The Moaning Contest (Group X Reader/ Duff McKagan X Reader)

Jealousy (Axl Rose)

Jealousy

Axl Rose x Reader

Smut

WARNINGS: profanities, sexual content

Word Count: 1,583

Y/N’s POV:

I was sitting on the bench in the skatepark watching Izzy. He landed a flip and I cheered him on. “Woo hoo!! Go Izzy!” I said jokingly. Axl was sitting next to me and I could tell he was aggravated. “Axl what’s wrong?” He opened his mouth to answer but Izzy walked up and began to speak. “Hey Y/N you wanna go get ice cream or something?” I smiled at him and thought about his offer. I did love ice cream. “Sure Iz. Let’s go.” I stood up to walk away but Izzy looked behind us. “Hey Axl you wanna join us?” Axl stood up and looked at us. “Me? Oh no I wouldn’t wanna disturb you two. Go ahead. Have fun.” He said sarcastically. Oh no. He was upset.

Izzy shrugged his shoulders and began walking. “Hey Iz I’ll catch up with you in a minute.” Izzy nodded and continued to walk. I walked up to Axl and put a hand on his shoulder. “Axl baby what’s wrong?” He looked at me with disgust. “What’s wrong? Oh y’know nothing just that my best friend is going on a date with my girlfriend y’know...Oh! And did I mention they planned it in front of me? And she said yes to him? Yeah I know right? Completely understandable.” The sarcasm in his voice was painfully obvious. “Axl it’s not a date.” I said, trying to be calm. How could he think it’s a date? Izzy and I have been friends for years now and I didn’t understand how Axl could think we were anything but that. “Not a date? Ya right Y/N. ya know what? I’m done. I’m done dealing with your bullshit all the time. If you wanted to fuck Izzy you could habe just told me to leave!” Now he was yelling and it kind of scared me. Axl yells all the time but usually it’s at his band mates. Not me. “Axl please calm down. I don’t feel like that about Izzy. Never have and never will. Shit y’know what? I won’t talk to him anymore if you don’t want me to.” I tried to hold his hand but he jerked it away. “Yeah I’m sure you will Y/N. Get the fuck away from me and stay away. Forever.” He walked away cursing under his breath. Forever? He wanted me out of his life forever. Tears flowed down my face like a waterfall. Why was I so stupid? Izzy sat down next to me but I didn’t mind looking at him. “Y/N are you okay? What happened?” His brows were furrowed and he looked concerned. “H-he l-left m-me Iz” I sobbed. Izzy rubbed my back comfortingly. “Y/N I know Axl. Trust me he won’t be able to go a day without you. I can drop you off at your apartment if you want.” I looked up at Izzy and smiled. He had always been there for me like a true friend. “yeah..Thanks Iz.” I walked to his car and he drove me to the apartment Axl and I shared. The ride was silent except for my faint sniffles every so often. When we arrived at the apartment building I stayed in the car a few minutes before finally working up the courage to go. I slowly made my way to the elevator of the apartment building as I felt my heartbeat quikening. Axl just told me not that long ago he never wanted to see me again yet here I am about to go see him. When I finally arrived at the apartment I struggled with my keys before finally being able to open the door. To the right side of me on the ground was a lamp. It appeared to be destroyed. I loved that lamp. My eyes continued to search the room until I saw Axl. He was sitting in the corner of the room with his hands buried in his face. He had no clue I came in and he was mumbling things to himself. I listened for a moment to hear what he was saying. “You’re such a fucken screw up Axl. Everything in my life that is good I fucken mess up. There is no way Y/N will want me back now.”

Axl’s POV:

After arguing with Y/N at the park I decided to go home. How could she want to spend time with Izzy when she had me? When I said it like that I realized how stupid I sounded. Izzy was Y/N’s best friend and I have no right to tell her she can’t be friends with him. God damnit. I made a mistake..a big mistake. I walked into my apartment and shoved the lamp that was next to me. It fell onto the floor and shattered. I’ll replace it. I walked through the living room and kicked as many things as I possibly could. My back ran into the wall in the corner of the room and I slid down it. I took my face in my hands and began to cry. I hated crying but this was necessary. I just told Y/N, the most important person in my life, to leave and never come back. I mumbled to myself, “You’re such a fucken screw up Axl. Everything in my life that is good I fucken mess up. There is no way Y/N will want me back now.” Then I heard Y/N’s voice. “Yes I do Axl. I want you back.” I looked up and saw Y/N. Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was red and blotchy. She had been crying. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. “A-Axl I’m so so sorry. I sh-shouldn’t have b-been h-hanging out with I-Izzy as much as I h-have b-been.” She cried into my chest. Now I felt like complete shit. I was the one in the wrong and somehow she was sorry? I didn’t deserve the amount of love she gave me. “No no no Y/N please listen to me. It is not your fault at all ok? I am the one that should be apologozing okay? You and Izzy have a good friendship and I should have been understanding of that. I’m so, so sorry.” I kissed the top of her head and held her tightly. “It’s ok Ax. I just wanna enjoy the rest of the night ok? No more drama shit.” She said quietly. I laughed slightly, “Of course honey.”

Narrator’s POV:

“Let me make it up to you baby.” Axl whispered to Y/N. She nodded her head and Axl led her to their bedroom. Axl closed the door behind them and locked it. Axl slowly walked towards Y/N. She was now sitting on the bed. “I’m gonna make you feel so good sweetheart. You deserve it for putting up with my shit.” Axl whispered and connected his lips with Y/N’s. Their tongues fought for dominance, but Axl won. Axl began making a trail of kisses down her neck. He then slowly removed her shirt with ease. Then came her skirt. She usually doesn't wear skirts but today she felt like it. Axl slipped it off of Y/N and threw it to the other side of the room. He kissed her neck again and eventually began leaving kisses on her shoulder. He used his teeth to slide her bra strap down her shoulder and kissed the bare skin. He reached a hand behind her to unclasp Y/N’s bra and let it join the pile of clothing on the floor. He took her right breast in his mouth and the other in his hand. A soft moan escaped her lips as he moved to Y/N’s other breast. She was now very aware of the wetness in between her legs. Axl slowly kissed down her stomach. He left a soft kiss on her clothed vulva. “Axl please stop teasing!” she begged. He chuckled lowly and nodded his head, “Alright princess.” He removed her panites and sat them with her skirt and other clothing. His mouth took over her heated opening and he began sucking her off. “Axl!...Oh god.”She moaned. She continued to gasp and moan as he sucked on her engorged clit. Y/N pulled lightly on Axl’s beautiful red hair. “Axl I-I need you in me” She whined. He freed himself of his jeans and t-shirt and crawled on top of her. He lined his hard cock with her entrence and slammed mercilessly into her. SheI moaned his name loudly with each rough thrust. “Your so fucking tight Y/N” he groaned. “Baby I’m….I’m so close.” Y/N moaned. The pleasure was too much to handle. “Not yet baby..just hold on a little bit longer” Axl said in a hushed voice. All it took was a few more thrusts when Axl felt his high coming. His thrusts started to get sloppy and he looked Y/N in the eyes. “Cum for me baby.” He whispered and they both released their cum at the same time. They whispered various cuss words as they reached down from their highs. He pulled out of Y/N and collapsed next to her on the bed. Axl pulled Y/N to his chest and cuddled her. He played with her hair before she whispered “I love you Axl.” “I love you to Y/N”

Hello!~This was definitely probably the most smut story I have written so far lol. I hope you enjoyed it! Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎

The Promise (Slash x *daughter!* reader)

*photo not mine, found on pinterest, credit to owner*

The Promise

Slash x (daughter!) reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of alcohol and drug use

Word Count:1,121

Requested by: someone on wattpad <3

This was a request for a Slash x daughter imagine where the reader and slash have a conflict/fight :)

I know this might be kind of short so I’m sorry about that. Hopefully you enjoy it though! Also, I did this in Y/N’s POV hopefully that’s okay. Thanks for teh request, have a great day/night! <3

Y/N’s POV:

I stared at myself in the vanity mirror as I tried to come up with an idea. It felt like the bruise on my neck was staring at me, waiting for me to freak out. The concealer sitting in my makeup case seemed very tempting. I told myself I needed to tell him, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. How would he react? I know he did a lot of things when he was younger, but that doesn’t mean he wants me to do them. After one last look at the hickey I made up my mind. I’m hiding it. Maybe someday I would tell him I had it, or maybe he’d find out before it was gone. As of right now, makeup would have to do. The makeup was cold on my skin. I watched as the dark red and purple spot slowly disappeared from my sight. “Y/N! You ready?” My father’s voice echoed in the staircase as I frantically put away my makeup. I knocked over many products as I struggled to hide my tiny accomplice. “I’m coming!” I yelled. Tonight was our weekly movie night. Every Saturday my father and I would watch a movie and catch up with each other. I took a deep breath and made my way downstairs. The maple wood of the stairs slightly shone beneath my feet. My dad was standing in the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn. “You excited kiddo?” His face lit up as he saw me. “Yep.” I nodded my head slightly and made my way to the couch in the living room. My dad grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. “So, how was Jessica’s house?” shit. Jessica was my best friend. I was supposed to stay the night with her last night, but that isn’t what happened. Jessica’s parents were out of town and we took advantage of that. We threw a party and somehow I ended up with a hickey. When I woke up this morning I was in Jessica’s room on the floor with a massive headache. I barely remembered anything from the previous night. When I discovered I had a hickey I completely freaked out. I had never talked to my dad about boyfriends or anything of the sort. In all honesty, I didn’t even remember who gave me the hickey. “Hello? Anyone there?” my dad joked as he stuffed his face with popcorn. “Oh uh yeah it was great.” He nodded his head in understanding. “What’d you do?” “W-what?” He raised his eyebrows. “What did you do at Jessica’s house? Give me details.” Sweat was building on my palms as he asked questions. I gulped and rubbed my neck nervously. “We just uh hung out. Ya know, girl stuff.” I watched as his eyes zoned in on my neck. “Y/N?” His jaw clenched. “Y-yeah dad?” He pointed to my neck as he came to join me on the couch. “What is that?” His eyes were intimidating as he looked at me. I couldn’t keep eye contact for long before I looked at the floor. “It’s nothing dad.” He shook his head and scoffed. “Bullshit. What is it? Where were you last night Y/N?” His voice wasn’t as harsh, but it was still stern. “I was at Jessica’s.” He shook his head. “So did Jessica give you a hickey?” My head shot up and I looked at him with confusion. “What? No. No, dad Jessica didn’t give me a hickey. Um we uh” He sighed and leaned back on the couch. “Please just tell me what’s going on.” My eyes darted around the room as I tried to think of a response. I burnt myself with a curling iron? No, that's not believable. I slowly lifted my head as I decided what to say. “Jessica and I threw a party and um I..I got a hickey.” His jaw clenched once again as he stood up and paced around the room. “Who did it?” I looked at the floor once again as my mind wondered. Who did it? Honestly, I couldn’t tell you. I had been so drunk I didn’t remember even half of what happened. “I don’t really know.” My voice was barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry you don’t know?!” His voice was louder now, not quite a shout, but close. “Dad I’m sorry okay it won’t-” he cut me off. “How do you not remember? Were you drunk?” Even though he was being sarcastic I felt as if he still expected an answer. “Well yeah.” The words were hesitant to escape my mouth. “You were drunk? You’re not even of legal drinking age! How did you even get alcohol?” He threw his hands in the air as emphasis of his words. “And like you didn't? I know you drank

underage dad, don’t try to tell me different!” It felt as if something sparked within me. Something that decided to fight back. Did I have the right? Probably not. After all, I’m the one who went behind his back to do these things, and now I’m trying to justify my wrong actions. “Oh yeah like that makes it okay? I also overdosed Y/N. You gonna do that next?” I was a bit taken back by his words. He knew I would never do that. Right? He sat on a chair in the corner of the room and pinched the bridge of his nose. Watching him think was interesting. Occasionally he’d clench his jaw, or his eye would twitch. He looked peaceful, yet mad at the same time. His long, curly, black hair fell in front of his face. A sad, defeated, sigh left his lips. “I’m sorry Y/N it’s just-” He paused for a moment. “You’re my little girl, and I don’t wanna see you make the same mistakes I did, okay? It’s hard for me to watch you grow up. I have to face that you’re not a toddler anymore. It’s not even that big of a deal you got a hickey.” I walked over to him and sat on the arm of the chair. “I’m sorry too. I’ll be honest with you from now on.” He smiled at me before pulling me into a hug. “I’m gonna make you a deal.” I nodded my head in agreement as I waited for him to speak. “You can’t drink anymore, until you’re of legal age. Also, be honest with me about what you’re doing. And I promise I won’t get so upset about boy stuff anymore. After all, you aren’t a baby anymore.” He smiled kindly at me. I felt calmed by his words. “I promise.” “Alright kiddo. Let’s get to watching that movie.”

Thanks for reading! Requests are open btw (just a reminder lol) have a good day/night and remember to drink some water. You are beautiful. :)

hey can i request an x reader with duff where they are playing a game to see who can make the reader moan the loudest?? i feel like it would be super interesting 🥰 (technically it’s a whole group x reader but maybe a duff ending?) xx

you did great last time <3 hope my ideas are good

Hi! That is a super interesting idea, I’m excited to get started on it! I’m currently in the middle of writing a different imagine so that one will be coming out before this one, but I am gonna work on this one as soon as I can. Thank you for the request! ♥️

I know I don’t have my anon on lol

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Hi guys. I am hoping to start posting fics again soon! I wanted to know your opinions on the Slash series titled Partners. I haven't written anything for it in a while and I was curious if you guys still cared about it? Like should I continue it or is it just forgotten? I would really appreciate some opinions. Anyways, I wanted to say thanks for all of the support while I haven't been posting lol. I've always kinda thought bad about my writing but you guys have helped me with that so thank you! Also, if you requested an imagine know I am working on it! Have a great day/night and remember you are the reason someone smiled today! Love you guys. :) <3

hi. so i know i have been asking a lot of questions recently and im hoping im not bothering anyone by doing that but i need some opinions. do you guys like it better when i write from the reader's pov or the narrator's? other than that i hope everyone has an amazing day/night and in case you haven't already today, drink some water <3

Hello. I'm writing an original story on @jaydejohnsonwrites that has Linkin Park, Aerosmith, Guns N Roses, Bon Jovi and Bruce Springsteen. Do you want me to tag you in it?

Hi! If you'd like to that'd be great! I'm sure your writing is very good. :)

I Will Take Care Of You (Duff McKagan)

I will take care of you

Duff McKagan x Reader

Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities

Word Count: 1,113

Y/N’s POV:

Ugh. I hated being sick. I sniffled quietly as I made my way to the bathroom. Even the floor below me was carpeted, it still squeaked and I cringed with each creak that came out of the floor. When I reached the bathroom I examined myself in the mirror. My face was pale and I had bags under my eyes. A sudden feeling of nausea took over my body and I clenched my stomach.

I rushed to the toilet and vomited. I feel absolutely disgusting. I thought as I wiped the vile substance from my mouth with a tissue. I threw my hair into a messy bun and walked downstairs to the kitchen. I made some tea for myself and sat on the couch. I’m freezing. I took the fluffy blanket off the back of the couch and draped it over myself. That’s when I heard Duff. “Y/N? Baby where are you?” He had just woken up and his voice was raspy. “Downstairs!” I tried yelling it loud enough for him to hear but it hurt my throat. I turned on the TV and it automatically went to the news channel. Who the hell watches the news? In reality? A lot of people, but the news isn’t for me. I flipped through the channels until I landed on MTV. That’s better. I relaxed on the couch and sipped my tea as I waited for Duff to come downstairs. Today was supposed to be the last day in the studio for Duff. They had been recording for an album recently and he informed me last night that today was the last day. When I heard footsteps I looked behind me to see Duff. He was standing there in jeans and socks, he hadn’t put on a shirt yet. “Have you seen my shirt around here anywhere?” I laughed slightly as Duff searched the living room for his shirt. “Which shirt baby? You have more than one ya know.” He furrowed his eyebrows before walking into another room. “Ya know it’s the one that…” His voice became quieter as he walked away. I didn’t hear a single word of his description. After a few minutes Duff walked back into the living room wearing the shirt he had been looking for. It was a black short-sleeve shirt and on it were the words “And on the 8th day God created Harley-Davidson”. “I like that shirt on you.” I was really just thinking aloud but Duff seemed amused. “You do? Guess I’ll have to wear it more often then.” He smiled sweetly at me. His sweet and luminous brown eyes were easy to get lost in. Duff sat next to me on the couch and sat his arm around my shoulders. I tried to scoot away without him noticing it much but that didn’t work. I didn’t wanna get him sick but I didn’t want him to know I’m sick. Duff worried too much about simple sicknesses and I knew he wouldn’t go to the studio if he knew about it. “What’s wrong? Why did you scoot away from me?” A look of concern and disappointment swirled in his eyes. “I’m sorry babe I just uh...I don’t feel like it right now?” The words sounded more like a question than I wanted. “Since when do you, Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, not want to cuddle?” My shoulders dropped. It was true, usually I was the one begging him to cuddle. “I just….I don’t know Duff.” I hugged him. I didn’t want to get him sick but I didn’t have the willpower to not hug him. Duff placed a small kiss on my forehead. “Y/N?” “Yes?” “Do you feel okay? You’re burning up. I think you’re sick.” I sighed and looked at the floor. Damn it Y/N. You’re so fucking bad at hiding things. “Yeah I...it’s not serious Duff. I’m sure I will be fine while you’re at the studio.” I smiled at him but he didn’t return it. “Studio? No fuckin’ way I’m going to the studio with you sick like this.” He hugged me tightly but I huffed. “Michael Andrew McKagan, you are not staying home just because I’m sick!” I didn’t yell, but my voice was stern. Duff’s eyes widened slightly. “Listen Y/N I’m not going. Nothing you say is going to change my mind.” Duff stood up and walked into the kitchen. I followed close behind. I watched as he picked up the phone and began dialing a number. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked. “I am calling Axl to tell him I won’t be in the studio today.” He stopped dialing and held the phone to his ear. “Duff, think reasonably please. Do you even know how upset Axl will probably get?” Duff held his hand up to me and tried to silence me. Ugh. “Hey yeah Ax? I’m not gonna be in the studio today…..something came up…..alright...yep...thanks bud bye.” And just like that he hung up the phone. “What did he say?” I was partially stunned that I couldn’t hear Axl screaming. “He sounded wasted anyways. He probably wouldn’t be able to sing today. He said

it’s fine.” I furrowed my brows but then shrugged my shoulders. I will never understand them. Especially Axl. I giggled slightly at my thoughts. I let out a small yelp when Duff picked me up. He carried me, bridal style, to our shared bedroom. “I’m sorry you’re sick honey.” Duff whispered as we made our way up the stairs. I laid on the bed and pulled the covers over my body. It felt nice to be in the warm bed. I closed my eyes and relaxed. A few minutes later I felt Duff’s arms wrap around me and pull me closer to him. My back was to him at the moment so I turned around to face him. I opened my eyes and looked into his. How did I get this lucky? To have Duff McKagan, the sweetest most amazing man, as my boyfriend? I would never understand. “I love you so much Duff.” I cuddled into him and gave him a small kiss on his cheek. “I love you to Y/N.” He looked into my eyes and kissed me softly. “I can’t believe you’re mine….you complete me you know that?” I looked into his eyes once more. I felt as if I had gotten instant butterflies hearing those words come out of his mouth. “Well that’s good because you complete me.” I closed my eyes and we drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Hello!~Thank you for reading this imagine! Have a great day and remember you are beautiful! :)♥︎

I actually prefer the narrator's POV. The first person POV kinda feels like someone who just so happens to have my name is telling me about something that happened to them.

Thank you for telling me! I’ll be sure to take note of that :)

Hello everyone. This has nothing to do with any of my writings but I just had some random thoughts I wanted to share. I wanted to say that if any of you have something you want to do in life. (It could be designing printers for all I care) Don't give up on it because someone says you'll never make it. A lot of people will get older and when they talk to their grandchildren they say something like "Yeah I had a dream of becoming ___." Wouldn't you love to be able to look at your grandchild (or just the younger generation) and say "Yeah I had a dream of becoming ___, and that's what I did." ? Idk these are just some random thoughts I was having recently lol. You can be anything you want to be, if you work hard enough. Thanks for reading my little rant. 🥰 I hope everyone has an amazing day/night. Remember to stay hydrated, and you are beautiful! Love y'all. <3