"PENIS! PENIS! PENIS!" I Scream Into The Mirror With The Lights Off. I Turn The Lights Back On And I

"PENIS! PENIS! PENIS!" I scream into the mirror with the lights off. I turn the lights back on and I see that I am surrounded by all my rockstar crushes.

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3 months ago

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requested! not amazing at writing vampire stuff but i did my best lol

☾axl’s always been hungry for you—but tonight, it’s something deeper, darker. and he’s not holding back☽

☾warnings: nsfw (knife play, blood kink, biting, dominance/submission, restraint, power play, rough sex, teasing, degradation/praise, slight pain kink), vampire themes (blood drinking, supernatural strength), general intensity☽

āŽāŗĖ³āœ§ą¼šguns and roses masterlist

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the candlelight flickers, casting deep shadows against the walls as axl circles you, eyes dark with hunger. he looks otherworldly in the dim glow—his red hair spilling over his shoulders, his pupils blown wide, fangs just barely visible behind parted lips.

"you know what i love most about you?" he murmurs, voice thick with something dangerous. his fingers trail up your arm, featherlight, before curling around your wrist in a slow, deliberate grip.

you shiver, anticipation curling in your stomach. "what’s that?"

he grins, sharp and predatory. "how fucking good you look in red."

before you can respond, he brings a gleaming knife up to your skin, the cold steel kissing the side of your throat. your breath hitches. the blade doesn't cut—not yet—but the threat lingers, making your pulse hammer against your ribs.

axl hums, watching your reaction like a cat toying with its prey. "so fragile," he murmurs, pressing the flat of the blade against your collarbone, dragging it down slowly. "so warm. i can smell your heartbeat."

his free hand grips your chin, tilting your head just enough to expose the soft, vulnerable skin of your neck. his breath is cool against your throat, sending a shudder down your spine.

"axl," you whisper, but it's not a protest. it's a plea.

his smirk deepens. "you want it, don’t you?"

you don’t answer—not with words. instead, you let your head loll back, baring yourself to him, offering.

that’s all it takes.

he growls low in his throat, a sound vibrating with possession and need, before the knife finally bites—just enough to let a thin, crimson line bead along your skin. his tongue is on you in an instant, warm and wet, lapping up the blood with a deep, satisfied moan.

"fuck," he groans, eyes fluttering shut. "you taste divine."

his control is slipping—you can feel it. his grip tightens, his body pressing against yours, pinning you beneath him as he lets the hunger take over.

his lips crash against yours, stained red, and you taste yourself on his tongue. he kisses you deep, claiming, his hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise.

"mine," he growls against your mouth. "every inch of you."

you whimper, arching into him as he pushes you down, the knife now abandoned in favor of his fingers tearing at your clothes.

"gonna fuck you 'til you're shaking," he mutters, voice dripping with sin. "gonna have you screaming my name—" he leans in, lips brushing the fresh mark on your neck. "—and begging me to drink from you again."

he doesn’t wait for permission. he already knows the answer.

axl’s hands are everywhere at once—pinning your wrists above your head, sliding over your body like he owns it (because he does), nails digging in just enough to sting. he’s strong enough to hold you down with just one hand, but that’s not enough for him. he wants you to struggle.

ā€œyou’re so fuckin’ weak,ā€ he mutters against your throat, voice thick with condescension and something darker. his fingers tighten around your wrists. ā€œnot a damn thing you can do to stop me, huh?ā€

you shiver beneath him, your breath coming out in soft, needy gasps.

ā€œno,ā€ you whisper, and it’s all the permission he needs.

his free hand trails down your body, teasing, toying with you as his lips brush over the fresh, thin cut along your throat. he hums, licking at the wound slowly, savoring the taste like a fine wine.

ā€œfuck, i love this,ā€ he groans, sucking at the wound hard enough to leave a mark. ā€œlove the way you taste. could drink from you all fuckin’ night.ā€

you whimper, bucking your hips up against him, desperate for any kind of friction.

he chuckles darkly. ā€œso needy,ā€ he muses, sliding his hand between your thighs. he barely grazes your heat, fingertips just ghosting over you. ā€œyou like when i take my time, huh? like bein’ teased?ā€

ā€œno,ā€ you pant, but he just smirks.

ā€œliar.ā€

he finally—finally—slides his fingers against you, pressing just enough to make you squirm. you’re already soaked, and he groans at the realization, his fangs grazing your pulse point.

ā€œall this for me?ā€ he taunts, slipping one finger inside you, then another, stretching you slowly. ā€œsuch a good fuckin’ pet for me. always so ready.ā€

you moan, tugging at his grip, but he holds you firm, pushing his fingers deeper, curling them just right.

ā€œthat’s it,ā€ he coaxes, lips tracing over your jaw. ā€œlet me hear you, baby.ā€

he pumps his fingers in and out of you, slow and purposeful, drawing out every little sound he can. but it’s not enough. you know it, he knows it.

you whine his name, rocking your hips against his hand, and axl just grins.

ā€œso greedy,ā€ he murmurs. ā€œyou want more?ā€

ā€œyes,ā€ you plead.

his smirk darkens. ā€œthen fuckin’ take it.ā€

he pulls his fingers from you and replaces them with something much, much better. he presses into you in one slow, deep thrust, knocking the breath from your lungs.

ā€œfuck,ā€ he growls, dropping his head against your neck as he bottoms out. ā€œso tight. you take me so fuckin’ well.ā€

he doesn’t move at first—just lets you feel all of him, lets you squirm against his hold, desperate for more. and then, without warning, he snaps his hips forward, setting a brutal, punishing rhythm.

you cry out, body jolting with every thrust, but axl doesn’t ease up. he fucks you like he’s trying to ruin you, like he’s trying to carve himself into you from the inside out.

his grip on your wrists tightens as he growls, ā€œwho do you belong to, huh?ā€

ā€œy-you,ā€ you stammer.

he snarls, sinking his fangs into your throat as he thrusts even deeper. the sharp sting mixes with the overwhelming pleasure, sending white-hot heat coursing through your veins.

ā€œgood fuckin’ pet,ā€ he praises, licking over the fresh bite. ā€œso perfect for me. so fuckin’ mine.ā€

his hand snakes between your bodies, fingers rubbing tight, desperate circles against your clit. you’re close—so fucking close—and he knows it.

ā€œcome for me,ā€ he commands, voice rough, desperate. ā€œlet me feel it.ā€

and you do. you shatter beneath him, your entire body tensing as pleasure crashes over you like a tidal wave.

but axl’s not done.

he keeps thrusting, fucking you through it, dragging out every little tremor and gasp until you’re begging him for mercy.

ā€œtoo much,ā€ you whimper.

he just laughs, his breath hot against your skin. ā€œnah, baby. you can take it.ā€

and he doesn’t stop—not until he’s spilling inside you with a low, guttural moan, his fangs sinking into your shoulder one last time as he rides out his own high.

when he finally collapses against you, both of you trembling, he presses lazy kisses to your neck, nipping at the bruises he’s left behind.

ā€œtold you,ā€ he murmurs against your skin. ā€œyou look so good in red.ā€

4 months ago

Touch me!

Touch Me!

Axl rose x reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 630

Warnings: Smut. Minors dni

Touch Me!

You reached your body back, rubbing your ass against Axl's body who was only wearing his red underwear, you had no idea what time it was, you guys were in bed and you couldn't sleep since you couldn't control how horny you were. If Axl hadn't been lying next to you, your own fingers would already be inside you, but he was there, and you wanted to feel him inside you, your body was screaming for him.

You tried to ignore it but you couldn't, you just got more and more turned on, your hormones were driving you crazy.

You spread your legs and touched your panties, unable to stop yourself from moaning Axl's name to wake him up when you realized how wet you were. He woke up, looking at you confused and sitting up in bed, looking incredibly handsome with his red hair messed up and his chest bared.

- What the fuck Y/n do you know what time it is?

You didn't care, you couldn't even care, you could feel your blood bubbling in your veins, you just wanted to jump on him and ride his cock until he filled you.

- Axl please - you whimpered like a child crying for candy.

- Please what?

He wasn't getting it. You crawled over to him feeling your legs go weak, your wet pussy begging for some attention.

- Please fuck me, I need you - you moaned as soon as your lips touched his. - Now.

It took him a few seconds to realize that you were serious, you put yourself on his lap, fitting your pussy right on top of his underwear so you could feel his cock grow under you.

- i'm so needy of you - you said and kissed his neck, moving your waist on top of him.

- Fuck, I see that - he said, his voice even thicker than usual, everything about him just seeming to turn you on even more.

You took off your blouse, leaving your breasts samples and leaving only your panties, which you couldn't wait to take off.

- Come here.

Axl said, holding you and laying you down on the bed, touching his dick through his underwear before taking them off. He touched you through your panties, making you moan and whimper again.

- Damn you're not even kidding.

You chuckled, licking your lips in excitement looking at Axl's hard cock so close to fucking you. His hand went to your neck and you rolled your eyes as his other hand put your panties aside and positioned the head of his dick at your entrance.

Axl moaned along with you as his cock slid easily inside you, pleasure filling every part of your body. He didn't start slowly, he knew exactly how you liked it, especially on nights like this, you brought your hands up to his back as his waist moved quickly.

His hand tightened around your neck as he went harder inside you, hitting all the right places.

- Tell me what you want princess

He said, dropping his hand from your neck but only to smack it in your face.

- I want you - your voice cracking as you spoke - I want you to fill me with your cum.

He smiled and was even stronger, making you scream and rub your clit getting close to your climax.

- Axl please, i want to feel full, come inside me, Please..

You grunted as your walls tightened around his cock but you didn't stop rubbing your fingers on your clitoris.

- Cum with me honey mmm? I will fill you up.

You nodded and Axl braced his arm on the headboard as you finally felt fully filled by him. You came seconds later, with his cock still inside you, making sure not one drop of his semen fell outside of you.

5 months ago
About I Saw Today Slash And Duff

About I saw today Slash and Duff

6 months ago

"guys I do not condone any of this in real life" "this is fiction" "consent is key. this is only fiction" "murder is bad irl" — I wish fanfic authors didn't feel like they had to clarify this in author's notes or else they might be accused of being abusers or worse (I admit that such disclaimers are also something I personally use for my own stuff because I feel like I had to make it clear). like... people used to not care if an author wrote dead dove fics because people used to understand that ao3 fics are not a reflection of someone's in real life views or morality in any way. people used to understand that fanfics mean what they mean; fan fiction. none of it is real. maybe it's purity culture that normalizes witch hunt and censorship in the past couple years, and therefore authors feel like they have to clarify that just because they write about violence or noncon stuff doesn't mean they're murderers or sex offenders in real life. and I think it sucks that these things (purity and cancel culture?) have made authors feel like they have to apologize for the art they created instead of being proud of their hard work and all the dedication they put into creating these art. artists should not have to feel like they have to apologize for creating art that isn't all rainbow and sunshine. artists should not have to be made to feel ashamed of their own art if it's not all rainbow and sunshine.

I don’t agree with the ā€œyou can write noncon and dark fics as long as you make sure your readers get the message that these things are badā€ or ā€œyou can write noncon and dark fics if it’s your way of coping with your traumaā€ take either. because writers do not owe you anything. the message writers want to send to their readers — whatever that message may be, if there’s any message or moral of the story for readers to take from the stories at all — is none of your business. why writers write what they write is none of your business. remember ā€œdon’t like don’t readā€. no one forces you to read anything you don’t like. dark and noncon fics are a form of creative writing and creative writing is a form of art. you can’t pressure artists into creating art that ā€œfit your moral compassā€ nor can you apply your own moral compass to artists to determine if they can create dark art or not, if their reasoning behind creating dark art passes your moral compass. like… what artists create and why artists create are none of your business. and you don’t get to shame artists for creating art that you hate / art that disgusts you. what you can do is ignore the art because it clearly was not made for you and that’s okay. what isn’t okay is you harassing artists because you don’t like the things they created.

writers, embrace and be proud of your works. as long as all the trigger warnings are tagged properly, you have nothing to apologize for.

5 months ago

(guns n’ roses on the headbangers ball, oct 24 1987)

this clip is so funny šŸ’€šŸ’€šŸ’€

5 months ago

i think it is a very powerful thing when the story inside you is so loud that you are forced to relearn how to draw, write, and talk to people to get it made into a real thing

5 months ago
I'll Just Leave This Here

I'll just leave this here

4 months ago
He Is Literally Signing Away Years Of Progress, Soon Enough The Civil Rights Acts Will Probably Be Gone

he is literally signing away years of progress, soon enough the civil rights acts will probably be gone too

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