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AWWWWWW

Jimmy Kimmel: You are the most adorable boyband in the world.

James:

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OH MY GAWD

lars face at the end 😭 the way he tryna grab kirk’s undies…….

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New Year = New Fic 🎆 I was thinking of current James as I wrote this, but feel free to imagine James from any era. Hope you like it!

Thanks for the support @metalmaidenn and @holbrookswifey ❣️

New Year's Eve

Description: you and James are at a New Year's Eve party and it doesn't take long for things to heat up between the two of you.

Warnings: age gap (reader is 20 years younger), sex content, dirty talking.

"Five…four…three…two…one… Happy New Year!!! "James grabs your hips forcefully and kisses you tenderly, while everyone screams and dances, you couldn't have wished for a better start to the year: together with the person you love most in the world surrounded by your friends, the atmosphere is light and fun, you dance, moving sinuously in your gold mini dress and you enjoy the night.

James looks at you amused, you start to move in a mischievous way, brushing against his groin and every now and then you turn to look at him out of the corner of your eyes, giving him glances that leave little to the imagination, you want to tease him to see how he reacts, you turn towards him moving your hips and placing your arms intertwined behind his neck feeling his erection against your abdomen as you hold onto him following the music.

“You're getting into trouble” he says in your ear, grabbing your neck with one hand and squeezing it, you play with the buttons on his shirt slightly open on the chest which lets you see the tattoos on his broad chest. The smell of his perfume mixed with the scent of the cigar pervades your nostrils while you slowly look at him, enjoying every detail of his tall and imposing figure: his long legs wrapped in dark, tight jeans, the black shirt that reveals the tattoos on his arms and chest and which impeccably outlines his broad shoulders and then, going up a little, your gaze rests on his perfect smile highlighted by the mustache and beard that decorate his face. When your eyes meet his your breath gets stuck in your throat: the intense blue of his irises penetrates you and the depth of his gaze makes you waver. You wanted to tease him and play a little and in a few minutes you ended up thinking about how much you would like to have him inside you even just for a quickie.

The party continues, some of your friends approach and you start dancing together. James looks at you amused, every now and then you turn and see his eyes fixed on you while he smokes his cigar, slowly, enjoying its aroma. You feel the excitement making its way through your body every time his gaze triggers something inexplicable inside you, an almost animalistic instinct.

“Don't look at me like that…” you whisper in his ear as you dance, smiling at him.

“I'm thinking about what position to put you in as soon as we get to the hotel…” he tells you in a firm tone that squares every inch of your body. Your brain goes into blackout, James realizes the power he has over you, even after years you still feel like the first times, euphoric and excited every time he provokes you, in that exact moment you understand that it's time to leave the party.

You say goodbye to everyone hastily and leave the party getting into the car quickly, he enters first and drags you in, pulling your hand, you end up on top of him and he starts kissing you avidly, as if he could finally let off steam, he comes down with his hands on your buttocks and he squeezes forcefully making you let out a small moan.

You stop kissing him and move your face away to look at him better, stroking his hair with one hand while you start to slowly rub yourself against him, also helped by his hands gripping you tightly and guiding you against his bulge. The effect of the rough pants and his erection against your pussy is devastating, The light layer of lace of your panties is probably already soaked and makes the sensation even more intense and exciting.

As you move above him you feel him slide down, extenging one leg and with one foot he presses the divider button so that the driver doesn't peek. He looks at you with a cheeky smile and lifts your dress, shortly after pulling you towards him and kissing your breasts which were bouncing a few centimeters from his face.

He begins to bite and lick your already swollen nipples, making you emit small moans while you start rolling your hips on top of him again with a slow pace placing his hands on the seat next to his head.

Even though you're still fully clothed and you're just rubbing yourself against him, you feel dizzy, all your senses are heightened, you're in ecstasy and you know that it's the same for him too, you can tell by the way he's panting and the way he holds you close, scanning every inch of your body with his calloused fingertips.

When you are about to come, the car stops, you both look at each other in disbelief, panting and the door opens shortly after, the driver pretends not to see the state you are in but he certainly noticed your red faces, James' hair completely disheveled and the fact that you are straddling him.

“Good night, Messrs Hetfield,” he tells you in a composed and professional tone.

You walk through the hotel door almost running, go up the stairs as the lift is busy, you don't want to waste even a minute, the excitement is sky high.

You enter the room and James takes off his shirt almost tearing off the buttons and sits down heavily on the armchair.

"Come here and finish what you started" he tells you in an almost diabolical tone, slapping his hands on his thighs while he is sitting on the armchair in the dim light. You close the bedroom door and approach him while you take off your mini dress, remaining in your thong and heels, James at the same time hastily takes off his jeans and boxers. You stop in front of him and let the thong go down to yours ankles and kick it away, leaving yourself naked. James swallows loudly, whispering "Good god”.

You immediately straddle him, you don't want to waste time you're too excited, you start riding him taking all of him first slowly moving up and down staring James in the eyes while you keep your hands on his shoulders for more stability then you increase the pace slightly and the moans of you both also increase with the rhythm.

“Fuck yes… like that” he tells you, sighing as you momentarily rest your hands on his legs behind you, James brings his gaze down to get a better look at his cock sinking into you, his hands are gripping firmly on your buttocks and guides your movements by ensuring that your pelvis are fully engaged with each thrust.

The feeling of his cock inside you every time is overwhelming, James loves seeing you on top of him, seeing you take control and enjoy while you ride him following your rhythm, he becomes louder and enjoys every moment eating you with his eyes.

James grabs your breasts and watches them almost hypnotized as they bounce to your rhythm. From time to time you make circular movements with your pelvis, slow and sinuous which allow you to feel his erect cock against your walls even more "Damn, you turn me on so much when you ride me.. you have no idea..." He says before uttering a growl that confirms his words.

While your pelvises meet and you are completely entwined with each other as if you were one person, you begin to move back and forth, rubbing yourself against him while you kiss him hungrily, biting him and licking every portion of available skin, one of your hands ends up behind his neck and every now and then you pull a few locks of his hair making him emit moans.

Grinding against his pubis with his cock deep inside you sends you increasingly stronger shocks of pleasure that make you literally get goosebumps, you turn your head back panting louder and louder, knowing that you are really close, James bites your neck and leaves bites on the sides under your earlobes as he pants along with you.

“mhmmhh god James… I'm close..” you whisper. “Look me in the eyes while you come baby…” he orders you in a firm and decisive tone, holding your face with his fingers and forcing you to look at him.

You probably have a desperate and shocked expression on your face due to the orgasm that is approaching and he likes it, he likes to see you completely destroyed by the way he fills you and guides you towards the limit, keeping you attached to his pelvis with a firm hand on your hips and the other on your neck, squeezing it, making you breathless.

“Oh my God… God… God God” you exclaim as you come, pressing your body to his, continuing to grind frantically on his pubic area. Soon after, with an unexpected jerk he takes you and slams you against the edge of the bed in front of him and without even giving you time to recover he begins to push himself inside you in a deep and deliberate way, holding you tight and still with his powerful arms, you are still shaken by the orgasm which continues further making you breathless, you cling to his shoulders moaning and after a few thrusts James comes fully inside you shaken by tremors biting your shoulder panting "Ohhhh ffffuck".

You remain like this, breathing deeply, entwined with each other, slowly you rest your feet on the ground, James is still inside you kissing you softly and breathlessly.

“Happy New Year baby” he says, caressing your cheek with one hand, his voice still altered by the orgasm.

You kiss him, holding him close to you with your arms, enjoying the moment and the warmth of his body against yours.

- What a damn way to start the year - you think to yourself taking a deep breath.

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hell yeahhhh

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so 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂, so hot 👅🗣️‼️‼️🔥

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⊹₊ Papa Het ⊹₊

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it was like two years ago and my dad played metallica ( I think it was for whom the bell tolls) in car driving me off to school and I was like omg I need to now how this band look like and i goggled it and idk how but this james pic popped out and in that moment I fell in love with him and he literally saved my life and to this day i love him even more

let’s play a game part 2 (here’s my post for kiss, if you are interested)

reblog with a photo that made you simp over a member (not necessarily your favorite one!), and add a backstory to it explaining how and why it happened.

here’s mine :

i do not remember the exact date when i first saw this photo, but i know that this was the photo that made it clear - i was head over heels for this man. still am. and will always be. what got my attention the most was his eyes, hair and his chest duhh obviously caught myself simping ever since 😮‍💨

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I love his crowd work lmao

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out~

awwwww thank you ily 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

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unforgiven II like my status if you agree

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this dance is my Roman Empire

lars dancing again..

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♾️

define AURA:

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Some gorgeous shots of Kirk Hammett to promote 72 Seasons, 2023

Pics by Tim Saccenti

James Hetfield set

Lars Ulrich + Robert Trujillo set

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happy birthday kirky 💋🫶🏽

Happy birthday to my big tiddy goth gf Kink Hammer

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FOR SOME REASON THE REQ WON’T WORK TOO POST SO I HAD TO SCREENSHOT

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ²⁰²⁴

Morning light comes in softly through the curtains. James shifts beside me. His deep sighs are a murmur. It's Father's Day, yet we're having one of those rare lazy mornings, no plans, no rush. Just the quiet of the house around us. I can tell he's relaxed, yet there’s this heaviness in his breathing.

He eventually rolls onto his side, the slightest of smiles on his lips, and turns to me. "Feels weird not having the kids around," he says dreamily, in a far off voice. I reach over and give a light massage of my fingers down his arm, catching the familiar coarseness of his skin as my fingers trace his tattoos.

"They're grown up," I say softly. "Living their own lives now.”

He nods, but his eyes stray away. I can tell he drifts off into memories, and a soft sadness settles in his eyes. He gazes down at the bedspread, fidgeting with the fabric. "I remember when they were just little… when they'd call me daddy and look at me like I was some kinda hero..."

I give his arm a gentle squeeze. "You were their hero. Still are."

He chuckles, but it's bittersweet, his eyes still filled with memories. "You remember the twins' first steps? They both walked on the same day. Held onto each other for balance. Stumbling all over the place."

I smile, remembering the scene. "I remember. They were determined, even back then.”

Sighing, he lets his eyes wander to the ceiling. "They used to run for us in everything, scraped knees, broken toys… they crawled into my lap, and everything was aright." He goes silent, his face softens, with a sadness only a father knows as he reflects on how fast time has flown by.

"They loved having you there, James," I reply, hope that he can feel the weight of my words as much as he hears them. "They knew you'd always make things better."

James sighs, glancing down at our hands intertwined on the bed. “It’s crazy, y’know?” he says. “Kirk just had a baby. Here I am, turning 61, and he’s starting all over again.”

I can see the thoughts in his mind. He rubs his thumb over my knuckles slowly, lost in it all. “I mean, I’m happy for him. Really am. But it’s got me thinking… what it would be like to go through that again.”

He exhales hard, his shoulders sag just a little. "Sometimes, I wonder if I did enough… if I was around enough. The tours, the nights in the studio… did I miss too much?"

I know he's being hard on himself, as always, when it comes to the kids. "They turned out incredible," I gently remind him. "Our girls and strong and independent, and our boy is so kind hearted and smart. You did plenty, my love.”

He stares out the window, his eyes misty, and nods slowly. "Remember when he first rode his bike? The way he yelled, 'Look, Dad!'… I swear, I thought my heart would stop."

I chuckle softly. "You were so proud. You couldn't stop talking about it for days.”

He laughs though there's a sadness to it. "Feels like that was just yesterday… and now he's halfway across the country, doing his own thing." His voice trails off, and he swallows. "I thought I'd be ready for this. But I miss them. I miss those little versions of them.”

I turn to him, brushing a hand over his weathered cheek. "James, they wouldn't be where they are now if it wasn't for you. You were there when it mattered. You were the one they ran to, the one they looked up to."

He blinks, his eyes softening as he looks at me. "You really think I did okay?

I smile and nod. "More than okay. You gave them the love and the strength they needed. You showed them what it means to work hard and care."

He leans into my touch, closing his eyes for a moment. "I just keep thinking about those days… when they'd sneak into our bed at night and snuggle up, and everything felt… complete. It was simple, y'know?”

“Life was simple," I agree, a little wistful myself. "But it's because of those days that they have the lives they do now. They grew up safe, happy, and loved. And you're a big reason why."

His fingers interlace with mine again, holding on a little tighter. "It just feels like it went by in a flash.”

"Time's funny that way," I murmur. "But look at them now. Our girls are thriving, and our boy is doin’ so well. They're good people, James. You should be proud."

He looks at me then. "I am. But it still hurts, y'know? Letting go. Knowing they don't need me like they used to."

"They're going to always need you," I say firmly, stroking his hand with mine. "Maybe not the same way, but you're always going to be their dad. That never changes."

He seems to let go of some of the sadness now. "You're right. It's just so hard. I want to go back. For even one day. To hear them laugh, to feel their small hands...”

I lean over, resting my head against his shoulder. "They'll come visit soon, and until then, we make the most of the time we have together. You and me."

James wraps an arm around me, pulling me close. "Thank you. For everything… for our beautiful children."

I close my eyes, feeling the warmth of his hug. "Always, James. You’re a great father, and the kids know that. That's what matters.”

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new blood joins this earth

and quickly he's a DUDE