#James hetfield
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i’m not crying you are shush….
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Happy heavenly birthday angel. 🤍
I’ve always adored this man, as a player and as a person. You’re missed by many.
#cliff burton#cliffy <3#Metallica#80s#rock n roll#heavy metal#thrash metal#james hetfield#kirk hammett#lars ulrich
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✫彡 metallica in paris, ‘87ミ✫
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sketching JAMES!
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Someone needs to email Hetfeild this joke IMMEDIATELY cause I know that old main ain't on tumblr.
At least I fucking hope not, he'd find all the smut and have a crisis.
eddie who tells bad jokes and steve who makes it his life’s mission to Not Laugh lest eddie Gets Started.
he’s sat through the skeleton that couldn’t fight because he didn’t have the guts.
he’s blown air out of his nose and kept his composure at melons getting jealous at weddings because they can’t elope.
and he’s put his head in his hands at enough knock knock jokes to last a lifetime.
the one that gets him comes on a friday night.
it’s been a long week and steve is within minutes of a deep sleep with the promise of a day off work ahead of him. what could be better than this?
he hears eddie shuffle behind him and his arm tightens where its slung over steve’s waist.
“baby? you still awake?”
steve stretches and hums a noncommittal sound. hasn’t decided yet if he’s asleep or not. if he’s not he’s veeeeeery close.
“if james hetfield got legally ordained-“
steve groans, “ugh, eddie-“
his palm flattens over steve’s stomach and the rubbing of his thumb soothes steve’s irritation at whatever shit he’s about to spout at god knows what time of night.
“wait hear me out!” it’s only because steve likes his sleepy voice so much that he entertains this. “if hetfield got legally ordained and then married kermit and miss piggy, he’d be the pastor of muppets.”
it’s quiet for a split second before steve breaks.
he laughs so hard he can’t breathe and very regretfully tells eddie that he thinks all his jokes are funny.
he doesn’t top that joke for a while.
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I feel like when James is mad he'd be rude and aggressive but still caring…if that makes sense.
Like if you don't feel good and aren't able to fix dinner one night. He'd come home from the studio, already in a bad mood from Lars and hangry and when he finds the table empty and you curled on the couch, he'd get even more upset.
“Where's dinner?” He questions in an impatient tone.
“I don't feel very good, just make yourself something,” You sigh softly, glancing over at him from the TV.
“Seriously? What the hell’d you do all day? You've got a little stomach ache and now all of the sudden you can't do shit?,” He practically yelled before throwing his jacket aggressively onto the couch next to you and storming to the kitchen. You'd hear him slamming cabinets and the fridge and lots of ruckus for a few minutes before he returns with a few sandwiches. He sets down a plate in front of you, eating his own.
“Eat.” He'd demand, pushing the plate closer to you.
“I told you I don't feel good…” you'd mutter, not making an effort to move.
“I don't give a shit, you need to eat something; You'll feel worse if you don't,” He groans impatiently, grabbing the plate and shoving it into your hands, not taking no for an answer.
Or if you guys get into an argument over something and avoid each other all day, only sparing occasionally glares or mutters, he'd still kiss your forehead and wrap his arm around you when you get into bed that night because no matter how pissed, he wasn't able to sleep any other way. And he'd still mutter a quiet and slightly annoyed “I love you” in your ear.
And if he snaps at you for no particular reason because his anger issues got the best of him, he'd try to take the time to cool down before speaking to you again.
Maybe he was in the garage, pissed off because he couldn't get a rusted bolt off of the old car he was working on. You'd come in and ask him a simple question which resulted in him yelling at you.
“Fuck off! Can't you leave me alone for five fucking seconds?!” He'd groan, throwing you a glare over his shoulder before going back to banging on the rusty bolt. You'd huff quietly and leave with pink cheeks of frustration and an aching heart. You'd go back into the house and mope around, deciding to distract yourself with the dishes. A while later you'd feel his arms wrap around your waist and a small kiss placed against your shoulder.
“I'm sorry I yelled earlier…I shouldn't have snapped at you like that, I was in a pissy mood…” he'd say quietly, a sheepish tone in his voice.
“It's okay…I shouldn't have bothered you knowing you were frustrated,” You'd sigh, keeping your gaze fixed on the dirty plate you were washing. James moves his arms away from you and grabs the plate, gently pushing you out of the way.
“No it's not okay. I'll finish up, how about you go relax, alright,” He tells you softly, turning his attention to the dishes as he starts to do them for you.
And we all know when he was a young drunk he was probably the type of man to get pissed if you denied him sex. He'd huff, and in an over exaggerated manner, turn his back to you and pull the sheets up, grumbling curses. You'd go to bed feeling guilty for denying him, feeling you disappointed him. But in the morning he'd realize his wrong doings and apologize. The next time you were in the mood he'd give you the best head he could, or knowing how much you loved his fast fingers, would have you lean against his chest as they quickly worked against your sensitive bud, somehow faster than he's ever picked a song, making you squirm and scream in pleasure.
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#james hetfield#metallica#james hetfield x reader#james hetfield fanfiction#james hetfield smut#metallica fanfiction#metallica smut#papahet
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First of all, I never knew how to draw kisses.
#art#digital art#fanart#metal 80s#trash metal#metallica#illustration#james hetfield#illustration art#dave mustaine#megadeth
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James Hetfield
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I think watching James jerk off would solve all my problems
No literally like I would kneel in front of him and let him jerk off on my face
Just a whiff of his cum 🤤
And his hands are so big and calloused and he’d pump himself so slowly until the tip was all blushy and red, pre leaking from the slit at the end
Watching the muscles in his arm flex and relax as he goes
He starts going faster when he gets closer, and his breathing his hard and heavy
His lips are parted in low groans, saying how pretty you look staring up at him
Oh god the noises he makes when he cums 😩
He’d be so fucking loud dude I need him
DUDE WAIT
I was gonna end it but then I was staring at this
He’d slap his dick and it would feel so good like he would genuinely love it so much
He’d love slapping you in the face with it too, smearing his cum over your cheek
And his cum were shoot into your face and he’d go on and on about how pretty you are🤤
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garage days ‘87☆
#metal#80s#james hetfield#metallica#thrash metal#rock n roll#alternative#jason newsted#lars ulrich#kirk hammett#metalhead#garage#80s thrash#80s music
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[Early 1970's] Robert Plant, Jimmy Page.
#led zeppelin#jimmy page#robert plant#70s#80s#john paul jones#john brahman#motley crue#nikki sixx#vince neil#tommy lee#mick mars#guns n roses#axl rose#izzy stradlin#duff mckagan#slash#saul hudson#steven adler#metallica#k1nky thoughts#acdcband#sally face#harry potter#the marauders#1980s#james hetfield#korn band#limp bizkit#slipknot
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Cold Fingers
NSFW 17+

James thinks of a wicked way to warm up his cold fingers
Warnings: Cursing, fingering, kinda short
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For the past few days your boyfriend James had been recording a music video for the band's song King Nothing. There was a small trailer for the band to sit in and warm up between shooting which you were currently sitting in. Although there were a few heaters going it still wasn't very warm against the cold air that surrounded it. You sat on the small couch, cuddled under a few blankets and wrapped in a thick winter coat. James told you that you didn't have to come but you insisted on it…a decision you were already regretting.
From outside you heard the director call for a break and a few seconds later James comes stumbling into the trailer. He locks his eyes with yours, but you could tell he was more interested in the blanket that you were huddled under. He made his way to the couch and sat down pressed against you, pulling the blanket partially over his lap.
“It's fucking freezing out there” He huffs, looking over at you with his red nose and cheeks. You smile a little thinking how adorable he looked with his pink face.
“That's what happens you choose to record in three feet of snow” you tell him, laughing a little at his slight annoyance to the cold. He mutters a small “whatever” under his breath as he leans further against you, looking for warmth. He pushes his hand in-between your thighs, hoping to warm them that way.
“Jesus, I can feel how cold your hands are through my jeans!” You gasp, a bit surprised as the cold soaks through to your skin. He chuckles a little, giving you a grin.
“I can hardly move my fucking fingers” He groans and you feel him wiggle his stiff fingers between your legs. You take your already warm hands and grab his cold ones, rubbing them between yours to help warm them for him.
“You should have put gloves on,” You scold him in a somewhat motherly manner causing him to chuckle and grin at you with his handsome smile.
“Then I can't play my guitar,” He says, looking back down to your intertwined hands as you continue to help warm them.
“It's not like you're actually playing, you're just pretending,” You snicker softly, shifting yourself into his lap. He gladly accepts and moves to wrap his arms around you, your warmth welcoming to him.
“You look like a pimp,” You giggle at him, stroking the wide collar of the large fur coat he is wearing. He laughs loudly and leans forward to place a kiss against your lips before mumbling to you in a seductive tone.
“Hmm…does that make you my prostitute,” He jokes, snorting softly. You gasp and playfully hit him on the shoulder, grinning down at him before kissing him back.
“Oh please, like you have to pay,” You joke back, causing him to laugh once more and smile wider at you. Suddenly he shifts your position on the couch so that he is leaning against the armrest with your back against his chest.
“You know what…I just thought of just the perfect way to warm up my fingers,” He says lowly in your ear, both of his hands slipping under your jeans and into your panties. You gasp and jerk lightly at the feeling of his cold fingers pressing against your warm pussy.
“James…” you say quietly, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks, knowing someone could walk in at any moment. He shushes you quietly and places a kiss against your clothed shoulder. The fingers on his left hand slowly work your sensitive nub while his right fingers trail up and down your already wet slit. He pushes two of his fingers into you causing you to moan softly. His thick, long fingers stretch you open, slowly moving in and out of you.
Fingering you was one of James’ favorite things. He could never get enough of the feeling of your smooth, wet walls sucking them in, fluttering around them, and soaking his hand. And the sweet and soft noises you made were like music to his ears.
“Fuck baby, so good, so so good,” He groans, his eyes watching your face closely, enjoying your flushed cheeks and parted lips. He starts to move his fingers faster making you bite your lip and hold back a moan. He grins, loving the effect he always has on you. He moves his head closer and starts to slowly kiss your neck, biting it lightly but not enough to leave any marks.
“Mmm…James,” You moan his name quietly, lifting your hips as if asking for more. You close your eyes and drop your head further against him, waves of pleasure shooting through your body, warming you up further than you already were.
“God you're so soaked…always love how wet you get for me, babygirl,” He mutters in your ear, his fingers curling just right to hit your g-spot, making your legs tremble. You whimper softly, trying your hardest to keep quiet. The fingers that weren't buried deep inside you were still working against your clit, moving just the way you liked.
You could feel your orgasm start to rise, the familiar feeling in your stomach building further and further as his fingers work faster against you, not letting up their speed. You grip his thigh tightly, burying your face against his shoulder the best you could to muffle your moans as your climax hits you. You couldn't take the sensitivity and clamped your legs together, his movements being forced to slow down and stop.
He places a kiss against your shoulder before removing his hands from your pants, inspecting the glistening liquid that coated them. He grins at you before bringing his hand to your lips and shoving his fingers into your mouth, making you taste yourself on them. You obliged, sucking his fingers clean.
“Good girl…” He groans quietly as he watches you. You could feel his boner pressing against your back but the director was calling for him so he had to go.
“Thanks for warming my hands up…we'll continue this when we get home,” He says quietly, grinning at you. He wraps his hand around your throat and pulls you closer, sticking his tongue down your throat and making out with you for a few moments. He pulls away and smirks at you once more before leaving you alone in the trailer.
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#james hetfield#metallica#james hetfield x reader#james hetfield fanfiction#james hetfield smut#metallica fanfiction#metallica smut#papahet
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Lovebirds! Hottest men on earth!
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FEB 10TH, 1962 MOTHER FUCKER.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLIFF BURTON!! HOLY FUCK I WASNT EVEN IN MY DADS BALLSACK WHEN U WERE ALIVE, BUT SHIT I MISS YOU

It ain't the same without you, you're missed. KEEP HEAVEN ROCKIN', ATLEAST TIL I GET THERE.. if I do.
#cliff burton#birthday#metallica#james hetfield#lars ulrich#kirk hammett#dave mustaine#jason newsted#ron mcgovney#70s#80s#bon jovi#def leppard#led zeppelin#megadeth#stranger things#music cds#saniro#south park#byler nation#byler endgame#byler tumblr#axl gnr#izzy gnr#slash gnr#duff gnr#steven gnr#nikki sixx#vince neil#tommy lee
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