I Hate I Hate I HATE Being A Switch Bc I Could Be Domming And Then They Could Say Something Remotely

I’ve just squirted everywhere

One Plane Ride Later (Duff McKagan x Reader)

Pairing: modern!Duff x reader

Words: 1546

Request: @anygnr​ : “Hi i love your writing and I would like to ask for one with Duff McKagan at the current age, anything you want, sorry for the bad english❤”

Summary: Sitting next to Duff on a plane by chance and talking music :) Thanks for the request and patience, love!

Taglist: @ubernoxa​ @the–blackdahlia​ @reigns420​ @stradlin-cold-heartbreaker​ @rumoured-whispers​ @born-to-lose​ @lost-in-the-80s​ @teasid​ @petals-and-bullets​ @ginny-rose-sixx

This was the second time you had subtly done your best to readjust in your seat without bothering the man next to you. Of course, that proved to be extremely difficult on an airplane.

You made the mistake of glancing over at him to check and make sure he didn’t have an expression of annoyance on his face—that was the last thing you wanted from this man. Your heart jolted; he was already looking right at you.

Oh god! You thought, giving a sheepish smile as you quickly averted your eyes. You felt yourself begin to sweat despite the personal air conditioning blowing onto your face from above.

“Everything alright?” Now, the man was speaking. His voice sounded exactly the same as the million times you had heard it before, only this time it wasn’t on some interview clip or a song. No, he was speaking to you.

“Huh—oh, yeah!” You replied quickly. His eyes lingered on you, polite and open to conversation and you felt the need to explain yourself. “I, uh, just can’t find my headphones. For the flight.”

“Oh. Bummer.” He replied, before he glanced down at his lap. “Well, hey, we can both share mine.”

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I was wondering if you could do a headcannon of being the only women in Mötley cruë and how the boys would act with you.

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warnings — none.

a/n — i love writing soft shit about the craziest bastards ever <3 anyways, just a reminder that i don’t write pregnancy content nor hardcore smut. if you guys want to see who i’m writing for, what i write about, etc. PLEASE check my pinned post which explains everything. 💋💋 lemme know what you wanna see me post.

+ starting with the obvious… FLIRTING WITH ALL YOUR FRIENDS, FLIRTING WITH YOUR MOM, FLIRTING WITH YOU (and your fucking grandma let’s bffr).

+ you def have to check who they’re hooking up with when they’re too high to make sure they don’t accidentally fuck a hooker and have to pay $400.

+ they didn’t respect you at first to be honest. not in a non-feminism way but in a ‘ooh you have boobs, me likey’ way.

+ but then you gain their respect prettyyyy quickly…

+ “y/n please flash us, it’ll be a good show if you do!!!” 🙏🙏

+ you’re pretty much one of the dudes by the end of the first show, being their mom on tour and making sure they don’t die

+ making a bet that you’ll hook up with one of them if they can just pick who. and after a day of thought, they all continuously argue about it. and tommy thinks he’ll win (he doesn’t).

+ having a little fling with a gnr member… resulting in vince threatening him anddd the rest of the guys beat him up if he even looks at you the wrong way.

+ they’re SO protective over you. even if they’re drunker than hell, they’ll snap out of immediately for you.

+ they def call you their crush in interviews.

+ very flirty with you (yes i had to mention this again, so you understand the severity).

+ overall just being best fucking friends.

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waist coat gee moodboard!<33

look at him,he’s itching his nose

if you still accepting requests, i can ask a duff or steven (headcannons or one shot) with a reader that's guitarrist of a punk rock/hard rock band?

Duff mckagan with a rockstar girlfriend

A/n- okay so i really hope this is okay for you my lovely, please give me your honest feedback, it helps! And please request, everybody🫶🏼‼️

I am not ignoring your requests- I am working on them🫶🏼

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Loves your aesthetic and the way you present yourself

Walks around your apartment in your bands merch

Gets pissy because you can do eyeliner better than he can

Kisses you stupid when you get off stage

Brags to people about you- “my girlfriend is in that band, isn’t she awesome?”

You paint his nails sometimes

You also dye his hair for him when he needs it redoing

Listens to your music on repeat when you’re not around

If you have dyed hair, he will be mesmerised by the way it glimmers in different lights

He will also suggest the next colour you get

Sneakily watches you practice your instrument when you think he isn’t around

Loves loves loves your bold makeup, but loves it even more when he’s the one that has it running down your face

Isn’t a massive PDA person, but if men are staring at you, he will have a hand round your waist in seconds

Traces your tattoos with his fingers

Definitely has a picture of you in his wallet

Secretly searches you up, just to see all the pictures he hasn’t seen of you before

Finds the way you play mesmerising

After you get off stage, he is always waiting for you to give you a hug and a messy kiss

When he goes on tour, he wants to take you with him, and he gives you the most sad looking puppy eyes when you tell him you can’t because you have to stay and practice with your band

And when you go on tour, he counts down the days till he sees you again

Buys you jewellery that he thinks you would like

Brings you flowers after the first time you guys went big

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Thank you so much for all the love on this blog!! 🫶🏼

You shld write the sluttiest switch slash fic for my birthday!! 😁

-🌺

A/n: Hope this is good enough for you pookie

Warnings: Smut, use of toys, Slash rides reader, submissive Slash, mommy kink, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

"Just put it in!" Slash growled, he'd been hinting at it for about a month now but you hadn't expected him to go out and buy a strap for you, or a dildo he was comfortable with.

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not going fast enough for you, Slash, I've never been on this end of it!" You bit back, holding his hips -resting your hands on his hips, you weren't doing much holding.

He was on his knees in front of you, facing the end of the bed where he'd set up a mirror. This whole thing was his idea, he'd gotten everything set up, the mirror, the toys, he'd even prepped himself while you were at work. Now we was all ready for you and wiggling his hips in anticipation, looking back at you with a less than enthused look.

"It's the same as riding me, isn't it?" He asked, voice all raspy. Slash was very patient but he just looked so annoyed at your innocents to this. You huffed and pushed the tip of the silicone to his pulsing hole.

Slash let out a heavy sigh, getting some satisfaction finally. You moved slow at first, figuring he'd still need some easing into it since he hadn't used the toy before, just his fingers. You only agreed to this when you caught him fingering himself when he thought you were out grocery shopping.

He was on his stomach, reaching back and pumping his fingers in and out desperately chasing a high that was constantly chasing him. He'd been in tears when you got on the bed, begging for you to help him cum because he just couldn't do it.

You pushed the last inch in, a strangled whine left him. You looked to the mirror and saw him eyeing himself, a few tears rolling down his cheeks already. "Never had something this deep in you before, huh?" You asked, rubbing his ass soothingly. He shook his heads, at the lack of response you raised your hand and brought it down on the soft flesh. "Words, mutt."

His breathing was heavy, his face half buried in a pillow. He lifted himself slightly to speak. "Never-never been this full before." He muttered, voice slightly shaky.

You smiled down at him, rubbing the stinging spot you'd hit. "Good boy... that's what I thought, why you wanted this so bad, huh?" You started rolling your hips into him, fucking him nice and slow.

"Ngh-! Oh god, yes, wanted mommy to fuck me so good." You hadn't realized how quickly you'd fall into this role but it was fun. You started moving your hips faster, getting higher whines from him until he gasped and his body tensed.

A smirk spread over your face. "Right there?" You asked, hitting that same spot again.

Slash nodded desperately. "Yes! Yes, right there, mommy, right there." He babbled, pushing his ass back into you. You gave him another smack and he moaned but stayed still, loving every second of your dominant side. "Fuck, go faster." He asked, so small you decided to agree, moving faster, snapping your hips at that same angle repeatedly.

His body bounced up and down the bed, with every thrust, his noises getting louder as he got closer. His eyes were locked on himself in the mirror, the way his face contorted in pleasure, his lips parting in lewd moans. He was shaky but he managed to hold himself up, watching his hard dick sway pathetically with your rough pace.

He watched his stomach closely, looking for the bulge he always made in your stomach but he couldn't see it, even when he placed a hand over his stomach he could barely feel the toy. He knew it wasn't very big, he wasn't very experienced with this so he wanted something easy, but it was disappointing.

You leaned forward, pulling his hair out of his face and turning his head to look at you. "Don't worry, one day you'll know what it feels like to be really full." You mused. He didn't look too impressed.

He pushed you off of him, muffling the whine he let out when the toy freed itself from him. Slash was still bigger than you and had no issues moving you how he pleased. He flipped you onto your back and lined himself up with the toy before sinking down on it, tight ass swallowing it whole.

Your brows were raised the whole time, eyes widened slightly as he started riding you. It took him a minute to figure it out but watching his jaw drop as he got himself off was your new favourite sight. You could feel your own gut tightening, a heat spreading through you as he gripped the sheets, cock tapping your abdomen every few seconds.

"You look so cute like this." You muttered, watching him closely. A soft blush spread from his face down his chest, the curly bush creeping up his stomach, the slight curve of his cock as he leaked and pulsed painfully.

"Mh-! Please-please, mommy... can I- can I cum? Please, mommy, it hurts." He begged, tears still rolling down his cheeks. He swallowed thickly, momentarily choking back his moans. His legs were starting to burn, thighs aching but he didn't stop, he was so close to finally getting what he wanted, after all this time.

You smiled, still eyeing his leaking cock. "Yes, you can cum, but you have to clean it up after." He tuned out the rest of what you said, a yes was all he needed. He slammed himself down on you, on the toy, silent moans leaving him as he threw his head back, jaw falling slack as ropes of cum shot over your stomach, some making it to your chest.

It took him a minute to cum down from it, his eyes rolled back into his head and his breathing ragged. He tried lifting himself off the toy but even that was a lot for him. His legs hurt and he was tired, he dropped himself again and his eyes shot open, his cock twitching to life again.

Your smile just spread further across your face. "We are definitely getting more toys for you." You assured, rolling your hips up into him again.

YES LIKE WHY YOU HAVE TO BE NICE AND THEN SO MEAN W MY MOM CMON

i hate having a love-hate relationship with my dad like why are you transphobic yet have amazing music taste stop