#Izzy STradlin one shot

[thesmokingguns]

Witches w/ Izzy STradlin

Super fluffy piece I wrote around Halloween <3

I feel like you never see Izzy written as a family man and I can just picture him with a whole ass family

Izzy was beat.

His head ached. His body ached. And all he needed was to be curled up with the four ladies in his life to feel better.

He had only been home for one night and had to do some work at a local radio station today, which lead to a recording studio trop he hadn’t expected and finally he was headed home for some quality family time.

As soon as he entered the quiet house he know that there was trouble.

“Quiet.”

“You be quiet, Tara.”

“Shut up, Tessa.”

“I’m going to tell Mama you said Shut up.”

“Don’t be a tattletale, Toni.”

The three little voices were coming from his bedroom making Izzy smirk as he kicked off his shoes, heading to the bedroom where he knocked on the door getting a chorus of ‘shhh’ from behind the wood.

“Can I come in?” He waited a second expecting three squealing tots to throw themselves in his arm and cover him with kisses as they searched his pockets for whatever treat he bought for them.

But instead he heard them whispering together some more in whatever secret they were locked into.

“Darlings, your daddy asked to come in.” He couldn’t help the smile at his wife's voice, her soft reminder to her daughters about his knock.

But all he heard was more whispering before finally, Tara , his oldest at seven, opened the door looking at him with his own eyes staring back at him, her lips in a serious pout as her chocolate curls sat untamed under a pointed black hat.

A bit of jostling and the two other pointed hats of Tessa, age five, and Toni, age four, poked their heads out looking at Izzy with the little girl pouts that he didn’t expect.

“Why the long faces, little witches?” That got a google out of Toni who was promptly shh’d by her sisters and a fierce whisper between them went off.

“You can’t come in here anymore. You’re not allowed near Mommy.” Izzy’s eyebrows raised and he caught sight of his wife in bed looking at him with the same sort of confusion that he was sure was on his face.

A soft cry made him look at the baby in her arms. At just seven months their youngest daughter, Tilly was latching onto her mothers breast, unaware of the battle her sisters were embarking in.

“Darlings let daddy in.” She gave him an encouraging smile but he saw them all put their heads together before Tara was once more looking at him, her hands on her hips as the cape his wife made her with little crescent moons fluttered behind her.

“You can come in, daddy. But you need to undo it.” She crossed her arms, elbowing Tessa who mimicked the motion that her older sister was doing as Toni lost interest twirling around in her pink cape with gold sparkly stars, giggling at the material.

One witch down, two to go.

“Undo what?” He was crouching down to their level opening his arms as Tessa smiled, leaning in to get hugs from him.

Tessa was the one who always wanted snuggles. She was the one who liked physical touch and Izzy knew he was exploiting it but he wanted to give all his little girls hugs.

“The watermelon curse, daddy.” She whispered, getting a glare from Tara.

“He knows what he did.” Tara was upset as her sister ran off, the green cape with orange pumpkins flying in the wind she had created from rushing away.

Tara turned to Izzy, hand on her hips as she kept him from entering the bedroom still. Obviously she was upset about something.

“What is going on, Tara? What did I do?” Izzy wanted to just curl up with them all, eat pizza in bed and watch a movie. He would even watch a princess movie if it meant they all were happy.

Anything for his family.

“You put a curse on Mommy. You come home and you give her a look that makes her look at you all goo goo and then her belly grows from the watermelon seed and there is another baby. There are four of us now, daddy. Five is too many. That’s greedy.” Izzy blinked, swallowing the smile on his lips as his wife kissed Tilly’s head.

His other two had crawled on the bed, petting their baby sister as they watched their mother nurse,giving her all the cuddles.

“Tara, babies are gifts.” He reached for her but she shook her head, not being lured into his arms as he sighed out, sitting cross legged, “Do you want to tell me what’s going on little one?” She looked back at her sisters, realizing that they weren’t paying attention she moved closer, arms wrapping around Izzy.

Her little hands tugged at his dreads as her hat jostled from bumping into him as she whispered in his ear.

“If you have more babies you’ll have less love for me.” The softness of her voice, worried made Izzy’s heartache as he held her close, rubbing her back as she sniffled trying to be the strong older sister.

“Oh Tara, mommy and me love you all so much. Can’t you see how we love you all?” she nodded her head in confirmation but didn’t look at him, “Do you love your sisters?” she looked at him, cheeks a little flushed as she shrugged.

“Sometimes. But sometimes Tessa has hot dog farts and Tilly always is sucking on moms boobies and Toni takes long showers where she sings so loud.” Izzy smirked at her little grievances with her sisters. “But Toni always shares her candy with me and Tessa gives really good snuggles when I have bad dreams and I like the way Tilly smiled at me first.” Izzy nodded in understanding.

“And just how you love all your sisters we love you.” She nodded her head in understanding, pulling away as she stuck out her pinky at him.

“Promise you’ll love us, no matter how many you have?”  Izzy chuckled, nodding his head as he entered the solemn vow with his daughter, “Okay, daddy you can come in now.” Izzy stood up, taking Tara with him. Glad that she wasn’t complaining that she was too big to be held.

Finally he was in bed with all of the, snuggled up as his wife looked at him, her eyes on him as Izzy stroked the girls hair getting them arranged for movie night.

“Are you alright?” he asked, leaning in and stealing a kiss as well as the baby from her arms. He took over burping as his wife snuggled closer, leaning in for just him to hear.

“I feel pretty good for swallowing a watermelon seed.”

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[duffslut]

Skateboarding

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 447

Warnings: Fluff!

- Just trust me, okay? - Izzy said, resting one of his hands gently on your waist as you climbed onto his skateboard.

Your body was shaking like jelly, Izzy had finally convinced you to go skating with him after you used every excuse you had thought of.

- It's too high. - You whined when you were alone on the board, with an attentive Izzy at your side with arms ready to catch you if you fell.

- Baby we're not even on the ramp. - Izzy chuckled. - I'll give you a little push, and you will keep it in a straight line, okay?

You nodded, planting your feet on the board and closing your eyes as Izzy placed his hands on your hips and pressed a kiss to your neck before gently pushing your back to give you momentum.

You just followed in a straight line until the skateboard stopped naturally, you didn't even had to put your feet on the ground.

- Holy shit did you see that? Did you see? - You asked as you ran towards Izzy, who looked a little embarrassed to have a few other skaters watching him.

He gave you a toothless smile and you hugged him, feeling more confident than ever as you carried Izzy and his skateboard to the top of a ramp.

- Babe are you sure about this? - Izzy asked worriedly, holding your hand tightly as you climbed onto his skateboard again, ready to roll down the small ramp.

You nodded, Izzy still looked a little uncertain, but he released you, and it was just before you started down the ramp that you twisted your foot and fell to the ground, scraping your knees.

- Shit! - Izzy cursed, running up to you and picking you up as easily as if you were a baby. - Are you okay? Is it hurting?

You moaned a "no" in response, even though the skin on your knee was burning and you were flushed with embarrassment.

- This place ain't for people like you girl! get the fuck out of here you and your punk ass boyfriend! - One of the guys sitting on a ramp yelled as you and Izzy walked by.

- I'd watch your mouth if I were you mate, you better shut the fuck up before I shut it for you. - Izzy yelled back at them, about to go to their group, but you grabbed him by the arm and he calmed down.

- It's okay babe. - You said, limping to the nearest bench in the square where Izzy tended to you and bandaged your wounds.

- What? - Izzy asked when he realized you were staring at him with a passionate smile on your lips.

- That was pretty hot. - You said.

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[gnrlove1987]

Prompt: Snow angels

Summary: You drag Izzy out to do snow angels at your new house for your first Christmas in Layfayette together.

“It’s freezing outside, y/n, cmon let’s stay in.” Izzy groaned.

“Please Izzy. You know I’ve never had a Christmas with snow before. Come make snow angels with me. Are you going to make me do it by myself?” You retorted.

It may have been heavy handed but it was true: you’d never spent the holidays around snow before. A California girl through and through, you had barely even seen snow in your lifetime, save for the times you were on tour with Izzy in cold climate cities but you were never there during the holidays.

But this Christmas was different. Izzy was sober for a couple years now and with that he decided a move back to his hometown was what he wanted after years hustling and making it in L.A. After months of flying back and forth from Lafayette to Los Angeles, you both finally agreed on the perfect house to set roots.

You’ve only been in the house for three months but it seemed like the pair of you had been there forever and you were getting to experience your first Midwest Christmas. Like a little kid experiencing their first snow, you were excited to get out there with your best friend and the love of your life tagging along with you.

“Wouldn’t you rather be cozy in this chair with me?” Izzy inquired with a cheeky smile as he grabbed you by the hand and pulled you on top of him on the plaid loveseat.

He kissed your neck all over, slowly, reveling in you.

Getting caught up in the heat of the moment you breathily said, “What if the snow doesn’t last long and we miss it?”

With that very California question, Izzy tilted his head back, “ Sugar, it’s Indiana. You’ll be sick of the snow by January 1st.”

You nodded your head in understanding but Izzy saw the disappointment on your face even though you tried your best to hide it.

“Tell you what, let’s go outside. But when we get back in, we get to do what I want.” Izzy grinned

You perked up at this and kissed his warm lips that would soon be ice cold, “Deal!” You said as you sprung off him and ran to put on your new winter coat and boots that Izzy, a lifelong midwesterner, bought for you and ran out the front door with Izzy trailing behind you.

You automatically plopped down in the white, pristine powder, making snow angels.

Izzy, now standing over you, was laughing to himself at this sight of a grown woman making snow angels.

"C'mon grinch, get down here with me."

"I'm fine watching you." he returned

"You're too cool to make snow angels with me, Iz?" you teased

"Yep" he nodded

You playfully gasped, "Fine, I guess you have this coming to you then."

As he faced the streets surrounding the pair of you, looking at the treetops covered in snow, he played along as he answered, "What do I have- "

But before he could finish his sentence a snowball hit him square in the nose, taking him by surprise.

Looking down he saw you smiling mischievously.

"Oh, you're gonna get it now." he warned as he wiped the snow off his nose.

He then picked you up off the ground and slung you over his shoulder and gave you a playful spank as he walked you back into the house.

Laughing, you exclaimed, "Izzy, put me down!"

Entering the house, Izzy sat you down on the counter and positioned himself between your legs as he took off your coat and threw it to the side.

"Now, we're doing what I want to do" he said with a gleam in his eye and an impish smile.

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[gnrbitch]

Can I have this dance?

17 yr Slash! x 17 yr Y/n!

Warnings: Just some profanity

Angst?, some jealous Slash, Fluff!!!

Y/l: your last name (but you guys probably already knew that)

Y/hs: Your hairstyle of choice

Imagine whatever style of dress you want! I just chose the color for you guys (oops!)

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1983

Slash was truly appalled when he had heard that Y/n Y/l, his ex girlfriend was going to the prom with Jonny Reed. Why was she going with some other dude instead of him?

Sure they had ‘Broken up’, but they were always breaking up, everyone knew that. Slash would say something that would upset Y/n, and he would be to stubborn to admit he was in the wrong (which he always was), then they would break up, but then he would always go to her house and apologize! All he needed was some time!

But now here he was, listening to Marc retell the story of how Johnny Reed has asked Y/n out to prom.

“I think she said yes out of spite” Steven said as they all hung out in Slash’s moms basement. “of course she did! that’s the reason we broke up this time!” Slash said pacing around, he can’t remember the last time he was this stressed. “Wait what?” Marc said, furrowing his eyebrows “You told Y/n you didn’t wanna go to prom?”. “I mean not exactly, I just told her prom was lame and that only losers go.” Slash responded with a semi-guilty look.

Steven scoffed, “Y/n always talks about prom in class” (which Slash wouldn’t know, considering he’s in continuation) “So i say, that spite is well deserved!”.

~

As Slash laid in bed that night, the only thing going through his head was Y/n.

He loves Y/n, he really does, I mean that’s why he’s able to apologize to her after only being apart from her for 2 days! And Slash was not the kind of person to apologize. And Y/n knew that!!! She should feel lucky he even apologizes!

But Slash knew Y/n was in the right, again. He had basically given her a pass to go with someone else, Johnny Reed at that!! What a fucken loser, he would’ve rather much had Steven take her!

The point is, Slash was jealous, the kind of jealous that made him want to march up to Jonny Reeds house and beat his ass. Now thinking about how hot- beautiful (Y/n prefers when he calls her that, she thinks hot is corny) Y/n’s gonna look, he now regrets not asking her to that stupid fucken prom. Knowing Y/n, he would’ve gotten a special treat after the prom.

Now sitting up, he decided, he’s going to that fucken prom, and he’s gonna snatch Y/n away from fucken Johnny Reed.

~

“Mom, I need you to make me a suit for prom” Slash said with a mouthful of cereal, grateful for the fact his mom was a designer so he didn’t have to waste any money on a stupid suit he was only gonna use once.

“Prom huh? what colors did you guys choose?” His mom, Ola responded. Slash looked at her confused, “What?”. “You and Y/n, what color did you guys choose?” Ola, looking at her son, eyebrows furrowed, confused look on his face “To wear Slash, the color you guys are gonna wear”.

“Oh! oh, about that” He said looking down, using his spoon to swirl the left over milk from his cereal “Me and Y/n broke up, and another guy is taking her.” “What! What happened Slash?”. Now Ola was aware of Slash and Y/n’s relationship, and she really had love for the girl, being able to deal with her very stubborn son, and since they’ve been together, Slash has been staying away from trouble.

“Well I told her prom is lame and only losers go.” Slash said “But i didn’t think she would take it so hard!” Ola rolled her eyes “Let me guess, now you’re going to go to the ‘lame’ prom and get her back”, Slash flashed her a smile “exactly”. Slash’s mom sighed, “Okay, let’s work on that suit. I’m thinking Navy blue”

~

It was the day of the prom, Slash had gotten himself ready and borrowed his moms car, but before heading to school he obviously had to pick up Steven, Marc and their dates, who are acquainted with Y/n.

“I was a bit suprised when Steven told me you were going to the prom, Slash” Stevens date, Jamie had said looking at Slash through the car mirror. “You were suprised! imagine how i was!” Steven responded hitting Slash’s shoulder while he was driving. Slash just grumbled a little “yea” and kept his eyes on the road. “I’m guessing you’re going for Y/n” Marc’s date, Angela spoke. “Y/n!! omg i was there when she got her dress, she looked so pretty” Jamie responded looking over to Angela. Slash’s grip on the wheel tightened at the mention on Y/n, he looked over to Marc to get them to shut up, but he just shrugged his shoulders.

“Poor Y/n, Slash you should’ve seen the look of horror she had when Johnny asked her.” Angela said with a sympathetic look on her face, Slash gave another glance to Marc, who in his words said “She had her hands over her face and nodded her head.” Marc didn’t even look at him.

“What do you mean?” Slash said looking at Angela through the car mirror. “Well she was embarrassed that was sure, I mean she was asked in front of everyone! She probably said yes out of pity.”

Now that was a huge relief for Slash. A pity yes! He now felt ten times more confident, his confidence faltering while he was looking at himself in the mirror.

They soon enough got to school, and as soon as they entered the building Slash looked around for Y/n, but she wasn’t there yet.

But when she did get there, Slash almost slapped himself in the face for not asking her. A beautiful baby blue silk dress and Y/hs, Slash felt like crying, truly, how did he manage to let a fucken loser like Johnny Reed take his girl to the prom?

~

Quickly, the night turned sour for Y/n, first noticing Slash was here made her heart churn, stuck on wanted to leave and go home, or running to Slash and begging him to stay by her side the whole night. But she just followed wherever Johnny took her, feeling upset when she noticed that smug look he had on his face when he noticed Slash was here.

They ended up arguing at their table because that asshole had decided to let Suzy Grant rub herself all over him on the dance floor.

So Y/n ended up sitting by herself, with the occasional hellos from people.

Until she felt someone sit next to her “Y/n”

She almost cried hearing his voice. “Slash”

“I’m sorry for what I said” he said, looking at her side profile, studying all of her features that he dearly missed. Y/n turned to him “It’s okay, you were right, prom is lame”

And Slash felt bad, cause he saw when her and Johnny Reed argued, and he stared at her the whole time she sat alone.

“No it’s not, I just fucked it up for you” Slash said looking right into her eyes, “Yea” Y/n gave a sad chuckle, thinking about how hard she worked for prom “You really did” she finished with tears forming in her eyes. “I’m so sorry Y/n” Slash said holding her hands in his, “it’s okay Slash”

And as the intro to wild horses by the rolling stones started, Slash got up, “Can i have this dance Y/n?” “You don’t dance Slash” she laughed, looking at him like if he was crazy. “For you, i’ll do it” and she grabbed his hand, both of them knowing that he meant more than dance.

As the two of them slow danced, Slash looked at her “I missed you Slash” she said, one arm over his neck, the other holding his hand. “I fucken missed you too Y/n” he said looking at her, and after slow dancing to half of the song, he finally gained some courage. “Y/n?” He said, suddenly feeling a deep blush in his face “yes?”

“I love you”

Y/n smiled, her heart racing because this was the first i love you, and it came from him. “I love you too Slash” she said, giving him a kiss, in which he was happy to give back.

maybe prom wasn’t lame after all.

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Guys holy shit i’m soooo sorry for not posting😭 i started school and it’s been kicking my ass. I’ll be trying to post more!!! hopefully you guys enjoyed this 💕

LMFAO also Slash look so awkward in that pic 😭

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[flkmoresluvr]

Best Friend ( Slaxl one shot. )

< axl x slash , gif credits to me , kinda inspired by dress by taylor swift , not proofread or grammatically corrected so enjoy :) >

blue orbs pointed straight ahead, the splat on the wall of the lounge entertained his attention. oblivious to the fact that his bandmates were trying desperately to hold a conversation with him but his mind . . . was elsewhere.

with a snap of duff’s fingers, axl’s head bolted to their direction. vacant look on his face, his eyebrows slightly raised. he cleared his throat. “yeah?”

“you alright, man? you’re acting weird.” a hint of concern filled duff’s tone as he sipped from the bottle of vodka he had bought not even fifteen minutes ago, now almost empty.

slash, slouched down across from axl in the booth, too busy flirting with the woman at the bar to even notice the love but desperation that swallowed the redhead whole.

the week prior, the two went out drinking together after a frantic slash wanted to distract his mind from his girlfriend who ditched him for a girls trip.

“how could she do that to me?” slash slurred his words, picking up the bottle of whiskey to take another sip before slamming it back down onto the wooden table. “fuck!” he groaned, picking up the bottle yet again but he chugs it this time.

“hey, slow it down.” axl, seated on the floor, his own bottle of whiskey placed in his lap but he was still on his first bottle. he stopped counting with how much slash was drinking.

slash slowly nodded his head, setting the bottle down onto the table. “sorry. just a little upset.” he shrugged his shoulders, standing up from his spot and began pacing.

the room had fallen silent, other than the sounds of slash’s boots making contact with the hardwood flooring. axl narrowed his eyes, observing slash’s facial expressions and how his hands were shaking marginally. a line appearing between his eyebrows.

axl shook his head slightly, now standing up on his own two feet. then in such a quick motion, almost enough to make axl’s head spin, slash grabbed him by the collar of his plaid shirt with his fists. their faces inches away from each other and it scared axl to no end.

he could smell the whiskey from slash’s breath, feeling the warmth radiating off him and how his hands were still shaking. they’ve never, NEVER, been this close before. not like this, not even when they were fighting

“slash.” axl says gently, his voice not being above a whisper as their eyes were locked in tight. slash’s face was burnt with deep thought.

his fists loosened around axl’s collar, then he let go completely. but not without pressing his lips against the other for a broken kiss, their noses clashing and axl stood there with his eyes widened. his heart beating out of his chest, almost certain that it would break through the skin.

the two haven’t spoken a word about what happened, about how they made out in slash’s living room and how they were close to having sex right there if the damn phone hadn’t rung. it was his girlfriend, telling him how sorry she was and how she was headed back to his place.

“you’re gonna have to leave.” slash said with no ill intentions but axl felt a pang of hurt in his chest. he didn’t let it show, he nodded his head and said his goodbyes.

on the way home, praying that the alcohol would make them forget about what happened but it seemed to only work for slash.

now sitting in front of slash at the lounge, gathered around the others, axl stared a hole through his head in hopes that he would get the memo.

‘hey, i’m trying to talk to you, idiot!’ axl would scream in his head, even going as far as trying to lift the table to tip his drink over but slash was oblivious. his brown orbs glued to the woman that sat at the bar and it filled the redhead with an intense amount of jealousy for no reason.

when it came time for the band to leave, slash still pretended that axl wasn’t even there.

duff and steven drunkenly wandered off to the parking lot to find their vehicle, izzy was still inside chatting away with the female bartender. leaving axl and slash standing in front of the entrance of the lounge.

a cigarette placed between slash’s lips, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his jeans and axl was staring right at him but he wasn’t looking back. his head held high, facing the sky. a cold breeze brushing past both of them.

“i’ve tried to stay silent but what the fuck is your problem?” axl spoke firmly, causing the other to snap his head towards his way.

slash moved the cigarette from his lips, a slight chuckle escaping his lips. “my problem?” he repeated, a smile playing on his face. “don’t have one. do you?”

axl shifted, facing him. “‘course i do. you don’t fuckin’ remember but i sure as hell do.”

“axl, fuck off. we’re not talking about this when our best friends are here.” slash responds, rolling his eyes as he takes another drag of his cigarette before letting it fall on the ground. putting it out with his boot.

axl paused, his eyebrows furrowed. “best friends? slash, i’m your best friend.”

the other shrugs his shoulders. “well, i don’t want you like a best friend.”

“slash . . . ” axl says quietly, his eyes widened at the sudden confession from him. “why the fuck have you been avoiding me then?”

slash lets another chuckle leave his lips, stepping closer to the redhead. “let’s talk about it later, yeah?”

the sound of an engine caused both men to jump, their heads bolting to the direction. it was just steven and duff giggling away with the smell of marijuana.

“steven broke the damn mirror. where’s izzy?” duff exclaims, looking around to spot izzy.

“still inside.” slash mumbles, pulling out a cigarette pack from his pockets.

“he’ll probably go home with that chick tonight, hop in.” steven yells, leaning over the passenger’s side to the drivers.

axl glances over at slash, shaking his head before climbing into the backseat. the other following shortly after, another cigarette pressed between his lips.

how the hell were they supposed to talk about this later?

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[marvelobsessed134]

Slash + voyeurism for kinktober? 👀

Kinktober day 10: Voyuerism with Slash

Pairings: Slash x Fem!Reader ft. Izzy Stradlin

Warnings: voyuerism, smut, slight daddy kink, Izzy jerks off while watching you guys, semi cock!possessive!slash, dom!slash, sub!reader, squirting.

Summary: Slash wants to show you off to his best friend Izzy.

You were naked on all fours while your boyfriend was sat on the couch jerking his cock. “Come on over here baby.” His deep voice commanded you felt your arousal drip. You slowly crawled to him, seeing the other guitarist in your peripheral vision.

It was Slash’s idea to show you off like this. Izzy mentioned wanting to fuck you for a while and of course the other guitarist was not cool with that idea, but he decided that he could at least watch.

You sat on your knees between his thighs eyeing his cock hungrily. The curly haired man smirked that this, “Go on baby. Come suck my dick like a good girl.” You immediately got to work, licking and sucking his shaft. He gripped your hair and threw his head back moaning. He got a glimpse of Izzy stroking his own cock while watching you work your magic.

“Yeah, you like this Stradlin? Wait till you see what her pussy can do.” Slash groaned with a smirk.

All Izzy could do was watch and honestly, he was cool with that. Being able to see you naked was good enough for him.

You continued to suck him off like your life depended on it, knowing he’d give you the same effort back. That’s what was nice about your relationship. If someone wasn’t putting in effort then the other wasn’t going to either. Also if you’re naughty slash gets to punish you.

Then the guitarist pulls you off and moves so you could lay on the couch. You get up, pressing a kiss to his lips before obeying his command.

Your legs spread on their own accord as you looked at Izzy’s expression. It was dark and feral, much like your boyfriend’s.

Slash positioned himself between your legs before licking a stripe against your pussy from the bottom all the way up to your clit. You hissed and gripped his hair, shutting your eyes as he continued to eat you out.

“I know you’re closing your eyes baby. Open them. Look at Izzy watch you while I eat this sweet little pussy.” You did as he said, looking at Izzy looking at you. You could see him pump his cock faster and you gripped Slash’s hair tighter. Your eyes were wide and watery.

“Mmm Slash…I’m gonna cum!” You squealed.

“Okay then, cum for me baby. Cum for me and my friend.” And so you did, squirting your juices all over his face. “Fuuuck, you taste so good. That was so hot.”

“Holy shit.” Izzy muttered. The curly haired man looked to his friend with a smile, “Yeah, my girls’ a squirter.”

You laid there blissed out, barely registering the back he brought you up on his lap, hovering over his cock.

“Mmm you want it baby?” He asked teasingly.

“Oh yes. Please…daddy.” You let it slip. The one nickname that you usually call him in bed.

“Fuck.” The other raven haired man muttered, pumping his cock more.

“That’s a good girl. Go on.” Slash said and you sunk down on his large dick. You gripped his shoulders for balance as you began to ride him.

“Ah, fuck yes. You’re so tight baby oh fuck.” Your boyfriend was a moaning mess as you continued to ride him, he grabbed and slapped the flesh of your ass, forgetting that his best friend was jerking off to the scene not too far away.

“Be a good girl and make daddy cum.” He instructed and you sped up your movements, kissing his neck up to his lips. His grip on you tightened and it wasn’t long before he shot his sticky, salty, warm, cum into your womb.

You moaned at the feeling, rolling your eyes back.

Slash turned to look at Izzy eyeing the ropes of cum on his stomach and said, “Enjoy the show?”

“Fuck yeah dude.”

#gnr smut #gnr x reader #guns n roses #guns n roses x reader #slash x reader #slash guns n roses #slash gnr #slash smut #slash gnr smut #guns n roses smut #izzy stradlin smut #izzy stradlin #izzy gnr #kinktober

[he-goes-down]

Hi, it's me again, can I ask you for a smut with our dear Izzy, like him in the Juju Hounds era, like he's in a photoshoot and he and the fem reader that is the photographer have sex ? I love Izzy dreads!

OMG YESSSSSS juju hounds izzy is my life line

Photograph

Pairing: Izzy Stradlin x reader

Warnings: smut, videotaping, unprotected p in v, small dirty talk

Second Person POV:

“Okay and pose.”

You said and the flash snapped, temporarily blinding your boyfriend and his band as they tried their best to keep their eyes open. That was the end of the whole band shoot and it was time for just an Izzy cameo. “That was a good one, thanks guys.” You put a little thumbs up in the air as you peaked into the camera. The band started to leave to go to a bar down the street, they said bye to Izzy and yourself saying they’ll see the two of you later at the bar. “Okay Iz, come here.” You said and he walked up to you. You showed him some of the pictures and let him choose what he thought was the best. Soon it was the slotted time for his shoot.

“Okay, a little to the left, you arm a bit more up.” You spoke, peaking into the camera as you ordered him around. Another flash. You did another thumbs up as an indication he could stop his pose. “I love it when you order me around.” He flirted. You rolled your eyes and scoffed at his words. He soon began to do bad attempts at model poses. “Take a picture it’ll last longer.” He said striking a god awful pose. You laughed at his sillyness and was about to take a picture but he moved and you took a photo of him in the middle of a laughing smile. So cute. But you went back to your normal schedule photoshoot. Taking a few really good shots and a few crappy ones, crappy ones that were in his opinion, but you thought they we’re good, especially the model was a really sexy man.

You were soon finished with it and began to order around the photos you took, what will be further edited and what will be discarded. Izzy came up behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist resting on your hips, his mouth coming for a quick peck on the neck and then resting his head on your shoulder. Watching as you scrolled through the pictures on the camera. “What happens with the shit ones?” He asked. “They get deleted but I’m gonna keep these ones.” You told him, still looking through the photos you took of your boyfriend. “And do what with them?” He asked with a certain lusty and suggestive undertone. “Doesn’t matter, you won’t be there when I use them.” You played on with his joke. “Is that so?” He quirked an eyebrow and smirked at you, his mouth now going back to your neck but this time, suck snd biting the sensitive skin, making you moan in your mouth. “I’ll always be here when you… need me.” He took a suggestive pause. “No need for photographs.” He said, his one hand squeezing your hip and moving you to face him slightly. His other hand going from his hip to your heat. He passionately kissed you on the lips, you moaning against his mouth as his fingers passed over your cunt. The sexual noises spilling out from each others lips as his tongue entered your mouth and you began to heatedly make out

You started to frantically unbutton his shirt, wanting him to stop teasing your pussy and to fucking rail you. “Someone’s needy…” He said. His hands now going to your shirt, untucking it from your pants and traveling under your shirt feeling your bare skin. His hands staying at your upper torso, his thumbs playing with your sensitive nipples as he held you. “Izzy… fuck- just please…” You begged. “Mhm? Use your words baby.” He told you. “Izzy-…fuck me.” You softly panted. “Say no more.” He finished. Both of you began to shed off your clothes. Izzy went to one of the tables placing some of the equipment off the table, but taking the spare camera and putting it ,slightly tilted downwards on the self above the table. He pressed the record button. “Now you’ll have a video of me.” Izzy said taking you by the hand leading you to the table. Bending you over the table and adjusting his position behind you. His highly above average cock lining up to your pussy. Your cunt ached and screamed for his big dick to absolutely destroy you. “You ready baby?” He asked, gripping your hips tightly. You nodded and whined. “Good girl.” He said and he began to slowly penetrate through your clenching heat. His cock stretching you out roughly, making you back arch, but Izzy pushed you back down on the table, your tits and stomach pressing against the cold surface of the table. Izzy’s one hand now placed on your back and the other on your hip. He groaned loudly as he was all the way in you. “God, fuck baby…” He mumbled. You whined and clenched around as he began to thrust into you. Small slaps with each time his hips met your ass.

Izzy looked up straight to the camera, giving a wink before he grabbed both your hips and slammed into your pussy like no tomorrow. “F-…Fuck!” You screamed and moaned. Stuttering and mumbling as he railed you. “My girl likes to be fucked like a fucking slut yeah?” He smirked as he went harder and faster. “Mmm… Fuck! Izzy-…” you moaned his name as continued to repeatedly fuck your pussy till it went numb, hitting your g-spot making your head fog and your moans slur. You clenched around him hard feeling that you were about to cum from his hellish thrusts. He knew that feeling all too well, he knew every inch if how your body worked and how you liked it. “My good girl gonna cum?” He praised through pants. “Ah-! Izzy! Fuck!” You cursed and shook under his touch and dick. “Cum for me slut.” He told you and with that sparked your stomach to burn, your walls to clench and your legs to buck and shake. Cumming all over his dick, whining and whimpering as he still harshly fucked you. “Izzy-…” “Yes baby, I’m so close.” He huffed, his thrusts getting sloppy and faster as he pushed to cum inside you. “God- fuck!” He groaned loudly as he spilled inside you.

“Now you have something more to use in your alone time.”

A/n: it was really bad im sorry im running on 3 hours of sleep

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

[meegadeeth]

☆ 𝐆𝐍𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 (+𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒) 𝟐 ☆

people included/mentioned; izzy stradlin, steven adler, axl rose, duff mckagan, slash, led zeppelin (mentioned)

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☆ izzy is actually pretty talkative when he’s with his friends. i'm just sure he's camera shy when it comes to talking or sth like that.

☆ slash and izzy are the picky eaters. izzy will eye something he doesn't think looks good and will try it before deciding rather he likes it or not; slash lays one look on it and decides it's the worst food in the world and that he WILL NOT take a bite.

☆ steven will occasionally make him and izzy match stuff for fun. izzy isn't amused at all, but whatever makes stevie happy makes him happy. (bracelets, shirts, pajamas [around christmas/halloween], etc.)

ex: "steven...are you being serious?" izzy took the christmas pajamas into his hands, looking at them. "yeah...why?" steven looked at him, looking a little upset by izzy's hesitation. izzy huffed and took the pajamas into the bathroom, putting them on. "what...the fuck.." izzy looked at himself in the dirty mirror, almost laughing at himself. he walked out, meeting steven in the living room. ex: "steven...are you being serious?" izzy took the christmas pajamas into his hands, looking at them. "yeah...why?" steven looked at him, looking a little upset by izzy's hesitation. izzy huffed and took the pajamas into the bathroom, putting them on. "what...the fuck.." izzy looked at himself in the dirty mirror, almost laughing at himself. he walked out, meeting steven in the living room. "you happy now?" izzy sarcastically asked the blonde. "yes! izz, we look so good!" steven excitedly jumped up. "woah-" slash slightly widened his eyes as he walked out of his and axl's shared bedroom. "shut up, no more words." izzy pointed a finger at the curly haired guitarist. slash held back a laugh, grabbing something from the fridge. "into the christmas spirit or something?" axl asked, sitting on the counter with a chuckle. "i know i look stupid, okay? it's for stevie and that's it." izzy rolled his eyes. "no, you don't look stupid," steven got up, standing on his tippy toes and reaching behind izzy's head to grab the hood that was attached to the pajamas, pulling the hood up to rest on izzy's head, "you look cute." "i'm glad you think so." izzy laughed softly, not understanding how the blonde found him cute in the pajamas. "yeah, lookin' sexy, izz. i'm even about to pop a boner." duff commented, teasing the black haired man, as he walked out of his bedroom. "i swear i can't stand you guys." izzy huffed, shaking his head.

☆ everyone, except izzy, has definitely messed up the title of the song 'it's so easy' and said 'it's so izzy' on accident. axl has accidentally said izzy instead of easy while singing in rehearsal too.

the band just got done playing mr. brownstone during practice. "what now?" slash looked up, asking so he new which chords to start playing. axl shrugged. "what about it's so easy." duff suggested. "what?" izzy looked up when he heard his name. "i said let's start it's so easy." duff said. “you said izzy.” “i didn’t. i said easy.” "nope, you said easy." steven said, the sound of his sticks hitting the drums slowly drowned out. "how would you know with all that noise around you, stevie?" slash asked. steven shrugged but went back to playing his drums lightly.

☆ i have a headcannon about when izzy and steven met and how izzy scared the shit out of steven. so, before i tell you: steven didn't know izzy at all, or that he was in the band and only knew axl a little because slash described him as "one of the only redheads around."

☆get ready for a tiny/short ones shot☆

steven, izzy, and axl were at the rainbow because steven and axl were meeting each other so axl could get to know his drummer before actually playing. izzy went with axl, but went straight to the bar, not really wanting to talk to anyone yet. although, the whole time, izzy stared at steven because he looked familiar and was trying to figure out who he was. steven thought the focused look was a glare, and was very much intimidated by izzy; considering he was taller, kept a plain face, didn't really seem happy or enthused by anything around him—and that scared Steven, who had just got into this scene of L.A. "hey, i'm axl. the singer." axl introduced himself, smiling at the blonde. "oh, yeah, slash told me about you. i'm steven." steven smiled back. after a while of talking, izzy came up to axl. "you got a cigarette?" "yeah, just take the box. don't smoke them all, man." axl fished the pack from his pocket and handed it to the pale man. steven tried to avoid looking at him, but couldn't help himself. izzy locked eyes with the blonde, feeling steven's blue eyes on him. "what?" he asked the shorter man. when steven looked away, feeling a little stupid for staring for so long, axl smacked izzy in the arm. "quit scaring him, dickhead. nobody's gonna wanna be in the band if you keep doing that." 'oh, great, so he's in the band.' steven thought. izzy just walked off, not paying much attention to the gingers words to which axl rolled his eyes. "anyway, sorry about him. that's izzy, he plays guitar. he's really not that scary, he just looks it." that didn't help console steven at all, but he nodded anyway. after a while, steven went out to smoke, leaving axl inside to do whatever he pleased. just as he was about to leave, izzy followed, yawning, "i guess i'll go smoke too." steven knew that really nobody liked to smoke alone, unless they were upset, so he tried not to get too paranoid over it; yet, he still couldn't push the feeling away. when he opened the door, it was pretty dark outside except a little beam of light from a streetlight. from the little streetlight, he could tell it was an alley way and that there was a dumpster. steven walked out, holding the door open for izzy and stepping into the alley way. just as he was about to light his cigarette, it was knocked out of his hand as he was turned around quickly and roughly pushed into the dumpster, his back pressed tightly against it. he looked up to be met with izzy's face. holy shit. "do you have a fucking problem with me?" just as those words slipped out of his mouth, steven felt something sharp poke his side. he was gonna die. he was about to be brutally murdered and he knew it, his mouth going dry. "no, no, no, no, not at all!" steven quickly said, trying his best to be calm. "i think you do. i might have to cut you up and put you in the dumpster." izzy got in his face, the same plain expression, but now his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. steven trembled, his knees almost buckling. "i swear i don't have a problem! please?! i don't wanna die!" steven's breathing quickened as he felt his eyes start to burn from tears threatening to spill. suddenly, izzy started laughing. steven looked at him, a little confused. 'is he laughing at my vulnerability?' steven questioned, still looking at izzy with a horrified expression, letting a tear slip. izzy leaned back up, laughing, and steven felt the weapon that poked him ease up. he was genuinely scared and confused until izzy held up what was in his hand, showing in the street light, the cigarette pack that axl handed him earlier. steven sighed, he had really cried because someone pressed the corner of a cigarette pack to his side. izzy clutched his stomach, laughing. "it's not funny." steven rolled his eyes, looking at the ground. after a minute or two, izzy's laughter died out and he put an arm around the drummer, "you're easy to scare. i like fucking with you, blondie." steven still looked at the ground. he was completely embarrassed that he, a 20 year old man, just cried. izzy noticed that tension and felt a little bad.

“you're kickass too..you know? i think you're good for the band." now steven looked up, "really?" "yeah, man. come on, let me make it up to you." izzy started leading steven down the street. "how?" "you want icecream?" "sure." "then ice cream it is."

☆ they share clothes sometimes but don't actually agree on sharing, it just happens and they go with it.

slash was going through the clean clothes, trying to find his shirt, but he just couldn't. he asked izzy and he had no idea, same with axl and duff. slash huffed and just grabbed another t-shirt, slipping it over his head. "slash! hurry! we're leaving soon!" duff called down the hallway. slash met his four bandmates in the kitchen, taking a seat on the counter as everyone talked for a little. slash was going on about something to steven before stopping. "what?" steven asked, confused by his sudden halt in words. "that's my shirt. i was looking for it all morning." he noticed that steven was wearing his led zeppelin shirt. "oh, i can go take it off." steven started for the hallway but slash stopped him with his leg, lifting it from his spot on the counter. "no, it's alright. it's a shirt." slash shrugged. "you sure?" steven looked up at him. "yeah, it's fine." slash nodded. as they were leaving, duff knocked his shoulder into slash's, noticing he looked a little down, "you okay?" "no, i really wanted to wear that shirt." "he said he would change." "i know, but it's whatever." slash huffed. duff laughed.

☆ ☆ slash's mom and dad loved them all as their own and his mother would intentionally be more affectionate towards izzy to try and get him more used to those feelings rather it be hugging, pinching his cheek, kissing his cheek, etc. even though sometimes he looked annoyed, she would brush it off and try again next time. he would eventually get used to it, but it was only okay when she did it and no one else. (except hugs every now and again when he pushed back his "tough guy" thing and gave one of the other members a hug when it's needed).

☆ ☆ whenever a car gets too crowded, slash is always the one who has to sit on the floor. he doesn't even hesitate anymore because everyone usually agrees on him sitting there anyway.

☆ ☆ slash is always the one who says he's fully ready to go but as soon as everyone's about to leave, he rushes to the bathroom cause he has to shit.

☆ slash and duff stay up later and stuff their faces whenever they can. they make a lot of noise too.

"dude, be quiet!" duff whisper-yelled to slash, trying to hold back laughter. slash was trying to get a pan of leftovers out of the fridge, but kept banging it into other stuff and when he finally had it on the counter, set it down very loudly. "i'm tryin'." he whispered back. "like hell you are." the blonde rolled his eyes before uncovering the leftovers; it was green beans. "man, I was really craving those yesterday." duff said, grabbing two forks from the drawer; one for him and one for slash. "pregnant?" the curly haired man joked, taking the fork. "probably." duff shrugged and started eating the green beans with slash. after they ate they put their forks in the sink—except slash stood across the kitchen and threw the fork in the sink, getting a laugh from himself and duff. their laughter was cut off as they heard footsteps, their heads snapping towards the hallway. "do you two dumbasses know what time it is?" an annoyed izzy stood in the hallway, his hair a mess. slash tried to hold back his laughter as duff looked at the stove, "uh..4:27." "4:27 in the fucking morning. you guys woke up the monster and he made me come in here at four. twenty. seven. in the. morning." "we're sor-" "go. just go." slash and duff trudged into their shared room, trying their best not to make eye contact so they don't burst out laughing.

☆ sometimes steven can be so indecisive that it takes him hours to get ready to the point where axl picks out his clothes for him and tells him to change before they literally leave without him.

☆ slash has to stop whenever he see's an animal, causing the rest of the group to get annoyed and impatient—except steven.

☆ slash will literally piss axl off on purpose, knowing how easy it is to set him off and then be genuinly confused what the problem is. bro will be like "what did i do?" while axl's screaming at him.

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- 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐧 💿🎸🎥👽🎱🎧🥁🎫

#gnr #gunsnfuckinroses #guns n roses #slash #slash guns n roses #izzy gnr #izzy stradlin #axl rose #axl gnr #duff mckagan #duff gnr #steven gnr #steven adler #rock n roll #headcannons

[izzy-stradlins-harem]

Hello Harem

Lord Stradlin's birthday will soon be upon us and this year he is sharing it with an eclipse. I don't know if any of you are witchilly inclined but I have been practicing for well I was born into it so my entire life.

I am going to do something in this vein (including the moon and other astrological aspects) and post it to celebrate.

I would love it if anyone else wanted to do something as well.

Are you an artist? How about a birthday picture?

Do you write? What about a one-shot?

Do you make mood boards? Hook us up

Anything you want to share to celebrate Izzy's birthday would be fun.

Even a dream you once had where you were one of his hats would be fun to hear about.

Thanks and hope to see some participation

#izzy stradlin #izzy’s harem #jeffrey dean isbell #this man owns me #jesus chriiiist

[gremlintheslut]

Master list

1 2 3 4 5

Guns n roses

Smut-🌹

Angst-😭

Fluff-🌼

Requests open rules pinned

One shots

Axl rose

Anything for you 🌹

True hates kiss 🌹

Slash

Goodnight kiss🌹 (modern day)

Izzy stradlin

Book store love 🌹

Duff mckagan

Oh doctor 🌹

Steven adler

Good boy 🌹

Drunken fun 🌹

Series

[thesmokingguns]

Beauty and the Beast

a/N: wrote this for patreon

MINORS DNI 18+

“I fucking hate you.” I turned, trying to slam the bathroom door but a foot had shot out, blocking me from fully closing it.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I kicked at the boot, pulse racing as I tried to make the monster stop his intrusion but in full horror movie fashion his hand slipped through the crack and the door was yanked forward, pulling me right into him.

Izzy sneered in annoyance, his hand coming for my throat as he pushed me back into the en suite bathroom I had tried to retreat into. He squeezed, enough pressure that made me gasp for one last breath before he cut off my airways, dragging me up by my neck so I hoovered on tiptoes, hands on his as I tried to pry his fingers from my throat.

All this did was get me a smile from the sick fuck.

“What don’t you understand about being mine, pet? Hmm? Do you like when I punish you? Does that get you off? Does it get you off when I force you to your knees and make you take my cock inch by inch into that slutty little mouth. Do you have a kink for destruction?” He speaks to me slowly, even toned like he isn’t choking the life out of me.

Fucking psychopath.

He squeezed my neck, looking at it like his fingers were expensive jewels and him choking me was an accessory.

“How are you going to repay me? Are you going to give me that mouth of yours? Stick out that little pink tongue for me.” His eyes shifted from my throat to my mouth, eyes expectant.

I’d rather swallow my tongue than give him the satisfaction of seeing my tongue unfurl like a red carpet. I’d bite his dick off if he even tried. The sick fuck would probably get off on my teeth gnawing at his dick.

The way he smirks, having already expected that I wouldn’t listen to him. At least he knew that I wasn’t going to give in easily to him.

“You want me to use your cunt then?” The teasing tone he is using is dangerous, deadly. But everything about Izzy is dangerous.

From the predatory look in his eyes to the way he uses his body like a deadly weapon. Wielding himself like a glint of steel. Every wretched thing he does is an act of war. The way he strikes me down and pillages me as his spoils. He’s the worst type of tyrant.

“Fuck off.” The way his eyes narrow as I barely squeeze out the words. Instantly his hand tightens, blocking any chance of speaking again.

“Filthy mouth of yours, pet. Absolutely fucking filthy.” And then he lets my throat go.

The shock of it as I drop down, my knees jerking as they try to catch my balance and fail. But Izzy had expected that, anticipated my body that he was tuned into. He catches me, spinning me so my hips dig into the sink, my forehead smacking against the mirror. Eyes stuck watching him pin me from behind.

I could scream but who would hear?

“Stop.” The one word makes him chuckle at me and I feel small, stupid. We both know he isn’t going to stop.

His hands slide over my shoulders, tugging the silky fabric of my nightgown, the fabric pooling at my feet and I’m blushing as my panties are yanked down, following them. Darker than my nightdress because the dampness of my pussy stains them.

I was turned on. Achingly so and he could tell.

“Stop?” His lips are against my ear, his eyes watching me too closely in the mirror as his hands deep between the traitor between my legs. His fingers slip into the pools of glistening wetness. The wet sound as he smears my own cum up over my clit, teasing it as I groan in pleasure before pulling back to my other howl, teasing my ass with his finger tips. “Your body doesn’t want me to stop, pet. Your body is a good girl and knows exactly what she wants.”

I think he’s going to use my ass as punishment. I mentally tell myself to breathe but forget how to as three fingers stretch my cunt and my knees wobble. If Izzy didn’t press into me, supporting me with his body I would collapse and were both well aware if that fact.

His fingers are suctioned into me. My Pussycat greedily wanting more as I think of words of resistance that come to my lips and get lost in the moans my mouth makes. My brain completely over ridden with the base, primal pleasure only Izzy can elicit from me.

His fingers move, twisting inside my wetness as I think of smashing my head against the mirror. There’s such a thing as too much pleasure and Izzy always flints that line with recklessness that I don’t understand.

Can one die from orgasming because as he bends his fingers and my body completely gives up on trying to have any thought of its own. I cum hard on his fingers. Feeling his lips on the back of my neck.

He’s saying something to me but I’m warm all over and my eyelids are tired as the bliss sucks every ounce of energy from me.

One of my thighs is lifted up, my body a right angle of limbs as I blink, the pressure of his cocks head against me. The entrance to my cunt makes a wet popping sound as he teases his head against my hole. My body wants him, wants to drag him into my cunt and he knows it. That’s why he won’t give in.

“Izzy-“

“Beg me.” He knows I want him but he has the patience when he teased me to make me wait. Both of us know if the roles were reversed he’d kill me for teasing him. “If you want my cock, pet, you’re going to beg for every fucking inch.” His eyes look darker and if I could I would look away but in transfixed.

“Fuck me, Izzy. Please. I need your cock.” He smirks, one thrust and he’s Inside me so deep I get a stomach ache. I’ll be sore after, feel thoroughly used and filled but in the moment my eyes roll back and I appreciate him splitting me open.

His hands are on my hip, nails digging in and I’ll have a constellation of fingerprints marking my skin for the next few days. Something to trace in the shower and think of him.

“Oh god, Izzy.” And he smirks at my words, pleased with the statement.

“Careful with calling me your god, pet. You’ll have to spend a lot of time on your knees worshiping me if you give me that power.”

But his threat just sends a zap through my body. The thought of being on my knees, his weighty cock shoved in my mouth as I look up at him as I worship, turns me on more than it should.

He can feel my oussy clenching around him at the idea and I might as well have signed over my rights to stand. He’ll keep me on my knees because he knows he can. He knows he owns me, heart, body and soul.

“I’m going to cum so deep in this pussy you'll be drooling out my cum. Open that pretty mouth pet. That’s my girl.”

His finger slid me over my tongue, my mouth closing as his fingers fuck my mouth. Closing my eyes for a second as I hum around them. I’m shocked when his hand leaves between my lips and he smacks my face. My eyes flashing open as I look at him in the mirror.

“Eyes only on me when I fuck you, pet. On me.” He demands the attention and I nod. Heart bouncing in my chest as I squeeze around him, my orgasm shaking through me as izzy groans.

He’s so close. And he’s right I can taste him.

His pace picks up and I watch him in the mirror as he fucks me. He’s ruthless with my body, having trained it to take his cock. Taught my body how to cum around him every single time.

“Look. At. Me.” My head turns but not fast enough. Izzy holds my chin as he makes me look over my shoulder at him. “This is my fucking, cunt. You understand that? This is mine.” I nod, accepting his ownership.

His.

He cums inside of me, the warm feeling of him flowing through me. His cock twitching inside of me as he rides out the waves of his pleasure. Only pulling out when he starts softening.

I don’t move until he slides my leg down, hand going around my waist as he drags me towards him, kissing me as his cum starts to slide down, over my thighs. A cum trail running down my knee.

“I should clean up.” But Izzy is pulling me towards bed.

“I’m not done using you, pet. No need to clean up when there’s going to be a bigger mess.” My stomachs in knots at his words but I want it.

I want him. All of him. Even these feral beast moments. Everything needs to be balanced and every beauty needs her beast

#izzy stradlin one shot #izzy stradlin #izzy stradlin fanfiction #izzy stradlin headcanon #izzy stradlin x reader #izzy stradlin smut #izzy stradlin fan fiction #izzy stradlin fic #izzy stradlin gnr #guns n roses fan fic #guns n roses smut #gnr fanfic

[duffslut]

Pool party

Izzy Stradlin x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 1.100

Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.

- Go to the door, you will receive the people. - Axl asked while fixing his stupid hair in front of the mirror.

- What? since when? - You protested stomping your foot hard on the ground and crossing your arms. - I will not receive anyone!

- Yes you will. - Axl said turning to you. - And behave yourself tonight, it's a party, I won't have time to watch over you. - He said decidedly, you rolled your eyes and walked sullenly to the door.

Sometimes you thought that having Axl as an older brother was a punishment for something really bad you did in some past life, Why couldn't he be like a normal brother? Axl literally treated you like a baby when you were actually eighteen.

You weren't even dressed up for the party, you knew that even if there was someone interesting, Axl would make sure you were far enough away from any male person, especially his bandmates.

Shortly after the party started, Axl had already gone up to his room with some girl he had probably just met, so you took the opportunity to walk around the pool area and see if you could find anyone.

- Y/n. - Izzy said after appearing out of nowhere and scaring you. - You look pretty.

You smiled shyly, Izzy was one of your brother's band members you talked to the most, and luckily for you, the most handsome.

- Thanks Izzy. - You said, giving him a hug to greet him. - I'm actually quite hot. - You said, waving your hands in the air.

- There's a pool literally behind you, why don't you jump in? - Izzy asked, carefully approaching you.

- Don't even think about it. - You said, taking short steps back, already knowing Izzy's intentions. - No! - You screamed, but it was too late, in seconds, you were in Izzy's arms, and as soon as you held your breath, you fell into the water.

You ran your hand through your wet hair as soon as you climbed out of the water, and silently thanked that no one paid attention to you. You hadn't even noticed that your white shirt was completely see-through when you got out of the pool, and as usual, you weren't wearing a bra.

- Axl is going to kill me! - You said approaching Izzy, who strangely seemed to have suddenly changed his mood.

- Oh fuck. - Izzy said, pulling away from you and putting his hands in his pants, as if he was hiding something.

- What? - You asked, frowning and crossing your arms under your breasts.

- It's... it's nothing, it's just... - Izzy stopped talking, as if he was thinking about how to finish his sentence. - You're wet. - he finally said.

- Yeah, you threw me in the pool a minute ago! - You said, giving him a friendly punch on the arm and then grabbing his hand, pulling him into the house. - You're going to have to help me dry off now.

As you walked up the stairs to your room still holding Izzy's hand, a chill ran through your body as you thought about the possibility that Axl would see you taking a boy to your room, but he would have nothing to complain about anyway, Izzy would just help you change your clothes, and your worry eased when you passed his room and heard loud moaning coming from inside, at least he would keep busy for a while.

Izzy was still acting weird when you guys walked into your room, and you were starting to get curious that he still had one hand covering his pants.

- Can you get that towel for me? the one on top. - You asked Izzy, purposely making him have to use both hands to grab the towel.

Izzy froze for a few seconds before finally seeming to give up and remove his hand from the front of his pants, and as soon as he did, your eyes widened, Izzy had a literally huge erection in his pants, you automatically looked down and coincidentally saw your transparent shirt, with your breasts fully exposed.

- I... I'm sorry Y/n. - Izzy spoke, but not really seeming sorry. - I always had a crush on you, but that wasn't on purpose I swear. - Izzy confessed, and then sat next to you on the bed, you were still speechless, your eyes just couldn't look away from the bulge in his pants, had you done that?

- I can help you. - You said, looking straight into Izzy's eyes, he probably knew that you had never dated, and most likely he also knew that you were a virgin, so his surprised face didn't surprise you at all.

Finding out Izzy had a crush on you made you tired of always being the straight one, of course he was hot, if not the hottest in the band, and you weren't going to waste that opportunity.

- Y/n... - Izzy murmured when you took one of his hands and placed it on your tits over your wet shirt. - Your brother will kill me.

- We won't do anything wrong. - You said looking into his eyes as you knelt down in front of him.

Izzy slowly gave in to you, you pulled his pants down and his dick popped out, it was definitely bigger than you thought, it was so hard that your plans to just masturbate him went down the drain.

- Do you want to put it in your mouth? - Izzy asked affectionately.

You grabbed his cock in both of your hands, licked your lips and nodded.

- I teach you. - He said, and you carefully approached your mouth to the pink and wet tip of his cock. - No rush, just suck it.

You did, you just ran your tongue over his dick, and started to suck him, you tried to swallow as much as you could, but you couldn't even take half of his dick in your mouth, he was too big, as you sucked Izzy's cock, he moaned and sighed louder and louder, until he put his hand on your head to help you suck him.

- Good... Yes, you learned so fast. - Izzy moaned, and then gently pulled your face away. - Here, take off your shirt. - He asked, and you nodded, at that moment, if he even wanted to fuck you, you would allow it.

You took off your shirt in a hurry and threw it somewhere in the room, Izzy settled your body easily between his legs and positioned his cock between your tits.

- Stay just like that doll. - Izzy moaned, throwing his head back and starting to move his body, fucking your breasts, rubbing his hard cock on your wet skin. - Good girl.

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[issie-https]

Valentine

Izzy Stradlin X Reader

A/n: First one shot!! Hope y’all enjoy! Also, I’m so excited to see 5sos later this year which is why I chose this song❤️ We’re also gonna pretend it existed in the 80s. Link to the song is above❤️

Word count: 800

Warnings: Fluffy Izzy🫣🤭

Main masterlist

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“Jeff? Where is my red dress?” I shouted to my roommate. I was meant to be getting ready for a date with a guy Axl had set me up with but, for some reason, my dress I had bought was missing. “It’s not in your closet?” He replied with a smirk evident in his voice. “Obviously not, dummy,” I rolled my eyes. “Well I guess you can’t go on that date then,” he said, coming into my room with a grin on his face. “Jeff, please. It’s not important to me but to Ax,” I whined. “How many times have I told you you don’t have to please him. Just stay home with me, we can watch cheesy movies, eat shit food that will shorten our lifespan and cuddle. Please,” he asked, looking me in the eyes. “Jeffery Dean Isbell, give me that damn dress,” I gritted my teeth at him. Yes, he’s putting up a good offer but he’s also pissing me off. “Nope, if you can find it, you can have it,” He smirked. I rolled my eyes, looked at him and made a beeline for his bedroom on the other side of the house. Just as I was about to reach the door, he caught me and slung me over his shoulder. “JEFF! PUT ME DOWN!” I shouted. “No,” he simply replied. That really is his favourite word. He carried me downstairs to the coat and shoe cupboard and shoved me in there. “You can stay locked into there until you agree to stay home with me,” he insisted. “Izz, this is imprisonment. ITS ILLEGAL!” I screamed the last bit, pounding on the door. “Do I look like I care?” He stated. “I don’t know. There’s a door in the way of your face,” I retorted. “And it’s going to stay that way and locked until your little lover boy arrives here and I tell him you’re not home. Or, you can tell him to not bother coming because you’ve changed your mind,” he rambled. “Get me the damn phone then,” I gave in.

I called my date and told him that I’m not very well and he should find someone else to take out, satisfying Izzy. “Happy, Cupid?” I sneered. “More than happy, Santa Claus,” he laughed. “How am I Santa?” I protested. “Look in the mirror,” he said. I stood up, looked at my reflection and say that I had a milk moustache and the cookie in my hand just added to it. “Oh,” I laughed, sitting back down on the sofa. We had a record playing in the back while we were playing poker -our only bets being food and truths - so far, I had won 2 rounds and Izzy had won 5. Not that I’m bad at poker!

Just as we were about to deal the cards for the next round, my favourite song on the record came on. “I love this song!” I exclaimed, jumping up from the sofa and started dancing around the living room. I spun around, jumped about and walked back over to Izzy. “Dance with me,” I said, holding my hand out to him. “No,” he simply replied. “Too bad, because I wasn’t asking,” I said, yanking him up off the sofa. I resumed dancing around and he just stared at me. I could feel his eyes watching me. “What?” I questioned. “You’re adorable,” he replied, walking over to me. He turned me to face him, placed his arms around my waist and I put my arms around his neck while we danced around together. “Jump,” he blurted. “What?” I said, confused. “Jump, I wanna hold you,” he stated simply. I jumped up and he put his arms just under my ass, holding me safely. He started spinning us around and jumping about, slightly mocking me. “Careful, you’re gonna drop me!” I laughed. “You’ll be fine,” he laughed back. I looked into his eyes and he stood still, looking back into my eyes. We both leaned in, our lips joining in a needy, passionate kiss. We both pulled away, being starved for air. “We just kissed,” I confirmed. “That we did. There’s a reason I didn’t want you to go on that date tonight, Y/n,” he said. “Because you want to kidnap me and murder me?” I joked. “Don’t be a mood killer, you little shit. But no, I wanted to ask you something,” he said. “Okay, ask away,” I smiled at him. “Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked, like it was the last thing he’d get to say. “I- Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend, you weirdo,” I smiled. We kissed again, and again, and again. “God, I’ve waited for this,” he smiled against my lips, carrying me over to the sofa. “Me too,” I replied.

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[gnrbitch]

Old Friends

SlashxY/n

Warnings: mentions overdosing, profanity

Angst!!!

Includes flashbacks

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1990

“NURSE!” Dr. Noel called to the girl, who was already rushing to his side. “Get me the narcan” He said as Y/n slammed it into his hand, looking at the doctor slam the needle into his body, he told Y/n to forcefully push down on his stomach, watching his heart rate start up again on the machine, they sighed in relief. Then…

The man on the table sat up as he puked all over his clothes. Y/n quickly grabbed one of the bowls and put it in front of him. “I’ll go get him a gown” Y/n said as she left the room. Walking away, she caught Dr. Noel tell the man “Good to have you back Mr….”

As Y/n walked back to the ER with the gown in her had, she stumbled upon Dr. Noel, “Y/n” he said, “We moved him to room 505, I want you to run an IV on him and keep this low profile, the guys famous” He said as she shook her head, working in a hospital in LA, she certainly has seen some big names come through that door.

“Hello?” She said as she walked into the man’s room, seeing him lay there in his puked covered clothes “I bought you something you can change into” she said handing the man his gown, “I’ll be back to start you on an IV Mr… Hudson” She said as she read the name Saul Hudson on his chart, quickly snapping her eyes back at him…

*****

1986

“Don’t you think it’s a bit hypocritical for a nurse to be smoking a cigarette” Slash said coming out of their bedroom, rubbing his eyes.

“You try studying the Drug Handbook and tell me how it goes” Y/n rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, walking over to the couch, he gave her a kiss “Yea yea, you know i’m only joking baby” he laughed, “I know” Y/n sighed, “I’m just so stressed” She said putting the book down, gesturing her boyfriend to sit next to her.

“Don’t be, you’re gonna be the best nurse ever.” he said pulling her to him, “You’re super smart, and you’ve got a big heart Y/n, we both know you can do this” Slash said as he looked into Y/n’s eyes, “I love you” she said kissing him.

“I love you more”

****

“Yea, thanks” he mumbled, taking it from her. Y/n shook her thoughts away “Do you need help?” she asked as the man shook his head, not looking at her. “Okay, i’ll be back in 2 minutes to start you on and IV.” she said as she watched him nod his head.

Walking out the room, Y/n let a deep breath out. Fucken Slash, she thought looking down at her watch. She hoped he wouldn’t recognize her, but at the same time she did.

****

1988, January

“What do you mean you can’t trust me?” Slash yelled through Y/n’s apartment “You think what? i’m gonna go out fucking other girls?” He said looking Y/n dead in the eye “Jesus fucken christ Slash! It’s not that!” She raised her voice, “I don’t fucken trust the fact that you’re gonna be sober!” She yelled back to him.

“Are we really back on that topic” He rolled his eyes “Yes! Yes we are because i don’t wanna get a fucken call telling me you’re dead!” She yelled

“Gosh you’re such a fucken nag Y/n! Always up my ass about that shit!” He said getting angrier, “How can I not Slash? You’ve overdosed countless fucken times! And i get you’re sober now, but what about when you’re on the road huh? You think you’ll be able to resist being around all of that shit?” She yelled back

“Just stop!” He yelled, loudly “Do you know how many girls i could have replace you?” he said, pointing at her “All those girls that won’t be such a fucken nag about everything!”

Y/n stood there silently, “Thats how you feel?” She said in a quiet, but angry tone. “Every time you’re up my ass yes, that’s exactly how i feel” He said crossing his arms

“Fine then. Go” she said getting angrier, “Go?” he scoffed, “Yes! Go! get the fuck out of here! Go out and get all those fucken girls” she raised her voice, sighing she mutedly said, “Cause at the end of the day Slash, they don’t give one tiny fucken fuck about you, but that’s what you want right? So get the fuck out of my apartment”

*****

Sighing, Y/n checked her watch to find the two minutes up, knocking, she entered the room.

“Hudson?” she said as she walked in to find the man sitting on the edge of the hospital bed.

“Can you lay back for me” she said to the man as she grabbed the IV and needle, “I’m going to put in your IV now, is that okay?” she said looking at Slash who nodded his head, laying down and only looking at the wall in front of him

“Okay” she sighed, trying to ignore the tension in the room, grabbing his arms, she could clearly see the small track marks on his arm.

Keeping professional, she ignored it and put in the IV.

“Okay, all done” she said as Slash looked down at his arm and back up at her, she gave him a small smile “It’s going to help with your withdraws, i’ll be back to check on you, alright?” she said looking at him.

About to leave, Slash called out, “Y/n”, she turned around to look at him “Yes?” she said politely, heart racing.

“Y/n im sorry” he said looking at her, voice shaky “Please” he whimpered out

“Slash” she said slowly walking up to him, he grabbed her hand and put it to his face, “Please” was all he said.

“It’s okay, Slash it’s okay.” She said trying to keep her composer

“Please don’t leave me” he said, clutching her hand.

“Okay okay I won’t, i’ll stay” She said, using her other hand to touch his face, “I’ll stay okay?” she sent him a solace smile.

That night, and all the other nights Slash was in the hospital, Y/n was there, whispering sweet words to Slash, running her hand through his hair and coming across all the other members, giving them a small hello.

And then he left.

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I’ve had so much writers block it’s crazy omg 😭

I kinda gave up on this towards the end sorry guys, but I hoped you enjoyed!! I’m trying to get back on the writing grind fr 😢

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[acestradlin-stars]

Taking photos (Ace x Izzy Stradlin and Nick x Slash Hudson) (both females)

(Fully in Ace’s pov)

Me, Nick, Izzy and Slash all went out to go hangout together. I ended up bringing my camera.

We were walking around looking at everything and talking, Izzy had his arm wrapped around my shoulder as we walked and Slash was practically hanging onto Nick because they were laughing at something.

“Guys I have an idea” I said

“What is it babe..?” Izzy spoke, lifting one of his eyebrows.

Nick and Slash stopped at looked at me

“What if we took some pictures, I kind of brought my camera for a reason” I said

“That's completely fine with me, what do you guys say?” Izzy said, turning around to look at Nick and Slash.

“I like that idea, good thinking of bringing your camera Ace” Nick said sounding excited

“Sure, that sounds pretty interesting,” Slash said.

I pulled my camera out of my bag and we started discussing photos to take, first a pic of me and Nick, we couldn't keep a straight face at all because we were both laughing at the camera as Slash took the pic.

Another photo we took was of Nick and Slash, Slash had Nick tightly held against him, Nick was a blushing mess, then they took another photo together, Slash was holding Nick up in his arms, now that one was really cute.

And me and Izzy took a couple photos together, one was where he had kneeling down while I wrapped my arms around his neck behind him, another one was where Nick got a really big close up of us having our noses pressed against each others, I was a blushing mess, (my personal favorite

Then me and Nick got Izzy and Slash to get some photos together (even though they've been in photos together many times)

“Okay guys come on..” I spoke pushing them around to the camera shot

Me and Nick went over behind the camera as I steadied it while Nick was just gazing at Slash so much non stop

“Are y'all mad or something..?” Nick said chuckling a little

“Izzy stop trying to be serious, we both know you wanna smile babe” I spoke in a loving way

“What the hell are you talking about?” Slash spoke as he lifted an eyebrow at Nick

“You've gotta be kidding me, not that look again” Nick spoke

“Please smile for me babe..” I spoke trying to get him to smile

Izzy sighed and looked at me lovingly “Anything for you beautiful..”

“Slash I mean it or no kisses or cuddles” Nick spoke kind of sounding annoyed in him

“Hmm.. nah you're still gonna have to give me cuddles and kisses either way babe” Slash spoke chuckling a little

I took the picture and looked over at Nick who was basically death staring Slash

Nick looked back at me “I swear I'm gonna hit him with a rolled up newspaper”

I chuckled as Nick said that to me “That would be hilarious”

Nick laughed as well “Oh look a rolled up newspaper, must me my lucky day”

We both laughed and I put my camera away back in its bag, I slung the bag strap over my shoulder as I walked over to Izzy “Izzy.. can I wear your vest..???”

He looked at me and chuckled “Of course sweetheart” He took the vest off that was draping over his white collared shirt and he draped it on my Bon Jovi “Slippery when wet” t-shirt.

As well for Nick she didn’t really ask slash for his Jean jacket she stole it while he was not looking and she said to him

“I'll Bring it back in a couple decades” She chuckled little bit while putting on the jacket

That was when Izzy was talking to Slash and me and Nick were giggling about it, Izzy said to Slash “Dude your jacket is missing”

“Huh- where the hell did it-” Slash looked over at me and Nick and saw his jean jacket on Nick, he signed and said to Izzy “Those are our girls”

Izzy leaned against the stone behind him “God I love Ace so much..”

Slash looked over at Izzy “You are so in love with her”

Izzy smiled and glanced at her, admiring her features “That's my girl right there”

“Shall we join our girlfriends Izzy.?” Slash spoke

“Absolutely” He stopped leaning against the brink and walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and hiding his face in the crook of my neck

I felt his arms wrap around me and I looked up at him and smiled, I spoke softly “Hey babe..”

Slash walked over to Nick and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, she said “Oh heyy Slash, i'm surprised you noticed that your jacket was gone”

Slash looked over at Nick, giving her that stare “Izzy was the one who pointed it out”

Nick glared at slash and said “Do not give that stare it’s not my fault Mr.pretty boy”

Slash looked at Nick and sighed before pulling Nick close to him “Just shush.. let me love you okay.?”

Nick was blushing like crazy and said to him “Fine fine”

I looked over at Nick and Slash “Ooooo”

“Shush..” Nick said giving me a death stare

I chuckled “Alright alright..” I felt Izzy's lips press against my neck and blush appeared on my cheeks

Of course Nick noticed a hickey on Ace neck and said “ACE YOU SLY FOX I SEE YOU”

“HUH- What are you talking-” I said as I looked down at my neck noticing the mark there I was completely embarrassed now as I felt Izzy chuckled against my neck

“Izzy.. whyyyy” I spoke to him in a hushed tone.

“Because I wanted to..” He said in a confident tone.

“Jackass”

“But you love me so you can't argue”

“Damn you”

“Love you too babe” He said pressing a kiss on my neck again

Nick looked at me and gave me a one eyebrow lift stare “Mmm girl you got some explaining to do”

“Nu uh, I do not, anyways should we get back home, the sun's starting to set”

“Ace is right, we should get back before it gets dark on us” Slash said.

Izzy lifted his head off of my neck and stood beside me again. “I heard it might rain”

“Well that's something you really should have mentioned earlier Iz”

“Sorry love, I just forgot because we've been so caught up in taking photos” Izzy spoke.

“Rain?” Nick said looking at ace with a stern look on her face knowing her hair will get frizzy up in the rain

“That means my hair will go flat and it won't be so fluffed up, but that also means my hair taking forever to dry, wonderful” I said with a small bit of sadness knowing that last part

“Oh Ace, it won't be that bad, once it dries it will be perfectly fine” Izzy said to me

“Yeah I know.. but still”

“Ace and Izzy y'all do realize me and Slash’s hair is not for rain especially Slash’s hair besides he always looks like a wet dog when his hair is wet, no offense Slash” Nick signed while looking at Ace and Izzy

“Well we all have our personal problems with our hair when rain hits it” I said sighing

“Alright let’s quit the yapping and get going before it really pours on us” Slash said quickly, already starting to move Nick along.

“Watch the hair watch the hair do not touch it I love you and all but don’t touch it especially when it’s gonna rain” Nick said to Slash while giving him a stern look

“Calm down Nick” Slash chuckled softly while still moving her along

“Well we better catch up to them before they leave us in the rain Iz” I said, grabbing his hand as we caught up with Nick and Slash.

“Jesus Christ guys wait up” Izzy said

“I’m calm I’m very calm right now at this very moment of course but me and rain do not get along at all you know that” Nick sighed again knowing she was gonna get wet from the rain

As we all started walking home I felt a small drip of water hit my nose, I looked up at the sky and it got really dark and gloomy. “Shit, guys I just felt a drop”

“Please tell me you is joking Ace” Nick looked at her with a concerned look on her face

“I wish I was” I looked back up at the sky, feeling more rain drops “Fuck.. Nick, are you good at running..?”

“my hair my fucking hair is gonna be damn ruined by this damn rain” Nick said with annoyance

“Well we better get our asses going then huh.?” “Slash said raising his eyebrows

“Look at you pretty boy your hair is fine but look at my hair my hair is getting soaked damnit” Nick said while rolling her eyes

“Do you wanna keep standing here or do you wanna get going.?” Slash said

“I don't know about y'all but I'm getting my ass out of here” Izzy said, grabbing onto my hand and taking me with him as we ran through the rain.

“Let’s get going but Slash this conversation is not over and I mean it” She said giving him a death stare

“Fine” Slash said grabbing Nick's hand and they started running to go catch up with Ace and Izzy

Then they all eventually ended up getting back home where it was cozy and warm.

Part 1 Complete

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[gnrswife]

posting my first one-shot tomorrow abt izzy stradlin xfem!reader

its smut and i hope yall like it , it was my first time writing

And can yall tell me if yall want smut,fluff or angst with anyone and ill try my best to write it

byee xoxo

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