Written for Ficmas 2017 for @RaspberryFrosty. Pairing: Duzzy. Prompt: Bottom Duff preferred. Sexual relationship established. Duff falls in love with Izzy but Izzy does not love him back. Duff gets heartbroken as a result.
The thing about worry, and fear in general, is that it comes and goes as it pleases, and sometimes it waits quietly, curled up in your bones, not pulsing enough to really make you good and scared, but pulsing just enough to remind you that it's there.
Part two picks up in Slash's perspective, in 1994 during Duff's hospitalization. So if you haven't read The Fuck Journal yet, best get readin' that monster and get the background story and your fix of warm and fluffy, 'cause there ain't gonna be much here. Enjoy!
From Slash's point of view, Part III will delve into some serious issues between the two. When old demons rear their heads, just how efficiently will they be dealt with?
We were rich. We were infamous. We were wild and destructive, sure, but we were also kings. Kings who were on top of the world and no one could touch us. For @DarkGreenGraveyard
Exactly what it says. A collection of exploits as told by the characters themselves; a tale of curiosity and desire that grew into something more.
A little Tracii x Axl. What happens when you let Tracii drink margaritas.
Being a poor child in Victorian England was simply a case of being in the wrong place, at the wrong age, at the wrong time.
