As A Writer, The Only Exercise I Will Wholeheartedly Recommend Is To Write Fanfiction. I Refuse To Recommend

“My child is completely fine” your child wants to get their back blown by a 60+ year old man with a former addiction problem

people will see a fandom thing and be like "why isn't this a fanfic" "why is there no fanfic about this" my brother in christ, because you're not writing it

『𝐆𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚』 🎼 ❽⓿'🅢

𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖉

w! 🔞 izzy fic

★ izzy fingers you in his leather gloves before a show

it was a little before showtime, izzy was getting ready in the mirror, pacing the room a little. it was a sold out stadium, 4th day of tour.

izzy let you join him for touring as you had nowhere else to be. you too were a musician yourself, nothing was keeping you held up tho. you had free time.

as he swept at his hair in the mirror, you started to get a little antsy sitting on the croaky couch of the dressing room. he had been teasing you the whole bus ride but hadn't indulged in anything, it made you crazy.

you couldn't help but let out a little huff as you watched him act as if you weren't even in the room. he finally looked over to you through the mirror.

you rolled your eyes, he couldn't even be bothered to fully turn around? fuck.

"what's the matter baby?" he'd ask flatly, tightening some raggedy scarf he wore around his neck as part of his stage look. his hands were held in leather ruby gloves.

"stop playing dumb iz..." you almost whined, fed up with how he's just left you with nothing. you never expected constant pleasure or anything- it was the fact that he did all of that on the bus just to leave you wanting more.

he hid a slight coy smile as he looked down to the dresser, then turning heel to look at you.

"what do you want babe? we gotta be on in-" he'd look at his watch "20 minutes." he said, still keeping up the act. it's as if he found pleasure from making you wait the very last minute.

"i just want something... anything at this point." you responded, laying your head back against the beat up couch.

izzy steps closer, kneeling inbetween your legs on the ground. well finally!

you look down at him as one of his leather clad hands trails your inner thigh and the other holds your knee, pushing your legs apart more. you were in a dress so it wasn't so hard.

you watched in anticipation, secretly hoping he would keep those gloves on.

his left hand goes even further, thumbing at your sweet spot through your underwear. at that, you let out a little breath. you'd been waiting for hours.

at your reaction, he takes back his hand and his right hand goes to pull the bottom of his glove up but-

"no! keep them on..." you said almost instantly, tone a little demanding from your desperation.

he raised his eyebrows, a little impressed with your preferences. he put his left hand back where it was and you sighed contently.

his hands pull down your panties and caress your thighs a little, kneading them before a leather finger is teasing at your cIit, rubbing gently. you moan softly, he knows your body well. it feels even better with the cold leather glove he has on.

the finger slowly turns into 2 as they thrust into you gently. your hips quiver and shake, explicit sounds leaving your voice box as you experience this.

he fingers you to climax, his glove now covered in you. as you finish, a voice calls out "5 minutes boys!"

he gently rubs you through your orgasm, ignoring the call. you catch your breath, head against the couch as he gets up at the last call.

"i'll be back good girl..." he murmured with his sleazy smirk, gloves still on. you barely gave him a goodbye as he left out of the doors, walking the hall to the stage.

to play his guitar on stage, he had to take off his gloves. he gave the 2 fingers on his left hand a little lick before tossing them off to the side of the stage, grabbing his guitar to play his music with the others.

Pretty titty

A/n: I saw a video of Slash’s titties bouncing and I died so have this, support men with titties bc they’re hot ☺️

Warnings: smut, man titties, belly riding?, idk I’m tired if you think I missed something let me know otherwise enjoy!

Slash had been away on your and you were lonely but he was finally coming home! You couldn’t keep him off of your mind so you did what you always would do and started watching clips of him from the tour.

One video in particular caught your attention.

It wasn’t anything too big, he was just running across the stage. However, he didn’t have a shirt on and you couldn’t tear your gaze away from his titties as they bounced. Mesmerizing.

He got home and you welcomed him as you always did, ignoring the growing wetness between your legs until it was finally time to crawl into bed.

Slash was not one for pyjamas and he’d been sleeping in his day clothes for the past few weeks so obviously he stripped the first chance he got, splaying out over the bed with a groan.

You crawled onto the bed with him, sitting up beside him and rubbing your hand over his chest. “Body hurting?” You asked in a soft, caring voice. Slash nodded, keeping his eyes closed as he did.

Effervescent. From his pretty chest to the fluff under his arms, you were drooling.

“Go on,” Slash said, still not looking at you, “do whatever, I know you’ve been waiting.” You smiled and crawled over him, setting yourself down on his stomach. You’d decided to match Slash and we’re naked on top of him.

You wiggled your hips, gasping softly at the feeling. Finally Slash opened his eyes. “What’re you doing?” You stared down at his chest, taking his tits in your hands.

“You said, and I quote, ‘do whatever’,” you gave his chest a small squeeze, “I’m just following orders.” Slash groaned and closed his eyes again.

“Alright, horny… whore…” He mumbled. You giggled and kept grinding yourself on his stomach. Slash chuckled occasionally, he’d never had someone do this to him before. Plus it was usually him groping other peoples tits, he’d never been on the receiving end. He didn’t hate it, but it might have just been that he loves you.

Also he got to watch your own tits bounce. He could hear your moans, how good he made you feel and he didn’t even have to do anything.

“Fah-fuck, you’re so fucking pretty.” You whined, speeding up your movements. Your hands roamed his body, groping, teasing every inch of him. You leaned down and started kissing on his chest, sucking on his nipples. God, you were close.

Your mind wandered and you ended up biting him, causing him to slap your ass. “The fucks wrong with you?” You couldn’t respond, your body was shaking from the waves pleasure rocking through you. Your eyes rolled back and your body twitching as you came.

Slash waited until you rolled off of him, though he hadn’t expected you to shove your nose in his armpit, poking your tongue out for some kitten licks. “Didn’t know you were so fucking weird.” He mumbled, shifting his arm to give you better access to him. “Maybe I’m weird if I think you look hot doing it.”

Axl Rose & Stephanie Seymour, 1992

Dezi (Desi) was Izzy’s jailbait girlfriend in ‘84-‘85 and probably early ‘86 (rumours are that Geffen who were considering signing GnR weren’t happy that she was under 18).

She worked on Sunset Strip as an exotic dancer and choreographer and would dance on stage with GnR usually when they played a cover of The Stones’ classic Jumpin’ Jack Flash.

Phone call

Duff Mckagan x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 475

Requested by @beebemarie : I really loved Phone Call w/ Slash...any chance you'd want to do something similar with Duff?

Warnings: Smut. Minors Dni.

- Hey babe!

- Hi darling... Aren't you in the tour bus?

You tried to disguise your breathy voice while talking to Duff on the phone but you couldn't hide it as well as you had planned.

- Yeah! but I missed you, what are ya doing?

You bit your lip hard before answering him. Why did his voice have to be so fucking hot?

- I missed you too Duffy... a lot...

You closed your eyes tightly when you realized that you weren't even trying to hide what you were doing to him anymore, but on the contrary, you wanted him to know. Duff was silent probably waiting for you to answer his question.

- I wouldn't have to tell you if you were here.

You ventured to say, slipping two fingers inside your soaking pussy as you got more and more turned on just by hearing his breath through the call.

- You know I need to do this, I'll be back next week. - he said, his voice a little firmer than usual, as if he was serious.

- I can't stand it that long... - you let out an uncontrollable moan before finishing the sentence. - Without you...

The call was silent for a few seconds, you thought maybe this wasn't a good idea since the rest of the entire band was on the tour bus with him.

- Are you touching yourself? - His voice was low, soft, almost like an affirmation, he let out a sigh right after his question.

- Do you want me to?

You desperately rubbed your clit while fingering your own pussy, but you stopped before you came, just to hear what Duff would say to you.

- Oh fuck. — was all he said, and then he said a hurried "wait". You heard the sound of a door closing. The bus toilet.

- Tell me what you're thinking. - Duff said, his breathing heavy.

An automatic smile played on your lips, your pussy juice running down your thighs and wetting the sheets. Fuck.

- I'm thinking about my favorite blond boy, and how much I miss his big cock inside me.

A low moan escaped Duff's lips and you had to control yourself not to come right there.

- I shouldn't be doing this. — he said.

- How hard are you? - you asked, teasing your sensitive pussy and circling your entrance before fingering yourself again.

Duff sighed.

- I'm hard as fuck.

You smiled at his answer, finally allowing yourself to slide two fingers inside your soaking pussy.

- It's getting in so easy, I'm so wet Duffy

You were fully aware of the situation Duff was in, but the thought of him secretly cumming because of you made your toes curl up and a shock ripple through every inch of your body.

You knew Duff came seconds after you did when his low dirty talk turned into nothing but swearing and babbling.

- Shit. - he said.

I'll just leave this here