Steven Adler - Blog Posts

Please do a imagine where Y/N invites her friend Steven Adler over to help her with her homework. But during the homework, the two of them get distracted and start kissing and having sex in her room. And her parents aren't allowed to know about it, so they have to cover it up and say they were just doing homework 🤭

Bored

Summary: In a desperate attempt to make your school work less boring, you invite your best friend over, oblivious to the fact that it would end up being a very unforgettable night for the both of you.

Content warnings: kissing, p in v, swearing

A/n: Im so excited to write for Steven! Im so sorry this took so long my lovely, i hope this is okay for you 🫶🏼. Also, please keep the requests coming -this goes to all of you- it keeps me motivated and i love hearing your guys’ ideas‼️

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You have never been so bored in your life.

This homework was kicking your ass, squinting at the book as the words stare right back at you. It’s like your practically reading in a different language, and you’re pretty sure you could pick that up faster than.. whatever this was. Who knows how to do this shit anyway?

Thats when it hits you, the best idea you’ve ever had

Steven. Now Steven would definitely not know how to do it, but he just so happens to be your favourite company. So you’re making him pay the price.

You make your way in to the hallway, and pick up the phone. The next 20 seconds seem like the longest of your life. “Hey! Whats up?” His voice rings through the phone, immediately giving you butterflies. No, no thats wrong, steven is your best friend and you are not going to let your silly feelings get in the way of that. You pursed your lips together before asking the question you phoned him to ask. “Can you come over? Im doing work and it’s really boring,” a couple seconds later his energetic voice sounded through the phone “ ‘course sweetheart I’ll be right there!” Followed by the beep of the call ending.

Well that was easy.

Around twenty minutes later did you hear your front door open. Legs sliding off the edge of your bed, you manoeuvred your way to let him in, passing your parents on the way. “Who’s here?” Your father asked with a stern look on his face. “It’s just Steven, dad, he’s helping me with homework.” Now if you were paying more attention, you would’ve seen the sideways glance your parents gave each other, but you were not, so you just made your way to the door.

You opened the door, eyeing the snacks tucked under his arm. Gosh his arm, the arm that you have spent far too long looking at. Ushering him in, you both scuttle your way back to your bedroom.

“Hey Stevie, sorry for this being last minute, I’m just so bored and i really don’t understand this topic.” You explained, guilt beginning to creep up your spine. “It’s totally fine if you want to go home, i get i—” but you were cut off by a honeyed voice, “sweetheart, i don’t wanna go home, i enjoy being with you, homework or not.”

Being with you. Being with you. The small phrase repeating itself inside of your head. Oh how you wish he was with you like that, you would never shut up. Putting that thought aside for the moment, you flashed him a cheesy grin and resumed your place on the bed. “Do you have any idea how to do this one?” You dare to ask. He picks up the piece of paper in an overly enthusiastic manner, and holds it about an inch away from his eyes, before slamming the paper back on to your bed with an exaggerated sigh. “No” was the concluded answer. The both of you bursted out into laughter, before you smacked him arm lightly and picked up the next question.

This went on for about an hour, you asking if he knew what to do, then him being just as clueless as you are, and writing down half-arsed answers in favour of being able to say you tried, when being met by your teachers disappointing gaze.

It was only when you got to the last question did you realise what the hell you were doing, so you excitedly started working it out, much to Stevens dismay. He called your name once, twice and three times before he decided to act on pure adrenaline.

One minute, you were scribbling down formulas and equations, the next you had lips connected with yours. It felt like nothing you had experienced before, soft lips interlocking with yours, calloused hands gripping your face with need. When he pulled away, your lips parted in shock, slightly swollen and rosy. “I’ve been wanting to do that for ages, sweetheart”

All you could do in that moment was stare, he had reduced you down to nothing in about 30 seconds. “Talk to me, honey, whacha thinking up there?” He used his knuckles to make a fake knocking movement on your head. You quite literally did not have words, so instead you did the only thing you could think of. Kiss him, again.

You practically pounced on the poor guy, cupping the back of his neck in one hand and holding his jaw with the other. Neither you nor Steven realised what you had done until you were straddling his lap while he was leant against the back of the headboard. He stared up at you with those eyes, flashing you that smile and you just couldn’t resist. “I really like you, Stevie,” was all you could muster up, and the answer you got in return made your whole week. No, scrap that, whole year.

“I really like you too.” And with that, you kissed him again.

Small, light weighted kisses quickly turned into devouring each other, and without even realising it, you started to rock your hips over his. You didn’t notice what you were doing until you heard the most gorgeous whimper come out of the man below you. “Is this okay?” You made sure. “Use me how you want, sweetheart, i want it all.”

With the newly found permission, you quickly started tugging at his belt, and making quick work of pulling his trousers down. He was left in his boxers and shirt, the outline of his dick visible through the thin layer of underwear. In just a quick pull, his shirt was off his head and dropped carelessly onto the floor. “Let me see you, baby” he needily grasped at all your clothing.

Within the next few minutes, you were sat naked in his lap, no layers to separate between you both.

You lifted your hips above his tip, moving forwards and backwards with ease, your slick coating him in a sheen layer. He groaned, and held your hips with a near-bruising force. “Sweetheart, please,” he begged, needy for your touch. And with that, you lowered yourself onto him, slowly sliding down until your ass was flush with his thighs.

The feeling was so overwhelming, the best thing you had ever felt, and it was obvious he felt the same with the way he moaned uncontrollably. “Shh, shh honey, we wouldn’t want my parents hearing us would we?” You asked, a newfound confidence creeping its way up your spine. He muffled out a little ‘mhmm’ at your condescending words and let his head rest against the top of the headboard.

You started to slowly grind your hips against his, feeling the blonde curls at the base of him hit your clit. Your hands roamed his chest, neck and eventually landed on his shoulders, keeping you steady while you rocked backwards and forwards. Little mewls were leaving your mouth, and flowing into the air, breaking the silence of the house, except for Steven, of course. He was whimpering every time his tip hit that spongey part inside of you, gaining pleasure from yours.

“You feel so good” he breathed out, as soon as you started to move up and down. You dragged your walls on his cock, feeling it twitch at every new movement. Gosh he was so responsive, and fairly bigger than anyone you had taken before, causing a dull ache to come from where you were connected. That quickly became pleasure, with the way he started to thrust his hips up to meet yours, ramming deeper than he was before.

“Stevie!” You yelled out of shock, the unexpected move bringing you great amounts of pleasure. His hand snaked its way from your hip, all the way to your mouth, where he held his had over it. “I know, I know. Shh baby it’s okay.” He whispered in your ear. The sound of his voice making your pussy clench. “Gosh, sweetheart, do that again and I’ll come,”

Was that supposed to make you stop?

Because now you know you hold so much power, you’re using it to your advantage. You purposely clench your walls around him, feeling a soft twitch inside you before you hear the inevitable “oh—sweetheart—oh gosh—I cant—” his hands held onto your waist like a vice, gripping so hard there were sure to be bruises. Not like you minded.

Your hand snakes its way down to your clit, rubbing in messy circles which very quickly lead to your orgasm. He moans and whimpers as you make muffled noises of your own, head buried into the crook of his neck, laying soft, wet kisses where you can reach.

After you have both came down, he gently turns around with you in his arms, making it so he is now on top of you, before pulling out gently. You wince at the emptiness, and he coos “I know baby, I’ll be right back,” and with that, he’s shuffled to the bathroom.

He comes back holding a damp flannel. “Open for me, honey, need to clean you up.” Your fucked out brain makes it hard to move, so he gently spreads your legs and whiles away the evidence of your joint desire. After, he balls it up and throws it in the direction of your washing basket, completely missing but not giving a shit. His arms wrap themselves around your midsection, your chin resting on his shoulder and your hands coming up to play with his beautiful curls.

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It must’ve been an hour later? Maybe an hour and a half? You don’t know, the only thing you care about right now is him. But it’s gotten late, he needs to go home, sleep in his own bed. So you slowly get up out of your bed, and hold a hand out for him to take. When he does, you yank him up in one swift movement. “Clothes, Stevie you need clothes,” you decide to state the obvious as you hand him back his band tee. “I don’t wanna.” He says as one big groan, lifting the shirt over his head and shoulders.

By the time you’re fully dressed, he is looking at you as if you built the sky. “What?” You say as a giggle. “Nothin’, just wondering whether you’d do me the honour of letting me take you on a date?” A chuckle leaves your throat. “Is that even a question, Steven, of course!” He breaths a big sigh of relief as he looks into your eyes. Those eyes he loves so much.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow, 6pm?” He asks, while beginning to make his way to your bedroom door. You follow him. “Yeah, yeah that works great with me.” You say with a smile. “Now let me walk you to my front door so you don’t have to face the wrath of my parents by yourself, remember, we were just doing homework.” You punctuate it with a tap of your finger on his nose, before opening your door and stepping into the cold hallway.

He follows you down, and you begin to make your way to the front door, but not without the interrogation, it seems. “What did you two get up to all afternoon?” Your father looks up from his news paper, peeking at the both of you over the top of it. “Homework, dad, Steven helped me with homework.” The annoyance in your tone doesn’t go unnoticed by your mother, who gives a pointed look.

You just turn around, look at Steven and give him a massive grin. “I’ll see you tomorrow!” You exclaimed excitedly. “Yeah you will.” He flashes you his smile before opening your door and stepping out.

“Goodnight, Steven”

“Goodnight, sweetheart”

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Axl rose:

Headcannons

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Nothing yet

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Missing you

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Bored

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Whipped

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More than one band member:

Can i join?

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Nikki sixx:

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It looks just like him

this is steven adler

Hey I’m back

Thing

Everyone in order in the video

Axl Rose , Steven Adler, Tommy Lee, Mick mars, Duff Mckagan, Slash, Nikki sixx

Steven Adler

Don't leave us ♡

Hello everyone, dear Gnr community, how have you been?.I don't usually publish because I'm just a small medium for some interviews or stories about the band.(mostly about Izzy Stradlin)

However, I am a VERY active person on Tumblr, I'm browsing here all the time, and thanks to that I have noticed a lot of hate in the Guns'n Roses community, for some reason many Anonymous people have appeared to throw hate at Gnr accounts.

All of this is causing many to leave this app, it really is something so sad, knowing that there are not many of us who publish here about rock and Gnr, (I know there are accounts, but the ones that were most active are filling up). It is sad to see how all those people full of poison and hatred achieve their goal.

I just ask that if you see someone who is receiving hate from those cowardly people, leave a sweet message on their account, obviously if you don't feel comfortable just do it in the options anon or just give it a heart on a post , just by leaving your support in some way you show that account that there are more people who are interested in what it publishes.

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I know you might be ignoring this, but I at least wanted to make it clear that I support all the Guners, and if you need anything, just write me something in my questions box.

Hi I'm Betty!, my first language is not English, so...if you see any mistake or something doesn't worck in this text, let me know and I will correct my mistake, Honey ♡

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♫ Bad Obsession- Demo ♪⁠

Hi Sweeties, a few days ago I was searching for some stuff on YouTube and found a demo of 'Bad Obsession', the one where only Izzy sings. I'll leave you with a minute of the song and the link in case you want to listen to it in full (the audio isn't the best):

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Song link:

https://youtu.be/GYfZr0QkIdM?si=-EJllF2JU4IKhHeG

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If you notice, this shows that Izzy from the beginning compose music like his solo music or with Izzy Stradlin And the Juju Hounds, only that he made it something "more rock" for what it represents Gnr.

What do you think of this demo?

Hi I'm Betty!, my first language is not English, so...if you see any mistake or something doesn't worck in this text, let me know and I will correct my mistake, Honey ♡.

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I was on Reddit, looking for some interesting stories to tell about Izzy or Guns n' Roses. In the posts about Izzy, all I found were men putting Izzy down and that he was not that talented, since his solo work is considered mediocre.

On Reddit they have some kind of anger with Izzy and Steven.

There really is nothing that satisfies people.

Example:

Why so much hate?, really ridiculous

Maybe I fell on the wrong side of Reddit.

♫Conflict with the reunion♪⁠

Probably most of you know this, but I think it's not a bad idea to tell it again.

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When the return of the original members of GNR was planned.When they were already confirming who would be there, it was announced that Izzy would not be on this tour and things began to be speculated.

Axl and Duff gave an interview where they talked about the reunion that the old members had. In all this, Axl confused people when he said the reason why Izzy would not be in the reunion.

Axl:"I don't know what to say about Izzy, it's like having a conversation that goes one way and the next day it goes the other way. It's not that I want to be mean to him, it's just that he is like that."

However, Izzy didn't agree with what Axl said and he answered.

Izzy:'"That's a lie, they didn't want to share the loot equally. Better to move on."

One of the speculations that was said, is that at one point, when they were about to reach an agreement and have everyone go on the tour, one of them asked for more money(Axl, Duff or Slash). I note that this is repeated a few times, but I don't really see it as confirmed, take it as you will.

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I'm not naming Steven here because he had already said "no", he had some health problems with his spine and he wouldn't be able to attend the tour (although he was able to make some appearances at some shows during the tour).

Hi!, I'm Betty, my first language is not English, so...if you see any mistake or something doesn't worck in this text, let me know and I will correct my mistake, Honey ♡.

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An interview in the beginning

I found an interview from the beginning of the band. I'm bringing it here so you can see a bit of the humor and sarcasm that Izzy had.

Axl spoke most of the interview in a low, somewhat serious voice, while Izzy was in the background making comments like:"We don't care about that", "That's a stupid question", "Next" or "Fuck your interview".

On the other hand, Duff seemed drunk, Steven was trying to flirt with a girl who was there and Slash seemed to be the mediator trying to solve the band's problems.

The interviewer (a woman) began to ask the ages of the members, everyone looked seriously at each other, until they spoke:

Axl:"Sure, we'll reveal our ages."

Duff:"Yeah, we don't care, I'm nineteen years old"

Axl:"I am twenty-four"

Slash:"No, Duff is twenty-two and I'm nineteen"

Izzy:"This is really not relevant..."

Slash:"Come on, say it..."

Izzy:"Axl isn't twenty-four, he's a million years old! He's seen it all!"

The interviewer: "Now let's go with the real ages"

Izzy:"What about the shit about ages? We don't care about that shit"

Slash:Izzy is twenty-three and Steven is twenty-one"

Izzy:"Write that for the Rainbow, so they'll let us through."

(...)

Slash:"Yes, I mean...I loved my dog"

Izzy:"But then the dog died and now he has Steven!"

Steven:"Oh fuck you!"

Hi!, I'm Betty, my first language is not English, so...if you see any mistake or something doesn't worck in this text, let me know and I will correct my mistake, Honey ♡.

★Thanks for reading☆

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