“You Don’t Really Hate Me”
Axl Rose x reader
90s Axl
Warning: some smut
y/b/n = your bands name
You were exhausted literally two days ago you had finally made it home to your apartment after touring for what felt like eternity. You and your band had been on tour with Guns N’ Roses and Metallica. It was one of the greatest and worst experiences of your life. You had planned on spending this whole week recovering and sleeping alone in your apartment but your manager had scheduled lots of press for after the tour. So here you sat half awake in a stupid MTV interview answering question after question. They were all boring questions too the same old same old what’s it like being the lead singer? Was it hard to be the only female singer on tour? Did you enjoy it? And blah blah blah.
“So what did you think of that Axl Rose guy is he a jerk like they say?” The interviewer asked. Shit you thought yes he was he really was. Well to clarify to you Axl was. You had seen Axl be perfectly nice to other people on tour including your other band mates but you he was always a real dick to you. He would make rude comments about you and he would talk to your lead guitarist instead of you. He was always late to shows which messed up when you would preform and one time you went backstage to confront him only to find him eating out some stupid groupie. Damn did that guy piss you off. “Y/n you didn’t respond did you hear me?” The interviewer asked. You didn’t realize you spaced out thinking about how much you hated that guy. “Sorry sorry um” “We just well hes kinda a dick” you said. The interviewer seemed very intrigued now. “Really care to elaborate” the interviewer said grinning. “Well Axls got a huge ego, he was very rude to me, and he’s dramatic that’s all .” You said smirking. “I guess the rumors are true than” the interviewer said. “Yeah something like that” you said. You could tell the interviewer wanted more drama but you were so over doing press. Finally the interview ended and you decided you needed a drink so you made your way to the bar.
Axls POV:
I’m finally done with touring for now I need a day to fucking relax. I was channel surfing when I landed on MTV. And there she was that girl from y/b/n she had been a real bitch to me the whole tour. “So what do you think of that Axl Rose guy?” The interviewer on the tv asked. This made my ears peek up. And sure enough she dragged my name threw the mud what a pussy I know why she doesn’t like me, and I don’t like her that’s just how it was the whole tour. Her interview ended with that I was done with tv I needed a drink.
~time skip~
You sat at the bar counter taking shots and trying to unwind. It had been working so far and no one recognized you so you were enjoying yourself. Then that’s when he came in. He was wearing a t shirt and some basketball shorts and sunglasses covered his eyes. But you knew. You knew it was him he took a seat farther down on the counter away from you. You wanted to leave the last thing you needed today was confrontation with Axl. You waited until the bar got a little busier and now more people were standing around. You made a break for it and kept your head low. Then you ran into someone. “Sorry” the voice said. You knew that husky voice it was Axls “it’s fine” you said trying to get away before he realized it was you. “Hey wait a damn minute” Axls voice said. Then a hand grabbed your arm pulling you back in front of Axl. “You really thought I’d let you get away with saying all that shit about me sweetheart?” Axl said in a very snooty voice. “Shut up Axl” you said trying to walk away. He stuck his arm out. “No,no sweetie if you’ve got something to say about me say it my face” Axl said smirking. “Fine your a dick” you said crossing your arms and looking him dead in the eye.
Axls POV:
I really didn’t expect y/n to say that to me I thought she’d chicken out. But now I didn’t know what to do. I was half pissed and half turned on to be honest. I was also a little drunk but messing with y/n was one of my favorite things “Really well your a bitch” I said back at her. She blew me off and started to walk away again “No no your coming with me I’ll show you how much of a dick I am” I said grabbing her arm and leading her out of the bar.
You didn’t know what to do. Everything stopped your brain knew it wasn’t a good idea to go with Axl but somehow every rational thought you had didn’t matter at all you were going with Axl. Axl took you to his apartment he never exchanged a word with you the whole walk there. Then when he got in the apartment he sat right on his couch and didn’t even look at you. This went on for at least 10 mins before you had enough. “What the fuck Axl you drag me to your apartment you won’t fucking leave me alone at the bar, you treated me like actual shit on the tour and now you’re giving me the silent treatment.” You said you were so enraged at him. He sat quiet for another few mins. You were done. “I’m leaving” you said making your way to the door. “Fuck you” you said about to leave. “Wait” Axl said. “You don’t really hate me y/n” Axl said smirking. You walked back over to the couch. “You hate that I won’t give you the time of day, I give it to everyone else, I give it to all these other girls.” Axl paused and stood up his face now inches from yours. “You want my full attention you want me” his breath fanned over your neck and his voice was heavy with lust. “You want me to make you feel special you’ve seen me do it to other people you want my validation but I won’t give it to you and that pisses you off doesn’t it sweetheart.” Axl said in your ear. You were frozen he was right. He read you like an open book. “I bet you wished you were that groupie you saw me with don’t you?” Axl said in a heavy whisper. Fuck was all your brain could think you needed Axl and he knew it he had you all vulnerable for him. You couldn’t look him in the eyes you stared down at the carpet. “Y-yes” you said quietly. “Look at me baby” Axl said lifting up your chin. Your eyes met his. “Y-yes” you said a little bit louder. “You want me to give you all my attention sweetheart you want me to make you feel all special?” Axl asked. “Yes” you said in a weak voice. “Ok baby” Axl said.
He lead you to his bedroom. You both were now naked. Axl laid down on the bed. “Come here sugar” he said to you. You came over to him. His hands guided your hips and soon his cock found your entrance. “Oh-Axl” you moaned taking him in. “Shhh ride me baby” Axls hands guided your hips up and down on his cock he started out nice and slow. “I’ll kiss you threw it” Axl said. He kept kissing you as you rode his cock. He would whisper things into your hair but one time he said loud enough for you to hear. “Your so beautiful you know that right your so fucking beautiful.” He really was making you feel special, extremely special. As Axl sped up his pace your cum began to spill onto his dick. He then pulled out and you both rode out your orgasms. “I knew you never really hated me” Axl said. “Shut up dick” you said now sorta using it as a pet name for him. Axl laughed. “You know I always kinda like you” Axl said. “I always liked you too” you said. Axl leaned over and started to kiss you. “Remember this the next time you try to drag my name threw the mud though ok sugar” Axl said pulling away from the kiss and winking at you. “I don’t think I’ll ever forget tonight” you said. “Yeah this’ll be something we tell our kids” Axl said. “Our kids?” You said. Axl laughed. And then it was quiet. Axl then broke the silence “I really am sorry for being a dick to you I didn’t mean to do that but I can be difficult.” Axl said in a sincere tone. “It’s ok thanks for apologizing” you said. Axl smiled. “Damn the press will go wild if they find this out” Axl said laughing. “Yeah they will” you said. You and Axl were now cuddling in the bed watching tv when Axl flipped it to MTV news. “A recent source has turned in photos of Axl Rose and y/n l/n holding hands and leaving a bar together.” “Y/n was just recently saying how she hated Rose, was it a cover up? Or are they enemies to lovers?” Axl flipped off the tv after that and you both looked at each other wide eyed. You both were in for a lot of shit that’s for sure.
YALL HE SHOULD NOT BE THIS FINE AT 61
“Think about you”
Izzy Stradlin x reader
Fluff
Year: 1987
You got out of the shower to see the door to yours and Izzy shared bedroom closed. You thought maybe Izzy shut it and was sitting in the living room but when you walked out there he wasn’t sitting there. Huh you thought guess he must just want to be alone in your guys room. You decided to knock on the door and check on him. “You ok iz?” you said knocking on the door. “Yeah I’m fine” he answered back you could here his guitar playing softly too. “Ok just checking”. You said walking away from the room. It was odd of Izzy to not want to be with you on his days off especially since the band was in the middle of recording there first album which meant lonnggg nights in the studio. Is he mad at me? Is he sick of me? All these bad thoughts started to come to your brain. But before they got too bad you decided Izzy was just probably practicing some songs and you should just watch some tv. After about 3 hours of watching tv you were bored out of your mind and Izzy never practiced songs this long at home. You got up and this time you were gonna see what he was up to. You knocked on the door and then just walked in because after all this was your room too. A startled izzy looked up at you and started fumbling around “Y/n what are you doing I’m busy right now” Izzy said quickly closing a notebook he had and setting down his guitar. “I just came to see what your up too I’m bored” you said sitting down on the bed. “That’s cool but I’m doing something right now sweetie” Izzy said not looking at you and just tuning his guitar. Something was up you knew it he didn’t want you in there. “Are you writing a song I could help I helped you write Mr. Brownstone remember” you said smiling. “No i don’t need any help right now babe just go do something else ok” Izzy said sternly to you. Now you were hurt Izzy always loved to hear what you thought of songs he was writing. “Ok” you said trying to hide the sadness in your voice. You turned and left the room shutting the door behind you. You sat back down on the couch. Did he cheat on me? Does he not love me anymore? Is he really just trying to break up with me? Your thoughts consumed you. You started tearing up. And then before you knew it you were in a ball on the couch sobbing. A few mins later you heard your bedroom door creak open. Shit you didn’t want Izzy to see you were upset so you started to quickly wipe away your tears. “Oh my gosh baby are you ok?” Izzy said running up and sitting by you on the couch. “Y-yeah I’m fine Izzy I’m f-fine.” You said you tried to hide your trembling voice but it didn’t really work. “Your crying Izzy said wiping a tear away from your cheek. “No I’m not” you said trying to calm yourself. “Yes you are your mascara is running and your trembling come here babe tell me what’s wrong” Izzy said opening his arms to hold you. You went right in to them having him now holding you and resting his chin on the top of your head. You decided to tell him what happened. “I-I was crying because of you” you said. Izzy didn’t say anything so you continued talking. “You didn’t talk to me all morning then our door was shut and you know I overthink and so all my bad thoughts came in Iz thoughts like that you hate me and lost feelings and want to break up” you said now really sobbing. “You thought I was mad?” Izzy said sounding sad. “Y-yeah” you said sniffling. “I’m so sorry beautiful I really am I’m so fuckin sorry I didn’t mean to make you feel like that I don’t hate you y/n I was ignoring you because…” Izzy paused. “Fuck it let me just show you.” Izzy said getting up and waking to your room. He came back with his guitar and note book. He sat down on the floor in front of you. “It was supposed to be a surprise on the new record for you but I think you need to hear it now” you were slightly confused and now had stopped crying and listened to Izzy who had now started strumming his guitar and then began singing…
🎶I think about you
Honey all the time my heart says yes
I think about you
Deep inside I love you best
I think about you
You know you’re the one I want
Darling you’re the only one, I think about you🎶
Izzy sang it to you right from the heart. And now you cried more but this time tears of joy. You were so dumb how could you think Izzy didn’t love you. Izzy set his guitar aside and now got up to sit by you again. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I’m sorry I made upset baby I should’ve remembered that you overthink sometimes it’s ok though baby I just wanted to make my song about you a surprise” Izzy said smiling and kissing you on the cheek. “There’s more lyrics about you for the song in my notebook if you want to look that’s why I was hiding it from you” Izzy said now blushing and fidgeting with his fingers. You got quiet for a few minutes trying to soak it all in. “I love you so much Izzy” you said grabbing his hand and holding it. “I love you too baby.” Izzy said kissing the top of your head. “Did you like the song?” Izzy asked. “I loved it Izzy” you said smiling at him. Izzy chuckled he was grinning ear to ear and blushing. “Good because I meant every word.” Izzy said in your ear.
Guns N’ Roses edit 🥲
Does anyone else ever get randomly sad that GNR will never be young again or that they weren’t 20 in like 1987😭
RIP Kurt Cobain you would have loved Jake Webber and Johnnie Guilbert YouTube videos
In a bit of an Izzy obsession rn 😅
it’s november rain season motherfuckers.