Layne to come back home from the studio, I sighed and decided to get a glass of water, while I did I looked at the clock revealing the time *1:13 AM* I furrowed my eyes taking a drink of water and walking back to the couch to reveal Layne at the doorway “Layne..” I mumbled he looked up tired “Hi baby” he said walking towards me slowly hugging me, i hugged back running my hands through his hair “how did everything go?” He pulled away from the hug kissing my lips “everything went good” he mumbled tiredly I laughed at his actions gently walking him to the room “here let’s get ready for bed” he nodded following behind, I opened the door and walked towards the nightstand next to his side I grabbed some clothes for him to change, I turned around to see layne throw himself on the bed I laughed at him and helped him sit up “here let me help you” he was clearly way to tired to even move I took off his shirt and helped him put on a new white shirt then I took off his pants and put on some shorts after this layne threw himself back on the bed I grabbed his clothes and put them in the wash before going back to the room and laying next to layne putting an arm around his waist pulling him closer and laying his head on my chest so I can put my head on top of his, I felt his arm sneak around my waist kissing my neck before mumbling “I love you” I smiled and kissed his head “I love you too” before drifting off to sleep with layne in my arms.
A/n: I really enjoyed this one I’m sorry it’s short but I hope you like it!🖤
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stevenssticks · 11 months
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Welcome to my blog!!!
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hello y’all! you can call me P. i’m new to the metal and grunge scene online but have been a fan for a long time! i’m here to make some friends and read and write fanfiction.
I’m not really interested in writing full stories right now but blurbs are cool!!! I’m warming up to this
REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN.
🚨🚨i am starting college on Aug 30th!!!! i will not be as active from then on🚨🚨
please see more below abt what i will and will not write.
Who I like:
Steven Adler!!!!!!!! (MY NUMBER ONE MAN), Jason Newsted!!!, Cliff Burton!!!, James Hetfield, Izzy Stradlin, Slash, Kirk Hammett, Dave Mustaine!!!!, Duff Mckagan, Zakk Wylde, Chris Cornell, Eddie Vedder, Layne Staley, Jerry Cantrell, Mike Starr, Nick Menza, Jonathan Davis, Robert Plant, Steve Vai, Dimebag Darrell
What I WILL NOT WRITE
christmas fics, kid fics, pregnancy, x male reader (sorry guys im afab and don’t feel like i would be able to write it well), whips/chains, public sex (no i’m not talking abt some teasing under the table at dinner that’s fine), cnc (consent non consent), ddlg, blood/knives, watersports god no i’m sorry, scat, just a lot of stuff that might be seen as “extreme”
if consent is dubious i will always note ahead of time that both people are willing participants.
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monarchxx · 2 years
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Getting Married to Layne Staley Would Include...
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oh my gosh this guy
layne knew pretty early on in the relationship that he wanted to marry you
like once he knew he loved you and you loved him he became taken for life
for the proposal he wanted to do it privately
because even if he is a musician who plays concerts in large arenas he still isn’t too much of a fan of crowds
and he also doesn’t wanna put you in a uncomfortable position if crowds aren’t your thing either
layne wanted it to be perfect so he went around asking people who were closest to you like your best friend or your mom for their opinion on rings and where he should do it at
he went looking for a ring when he knew you were busy so you couldn’t call to ask where he was or if he wanted to go do something
after he got the ring he figured he should just do it 
so he took you to a national park in washington 
you had been walking for an hour or so when you guys stopped
there was this big arch made of trees and you had wanted to get a picture
when you turned around layne was on one knee
“Will you marry me? If you say no you’ll have to get home on your own” 
you said yes and layne immediately got up and kissed you 
he put the ring on your finger and for the rest of the hike he held onto your left hand so he could feel the ring
marrying him now
you two began planning right away
and it was all you would talk about 
you guys were like little kids talking about going to disney world or something 
you both were constantly throwing out ideas to each other
and the wedding was slowly but surely coming together
the day of the wedding
you both were excited
this was finally it
walking down the aisle and seeing layne so happy made you feel so special
his smile was so big and his eyes were glued to you as if he has never seen something so beautiful before
you had tears in your eyes and a smile on your face when you walked up to layne
he instantly grabbed your hands and held on like this was the last time he would ever see you
you both locked eye contact and would laugh at each other for no specific reason other than the fact that you both are just happy
when the ceremony was over you both walked down the aisle and when you were in private layne kept repeating “i can’t believe i’m married to you”   
for the reception you and layne would keep looking at each other and at times he would give you a wink
there were times where he would be holding your hand and would walk up to groups of people that you both haven’t greeted yet and would say something like “ladies and gentlemen my beautiful bride” and would gesture to you 
all those months of sharing your ideas of what you both thought could’ve just been a dream had finally came to life and it couldn’t have been more perfect
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callme2heaven · 3 months
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callme2heaven masterlist
I will write for:
Pearl Jam - Stone Gossard, Jeff Ament and Eddie Vedder (possibly more in the future)
Alice In Chains - Jerry Cantrell and Layne Staley (possibly more in the future)
Nirvana - Dave Grohl and Kurt Cobain (possibly Krist in the future)
Soundgarden - Chris Cornell (possibly more in the future)
I will only write angst or fluff for Kurt, Layne and Chris
✨ = fluff
🌹= smut
😿 = sad/angst
PEARL JAM
Stone Gossard
Unannounced 😿/✨
Eddie Vedder
nothing yet
Jeff Ament
nothing yet
ALICE IN CHAINS
Jerry Cantrell
nothing yet
Layne Staley
nothing yet
NIRVANA
Dave Grohl
nothing yet
Kurt Cobain
nothing yet
SOUNDGARDEN
Chris Cornell
nothing yet
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aishnico · 4 months
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#𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙉𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙔: 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦
» summary: you heard that your ex-boyfriend got out of rehab
»word count: 2.9k
»warnings: angst with a happy end 🤗, NO DISRESPECTS towards demri or anyone else <3, grammar issues
»a/n: i'm officially declaring that from now on, i’m also writing for my favourite 🐐 <33
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april, 2002
"layne is coming out of the hospital."
that was what jerry told you before you dropped the handset from your hands. your breath hitched sharply.
"hello, [name]? are you there?"
you didn't pay attention to him at the moment. you fell on your knees, put your hand on your heart. a wrenching pain and a sweet sensation of relief are wrapping around your heart. he was clean now, but could get on drugs again, you hoped he wouldn't. he could continue on his music career with joy and passion. can be happy with his beloved ones, enjoying life again... but without you. he didn't need you in his life. not anymore.
it was painful. witnessing the changes in his behaviors and his physical features. how hard you tried to send him to rehab. how many times have you tried? you don't remember. but you remember how finally you managed to send him.
it was before christmas. the first and probably the last one you spent with him. you were arguing again because of his addiction. the shameful thing was that the guys were there too. listening to you two without saying anything.
not only he was in pain, so were you. but he wasn't understanding how he affected you too. he finally snapped at you before leaving your shared apartment.
"if demri was still here, we would smoke on the couch continuously, cuddle, and make love to each other! she wouldn't instead cry and beg me like a little bitch..."
oh demri, sweet little demri... you were a fool honestly, for thinking he could love someone again after her. clearly, his heart died with her. and you couldn't revive it no matter how many times you tried.
"i wanted to ask you if you would like to see him. we plan to make a surprise to him at your old shared house."
you wanted to punch jerry in the face for asking you this. how could he ask you this? didn't he know how was your relationship with layne? was he trying to make you sad for nothing? or was he hoping you would make up with layne again?
after a couple of seconds, he apologized to you for disturbing you and hung up the phone. you got up from the floor and poured yourself a glass of water. you told yourself not to cry, that he meant nothing to you anymore like you didn't to him. but you couldn't stop your eyes from filling up.
work was waiting for you, so you grabbed your bag and left the house before petting your cat and calling her sadie. sadie... of course you felt bad for calling her by that name. if jerry wouldn't call me i wouldn't call her by his cat's name, you thought to yourself.
it was almost 5.30 PM. you were going home longer than usual. perhaps your mind was still lost, or just because you were tired.
usually, you wouldn't feel bad or tired after work. because your gloomy but lovely boyfriend would wait for you and thinking about him at and after work would delete all your negative feelings. you don't remember when was the last time you were coming home happily. it was sure before christmas, before you two split.
fuck you, jerry... you murmured to yourself. now i keep thinking about him even though i don't want to...
while you were talking inside your head, you bumped into someone tall unexpectedly. life is sure to have surprises. it was no one else but your mutual tall, drummer friend, sean.
"[name], glad to see you again! how have you been?" he asked with a cheerful tone.
you sighed and lifted your face to look up to him. "same, sean. i was fine until today, honestly."
"why? did something bad happen?!" he asked worriedly. you shook your head. you knew you had to face the guys one day, eventually that day has come. "wanna chat?" he asked you while showing an empty bench. you bit your lip then nodded.
you two remained silent for a couple of minutes. he eventually broke it. "it was a long time since i've seen you last time." he stated.
"like five months ago."
"isn't it long for you?" he asked.
"well, i have a steady and tiresome job so i don't have time to think about it all." you kinda lied and he knew it.
"the guys, jerry and mike, are missing you too. you're avoiding their calls too, don't you?"
you didn't answer. god... how you wished you pretended like you were busy while walking on the road (it's not like he can't recognize you because of your height anyway). however, as you told yourself, you had to confront.
"i... want to take everything out of my life that reminds me of him. i managed for these past months. but jerry called me this morning, and gave me the news that were enough to shake me all. i'm happy for him, i really am. there's nothing better than regaining your health back. also in the morning, i called my cat sadie on accident. sadie, his cat's name..."
this time, he didn't answer. you sat there in silence for minutes.
"[name], you have to face him."
"... why? to upset and make me cry again? like a little bitch i am?!" you buried your face between your hands. fuck, you were whimpering. although you were good friends with sean, you didn't want him to see you like this.
did you have just painful memories with him? of course not. you two weren't the most lovey-dovey couple full of physical touch, etc. but it was okay. starting a new love after his long-term girlfriend died was not easy for him, but trying his best for you was already enough for you.
you met for the first time when you were on a record shop and he was just sitting there. you couldn't recognize him at first, you thought he was the owner of the shop. so you asked him to play the lioness vinyl by songs: ohia. you were slow dancing to yourself and he was just watching you, amazed. you noticed his gaze on you and reached your hand to him to dance with you. he hesitated, but gave it a shot when you sincerely smiled at him.
"don't you care what people will think about you?” his voice was raspy. like either he couldn't wake up still or either he was on edge of death.
"no, why? i don't know them, they don't know me. i don't see an issue."
after your little dance, you asked him to play some classic rock records to check its conditions. when you had to leave, you somehow gained confidence to ask him out. he was stunned, but after thinking about a couple of seconds, he muttered an 'okay'.
it was unusual to him. going out to concerts, parks, record shops, and bars again with a new person. sometimes you two would just stay in the house, baking cookies before lying on the couch watching some film from the early 90's and watching the stars before sleeping.
he felt lucky, a new person was trying to drag him out of his miserable life. his friends and his mother, nancy, were happy and grateful to you. you made him happier and even a little bit healthier for a short time. you tried to send him to rehab countless times, he would be there for a few days or weeks. sometimes you considered yourself lucky when he managed to stay there an over a month.
your relationship with him, was a fairy tale. unless he would do drugs when you weren't around. he would become an aggressive, cold bitch who thought he was still around '95. it would turn from a fairy tale, to a psychological novel with an awful ending.
but even after your split, it didn't stop you from loving him. i really have no self-respect... you thought.
"that's not true. believe me or not, when guys and i would visit him he would always ask about you. about your well-being, about your work, about your life... he would worry about you, he regrets everything bad he has done to you."
you couldn't hold yourself and let a hysterical laugh. people who were passing by were looking at you strangely. you calmed yourself and looked at him.
"do you know, how many times i tried to send him there? how i was imagining a nice life with him but couldn't make it real unless he got treated? he wasn't listening to me except a couple of times. did this really have to happen for him go to there? did i deserve this, hm, sean?"
he let out a sigh. "of course not, [name]. but i highly believe his feelings changed. i highly believe he's a better person now. you don't have to forgive him, but it would be great if you listen to what he wants to say." he grabbed your small hand compared to his and gently caressed it. "trust me, that's what is fair."
you didn't say anything in return, just laid your head against his chest. you would be lying if you said you didn't miss sean's presence. not only his, but also jerry's, also mike's... also layne's...
"you're right. the time has come for us." you smiled and got up from the bench. "are you guys gathering at jerry's?"
he shook his head. "no, we thought it would be at layne's. so, your old place." he pressed his lips. "that sounds great, i bet he would be shocked seeing a surprise at his house."
he stood next to you. "yeah, i was just heading there. the guys are already there. we decorated a few things and nancy said she's gonna bake a few things. you can join her, you know?" he smiled.
"i was just gonna say that! i can't imagine seeing her reaction when she sees me." you laughed.
"you know what she calls you still?"
"hm? what is it?"
he lowered his head at the level of your ears. "my daughter-in-law-" he then chuckled because your ears got red.
"mike tells her not to call you like that but she just doesn't listen. she highly believes you'll be together again."
you slightly jumped and bumped his shoulder playfully. "i don't know what are you talking about.”
“i also can't imagine your reaction when you see mike." he smirked.
you stopped walking. "what happened to him? don't tell me he cut his gorgeous long, curly hair!"
"i actually meant starr."
"... wait what?! oh my god he's coming too?! that's amazing! can't wait to meet him for the first time. hey, you walk too fast, wait for me!" you then started running towards him.
"well, we're all like brothers, you know. even after all these things, they kept their special bond. it would be unfair not to tell him the news."
"yeah, glad jerry told me too."
the day has come. jerry knew you were still nervous. instead of telling you assuring things, he said he was going there only with you. minutes passed, you gave up on yourself and got in the car with him. jerry opened a cassette of one of bob dylan's albums to make you relax. it did help eventually.
after about twenty minutes later, he stopped at the parking place. he unbelted his belt then looked at you. "aren't you coming?"
"i'll come after you. now go." you smiled and he then got out of the car and started to walk in front of the hospital.
you saw a tall, blonde, gorgeous man with big blue eyes standing before the building. he seemed lost in his thoughts, swaying forward and back in his place. he was looking healthy and joyful compared to a few months ago. the warm wind was kinda messing with his short, wavy hair. he closed his eyes and opened wide again when another blonde man hugged him tightly like he never wanted to let him go again. your heart melted at the sight. best friends reunited again...
after couple of minutes later, jerry turned his back and looked at you. he gave you a smile as a sign. you took a deep breath and got out of the car, walking with steady steps towards them. layne's expression changed from cheerful to stunned. jerry coughed and started to walk to his car. "i'm waiting for you in the car, guys. don't stand too long, though. there are people who are still waiting for us."
you two stood there without saying anything. you looked at his healthy eyes, and face. oh how much they were shining more now... oh how was his smile making your heart melt more...
"[name], i..."
"it's been a long time. isn't it, layne?" your voice was weak, but at the same time joyful.
his eyes got filled. "yeah, yeah it's been a really long time. it's been a long time without you."
you gave him a broken smile. "layne, you look so happy right now. you look so lively. i'm- i'm glad to see you like this again." your eyes got filled too.
"everything thanks to you. i would never think i would retrieve these days again. i would never think i would see jer, see you. i also was sure you wouldn't want to see me again."
you sniffed. "yeah, that was what i've been telling myself since that day. but i guess i was just convincing myself like that."
"you hate me, don't you?" his voice was like a whisper.
"i hate you, layne," you started, "i hate you for making wonderful memories with me then throwing all of these to nowhere, i hate you for not keeping your endless promises, i hate you for telling me hurtful things, i hate you for comparing demri to me. i hate you for being with me even though you still think about her." your voice sounded harsher and harsher.
"that's not true," his voice now was broken. "not anymore. i don't want to live continuing thinking about her. i don't want to be stuck at memories with her instead cherishing what i have. i didn't understand this at first, never thought about it. i understood it when i lost you. i understood when i hadn't seen your face since then. you're too good and precious to me, [name]. i don't deserve you. but still, i love you."
sean was right. his thoughts indeed have changed. you wanted to open your mouth but he continued on his words.
"i'm sorry for hurting you in any way. i'm sorry for making you drown in my hole with me. you clearly didn't deserve all of this. it was so hard, so damn hard to quit... even making the decision was hard for me. i threw all of your help and lost to my demons. i'm so damn sorry for making you cry after me. i don't deserve your single teardrop." he couldn't hold himself longer and started to cry. his cry made you also cry. you opened your mouth but he didn't let you again.
"at first, i went to this rehab without any expectations but thank god something clicked inside me. i've realized everything i've done to you. my thoughts about life, about drugs, about demri changed but my love for you didn't. i've finally found a reason to stay alive, it has always been you. i... i love you so much, [name]. i'm not waiting for any acceptance but please believe my words."
before he could say anything more, you grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him close to you. you wrapped your arms around his neck and his head fell on your shoulder. breathing in your essence again.
"i missed you. i missed your presence, your smell, your soft touches..." you two stayed there for a couple of seconds and then he pulled off from you.
before he opened his mouth, you pressed your lips against his, putting your hands on his cheeks. he wasn't expecting this but then immediately welcomed the warmth of your mouth, kissing and sucking on your upper lip. his salty tears were dropping down to your lips but you didn't care. his lips got soft compared to a few months ago and him kissing you like this made you tingle more than ever.
you got interrupted when you two heard the loud sound of a horn twice. you pulled off and looked at who it was. of course it was jerry looking at you with a dull face.
"you two have enough time to make out from now on but we have to go now!" he shouted to you with a half-angry voice and you just smirked. he reached for your hand hesitantly. you gave him a gentle smile then intertwined your hands.
"i love you too, layne. i've never stopped from inside. but we're gonna talk about this later, okay?"
he kissed your forehead in response and you two sat next to each other in the car. returning your shared house, only to make wonderful and longing memories to remember in the remote future.
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rottingspunk · 2 years
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Masterlist
So some of these links go to my main blog @ozzysbloodbat bc I moved a bunch of stuff over here to help separate a lot of stuff I do so this blog is strictly grunge focused so I moved all my gunrge fics/edits to this one.
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fandom-imagines-001 · 4 years
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Layne Staley X Reader #001
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Layne Staley X Reader.
     "You don't have to pretend you care when you already have one foot out the door."
     "Don't look at me like that." Layne tilted his head at you.
"Oh how am I suppose to look at the man who I just caught cheating on me?" You crossed your arms. Layne didn't look up at you. "But that's right? I forgot that anything you do is my fault. Same ol Layne." You turn from him leaving the room.
You wander down stairs to the bar where Alice In Chains had been playing that night.
"You okay?" You hear Jerry from behind you.
"No." You keep walking.
"You can talk to me Y/N" He tried to stop you.
"Really Jerry?" You turned "And that's why you couldn't tell me my boyfriend had a fucking groupie up there with him?" You spat your words at him. You never had a problem with Jerry, but you always felt you could trust him.
"I swear I didn't know" he said softly. "If I did you know I would have said something to you. You know your like my little sister now." He tried to pull you into a hug.
"I'm leaving. I can't do this anymore." You pull from Jerry and walk away as fast as you could.
"Wait Y/N" You hear Layne behind you.
You roll your eyes, and continue to the door without making any sense of Layne calling out to you.
"Listen I'm sorry, I'm so damn sorry." You stop when you reach the door, and look towards him "I know saying those things aren't going to change what I did, but please I care about you so much!" He comes closer to you.
You shake your head at him. "Save it, Layne" you push him away from you.
"That's what I'm trying to do! Save what we have!" His voice frantic
"What we have? You care about what we 'have' so much that you found yourself in someone else?" You continue to shake your head.
"It was a stupid mistake, you know I care about you right?" He changes his demeanor.
"You don't have to pretend you care when you already have one foot out the door." You say dryly at him grabbing the doorknob.
You turn to get one last look at the band before leaving Layne.
You left him standing there, watching you walk away from him through the glass of the door.
It was almost poetic.
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Okay, this one is so stupid and generic but..it's Layne man. I honestly had a few minutes before I wanted to get some sleep and this is what came of it. 👍
Love y'all ❤️
-S
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cherryplasmids · 6 years
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↫ SENIOR CITIZEN |  MASTERLIST ↬
pairing: reader x harry hart word count: 254 request: harry knows he’s much older than you, but it takes a while for the information to sink it. when it does, it leaves him depressed. warning: pretty shitty in my opinion and extremely short
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Sitting on an angry chair Angry walls that steal the air Stomach hurts and I don’t care What do I see across the way, hey
The speaker begins to play, prompting you to raise the volume even louder. The lyrics come naturally to you as well as the deep and unique tone of Layne Staley. It was nowhere near his actual vocalization but your attempts made you smile despite the darker meaning of the song.
Harry sits next to you, silently observing your karaoke moment. This was no rare event since this always occurred when you were driving. Sometimes he would join in if the song was catchy and he knew the lyrics. However, this was the first time he listened to music from your preferred taste in music.
And he disliked. It’s terribly noisy, he thought, wanting nothing more than to grab your phone and switch the ghastly music to something delicate on the ears.
Suddenly, his thoughts stilled. A horrid revelation shot through his brain, ringing loudly enough to silence his thoughts forever. Harry never had such a thought in his brain before because he was genuinely content with his life to not have the ability to conjure up such negative thoughts. But somehow, his insecurities embedded itself within his brain, like a parasite. All he wanted to do was get out of the car, isolate himself before his emotions got the better of him.
But one look at you only made the epiphany true.
I’m so fucking old
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riveroflayne · 9 months
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hiii my inbox is lonely send me stuff ^_^ <3
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multirockbands · 1 year
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Hello! Could I request a fluffy imagine for Layne Staley. Doesn't matter what it is about. Love your writing btw
A/n: Hello!, yes I can do your request thank you so much for liking my writing it means so much, here you go!
It was always love
•Layne Staley•
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Pairing: Layne Staley x fem!reader
Warning: None
Summary: The Reader and Layne have known each other since forever, Layne finally gets the urge to tell the reader how much he appreciates and love her.
*Y/n’s POV*
I was walking outside with Layne catching up on stuff we both had missed while away from each other, then Layne brought up a story how the band was wrestling in their hotel room and how mike almost made jerry fall out a window, “And them, mike tackled jerry and next thing we see is jerry hanging out the window and we all hand to help him.” He finished the story bursting out laughing, causing me to laughed along with him, after we calmed down we both looked at each other, all I could do is look in his eyes, how beautiful they were, I could stare at his eyes forever I cleared my throat and continued walking I looked to my right seeing a park “Layne! Look a park” I said running towards the park and going on the swing and Layne sat on the swing next to me, there was an awkward silence for a few minutes until Layne cleared his throat and spoke up “Y/n, c-can I tell you something, and pease don’t get mad” I looked over at him smiling “yeah you can tell me anything” taking his hand in mine, he looked away smiling slightly “Y-Y/n I love you so much and I know you probably don’t love me back and I don’t blame you at all but I really want you in my life forever, I only want to protect you, your my best friend” I smiled, immediately smashing my lips against his, pulling away I heavily breathed cupping his face in my hands “I love you too Layne-“ kissing his lips again “so much” he smiled standing me up with him, hugging me tight “can we go back to your place” I smiled grabbing his hand “Yeah of course” he pulled your head to his chest, kissing the top of your head “Let’s go”.
*Time Skip*
We finally reached my apartment, grabbing the key in my pocket and unlocking the door, and taking off my shoes and jacket, with Layne following I walked into the room and sat on my bed looking at a photo of me and Layne as teenagers I laughed shaking my head ‘Teenage love’, “Hey. You kept the picture!” I tensed up sighing in relief when you saw Layne “Of course I kept it” I said simply, he picked up the photo smiling at it “You look so beautiful babe” he said sitting next to you, smiling you kissing his cheek “You look very handsome Layne, you always will” he placed the photo down Looking at me, he looked down at my neck attacking it with his lips making me lay down on my back, taking him with me he brought his head up kissing my lips then laying his head down on my chest, I ran my fingers through is hair with one of my hands while me played with my fingers with the other “Layne” I managed to speak up he kissed my hand “Yes baby?” “When did you realize you loved me” he smiled planting a kiss on my chest “it’s always been love” I smiled and kissed his head before we both drifted into sleep.
‘It’s always been love…’
A/n: There you go I hope you enjoyed it, this is my favorite so far, have a great day or night!<3
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monarchxx · 3 years
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Dating Layne Staley Would Include...
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bitch 
no just stop 
let me tell you about this man
this fucking ANGEL
my god
ok so meeting him at like a concert okkk
you came with a friend who was friends with laynes friends
make sense?
talking to said group of friends when layne spots you
he was taken aback 
he thought you were breathtaking 
layne would come up to the group and join in on the conversation 
he would talk and look at you with a youthful type of smile on his face
also kept making jokes and looking at you to see if you would laugh 
at some point during the night you guys ended up alone and began talking 
it was instant connection 
after that layne would constantly be asking to see you 
and bc he is in a band and is famous he has a busy schedule 
but he would cancel things and/or make time to come as see you
alright now dating 
laynes a very laid back type of guy 
so when it comes to dates its usually something pretty easy going 
fast food, ice cream shops, movies
honestly the bougiest it will get is a restaurant 
him wanting you with him all the time 
not in a clingy way but he just really enjoys you being by him, its make him happy
making him see a side of himself he hasnt seen before
the romantic side 
oooooo shit
but it’s true a lot of the time he writes about dark things that is happening in his life
but when you came around he started writing softer songs about you
about how much he loves and needs you 
speaking of that 
as you may know layne has his own battles and demons 
and because of that he can get depressed and become isolated from the world
he really needs you in those moments 
hes really vunerable and sad
its like a little kid getting picked on by adults 
he isnt innocent but when his own inner demons are hurting him he doesnt know what to do and then becomes easily vulnerable and unsure of himself 
so he needs you to give him some sort of direction and comfort 
okkk so theres that moving on
affection
he isnt the most affectionate 
but he likes to hold your hand a lot
and whenever you're sitting down your legs immediately becomes a pillow 
a proud boyfriend 
he is extremely proud of every accomplishment you have
literally 
you can tell him about a accomplishment you had back in middle school
and when you meet his parents it’s like “Oh did I tell you back in middle school Y/N got a award for...”
like shit that doesnt matter 
but you still did it and hes proud
AWKWARD 
lets be real layne is pretty fucking awkward 
meeting your friends he’ll be awkward 
meeting your family he’ll be awkward 
introducing you to his friends and family he’ll be awkward 
he can’t help it 
he really tries not to be awkward but that makes him even more awkward 
him holding everything that you’ve ever given him at sentimental value 
he isn’t like that with everyone and everything its just because it came from you 
it reminds him that you think of him when you two arent together
and that you care enough to get him those things even though you don’t have to 
he can get pretty protective of you
if he hears anyone talk bad about you or insults you 
he’s gonna put them in their place
he hates to hear anything negative about you
romance 
yall layne tries 
he has tried 
he always will try 
and sometimes that pays off 
other times it comes off cheesy and leaves you there like
what the fuck?
for example poems he writes about you 
some were really cute 
others were very strange 
layne would 100% end up proposing to you 
he is in love with you 
you’ve stayed with him through thick and thin
refusing to give up on him when everybody else did
he never wants to lose you 
and he wants you to be his forever 
you and him until the end
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