Born To Be A Groupie, Forced To Live This Boring Life

will you write smutty gnr fics for us? If yes abt which rocker? 🥹🤲🏻

hi! I don’t really feel comfortable with writing smuts so I won’t write them, sorry.

this man yesterday turned 63!

omg izzy’s forehead😭

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ωιѕн ι ϲουℓ∂ нαиg ουτ ωιτн мγ 80ѕ яοϲκєя ιи α ϐαя яιgнτ иοω—

ᵒᵐˡ, ᵗʰⁱˢ ʰᵃˢ ᵐᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰᵒʷ ʷⁱˡᵈ ⁱᵗ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵃʳ ᵃˢ ᵐᵒ̈ᵗˡᵉʸ ᵈᵘʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ "ᵍⁱʳˡˢ, ᵍⁱʳˡˢ, ᵍⁱʳˡˢ" ᵛⁱᵈᵉᵒ! *ˢⁱᵍʰ* *-*

izzy is such a mood i can’t

Wonderful memory

Prologue

it was a hot night of august of  1986 when you and izzy first met, it was during a guns n roses concert at the roxy and you were in the first row with some groupies , but you weren’t one of them, you were there just to enjoy the music. 

the vision of the five guys was  incredible, they were playing in total armony, it looked liked they were under a spell for how magical and beautiful they all seemed together.

while axl was signing a memeber of the group captured your attention: he was tall, a little bit skinny, his hair was black , like the outfit he was wearing ad he had a mysterious and enigmatic aura. To you he was really handosme.

while you were starring at him at some point he raised his head ad captured your gaze with a pair of black eyes. you looked at each other for some seconds and, after that, the eyes of that mysterious man would sometimes come back to you.

when the concert finished a man told you that a memeber of the group wanted you in the backstage but you refused, you weren’t messing with that groupie shit. So intead of going to the backstage you decided to go to the bar to drink something and at some point while you were drinking a beer the mysterious man came to you. You were obviously surprised, why was he looking for you when he had tens of groupies that just wanted to be fucked by him?

“so you’re an hard one right?” he said .

god, even his voice was sexy. 

“no, i’m just not a groupie” you replied.

“then who are you?”

“y/n, what about you?”

“izzy stradlin”

“wait that’s actually your real name?” that sounded a little bit weird.

“no my real name is actually jeffrey isbell but it didn’t sound great for a rockstar” well he was right.

you guys talked for hours that night, he was perfect: sexy ,smart and funny. You really liked him. You wanted to talk to him all night but you had to come back home, you had to work the next day. 

izzy proposed to take you home and you accepted. During the ride you guys listened to some music and you discovered that izzy also was rolling stones fan, you were falling in love with him, he was the man of your dreams. 

“ so this is where you live right?” he asked

“ yeah the building is not perfect, but it doesn’t cost much”

he laughed quitely

“ just out of curiosity where do you work?” he asked 

“ in the record store near the sunset street”

“ oh yeah I understand” he said while nodding

“ well I have to go, thank you for the ride” you said after few seconds of silence, even if you didn’t really wanted to go.

“all right, it was nice to meet you y/n” he saiid while smiling. 

you smiled at him too. 

“ good night izzy”.

you entred your appartment thinking: god, what a night.

Learned that Izzy used to go by Izzy Bell and I think that's adorable

i love this

Pls don't ask what this is-

Me and Izzy girlies be like: