#james Hetfield

[lagunz]

𖤐 james hetfield, lars ulrich & dave mustaine ; early metallica days

[lovmeforlife]

[myoneand-onlyyou]

Uses sign language to tell you fuck you

[metallicaphotos]

What I’m thinking about is not safe for work or the bedroom honestly

[duffsmckagan]

[mentalmilkshakes]

I will forever be tempted to eat this man

[n3wstxd]

hear me out

dilf jason…90s james…say gex…

I mean dirty sweaty disgustingly down bad sex

ok thanks for listening to my Ted talk

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

Hey urm sorry if this is weird but could you maybe do like reader is cliff’s sister and shes like playing bass and she like sounds like him and then like one of the metallica boys (idk whoHELP) like hears it and starts like remembering Cliff and starts like complimenting the reader

idk im sorry if thats weird idk i just had a dream about it and i thought it was cute😭😭

A/n: totally didn’t cry while writing this HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME WRITE THIS

Warnings: slight angst, Cliffs dead, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

It was like this curse that followed the family, first Scott died, to carry on his memory Cliff decided he'd be the best bassist around and you wanted to work on that with him, then Cliff died.

It had been a year since the accident, you hadn't touched your bass since that night you got the call. You slept in Cliff's room, where all the instruments, memorabilia, where everything was, it was your room now but you never called it that because you never moved your stuff into there.

Everything would stay the same, it was Cliff's room, but you couldn't sleep in your own room.

It was Cliff's birthday, what would have been his twenty-fifth. It was nearly 5:00 pm and you hadn't gotten out of bed yet. Your dad came in to check on you every hour or so, you never said a word and he understood why.

Cliff's bass was right across the room, sitting in it's stand. A thin layer of dust covered it, the last week you'd been trying to pretend like everything was ok but it wasn't, you stopped dusting off his things.

People would be coming over soon and you'd have to go down for a dinner party to remember Cliff. It made you furious. that's not what he would've wanted. Only, it was. It was exactly what he would have wanted, not because he wanted everyone to spend the day remembering him but because he wanted everyone to have fun and have a big dinner.

Without really knowing why you got up and picked up Cliff's bass, plugging it in and sitting down on the hardwood floor. You tuned it and just started playing.

James was the first to arrive, he'd been helping your parents with food and setting the table when he heard your playing. Your parents heard it too and couldn't stop smiling, James was close to tears and excused himself.

He walked down the hall, heading for the bathroom but he stopped just outside of Cliff's room. He assumed the playing would be coming from your room but when he heard it through the door he froze.

He didn't knock, just slowing opened the door and peaked in to find you sitting on the floor, tears streaming down your cheeks, all snot-nosed and choking back sobs while you played through For Whom The Bell Tolls.

James stepped into the room and closed the door behind himself. He walked over to you and sat down, throwing an arm over your shoulders and pulling you to his side. Your playing got messy and soon you were just sobbing against him as he held you, his own tears rolling down his cheeks.

James took the bass away from you, setting it on the ground before you slapped him. "What the fuck's wrong with you?" You demanded as he held the side of his face, cheek stinging. You took the bass from him and put it back where it was supposed to be.

"I'm sorry." He said, voice soft and weak. "I-I didn't mean to, I just..." He trailed off, thinking of words but there were none the find. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his lap, wrapping himself around you like you were the last bit of Cliff on this earth and he had to keep you safe. "You sound just like him." He mumbled, burying his face in your hair.

Dinner was gonna be ready soon but you weren't hungry, if you ate anything you'd just throw it up later. James didn't want to move, if he moved he was going to the nearest bar and drowning his sorrows, hell, he'd never leave.

So you stayed. Your dad came in to check on you but left when he saw you both crying. He wasn't going to get an answer so he didn't even bother and just left you two alone.

James started chuckling. It was broken and sad but it carried that element of stupid you missed hearing. You didn't laugh much anymore, not through September anyway, it was nice to hear even if it didn't sound quite right.

"What?" You asked, wiping your eyes and looking back at him over your shoulder.

He shook his head. "Cliff would kill me if he knew I was holding you like this." You were sitting in his lap in pyjama shorts and one of Cliff's old shirts -you never washed them but you didn't wear them all too frequently, only when you needed to feel closer to him. Your back was pressed against his chest and his arms were wrapped tight around your torso, clinging to you as if you'd vanish the second he let go.

You exhaled, smiling softly at the bass in front of you. "No he won't" You said. "He trusts you." You said.

James waited a moment before turning you to face him more. "You shouldn't do that, you know."

Your brows furrowed in confusion as you looked at him. "Do what?"

"Talk about him like he's still here." He said. It was a hard thing to say, he knew it was harder to hear but it had to be said. "You talk about him in present tense."

You looked back to the bass and gave a small, slow nod. "I-I don't want to let go of him." Your voice cracked as you spoke.

James nodded in understanding. "You don't have to let him go, I'm not, I'm never gonna let go of him. But you have to move on with your life, it's what he would've wanted." A long, heavy silence settled over the both of you.

"Fuck you." You grumbled. He was right, you knew it, but you needed to yell at someone. "Fuck you, you didn't know him like I knew him." James knew then he'd done something wrong, but he didn't budge. He tightened his hold on you, not wanting you to leave still, he didn't know what you'd do if he let go and he wasn't willing to find out.

"He was my bassist, my bandmate, one of my bestfriends."

"He was my last brother!" You yelled, tears filling your eyes once more. "I don't get another, you have another bassist, I don't get another brother!" It came out like the floodgates had burst, James didn't flinch. You needed this and if there was going to be someone to take it at face value it would be him, he knew he could take it and he knew nothing bad would happen if you took it out on him.

By the end of it you were sobbing and shaking in his arms, your dad was coming in every few minutes, other family members tried to help but James told them to leave, you didn't want them there, they couldn't fix anything.

James lifted you up and carried you to the bed, getting you under the covers and crawling in with you, letting you curl up to him while you cried, surrounded by Cliff.

People started leaving, it was around midnight. James didn't plan on moving, though your crying had calmed down. It wouldn't stop, not for a while, but it calmed down, now you were just sniffling and wiping your nose on his shirt.

"You can go to sleep, you know." He said, looking down at you while you stared at the bass across the room. He saw where you were looking and brought his hand to the side of your face, tilting your head up to look at him. He didn't say anything, couldn't think of anything to say, so instead he just kissed you.

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James cannot look normal it is confirmed

[novacallisto]

They're so loud😂

[metallicaphotos]

Aww Larsy and Kirky share shirts <3

[littlerollingstone]

What can I say who knows

[hailsatanifyouplease]

Jason looks like a toddler simply experiencing the world around him and James is like "Mooooom! He's pinching me again! Take him away!". Such a crybaby 🤣🤣🤣

[mentalmilkshakes]

Some of you would fall for this

[frugzyx]

WOAH

You know how much time I spent drawing these posters.

[yukiiweirdfishes-11]

⭒ 𓂃⠀ ، RIDE THE LIGHTNING ˒ ৲ ⋆

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