SIR IM GONNA NEED A PART 2 ON JAMES BEING YOUR BESTFRIEND BECAUSE I SWEAR U JUST SENT ME INTO CARDIAC ARREST.
AHAHAHA YOU GOT IT, I THINK ILL DO A LITTLE SHORT PIECE FOR THIS ONE SO YIPEE!!
ALL IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT IS HIS REACTION TO YOU LEAVING!! for example, you have no idea but he’s desperately in love with you, to the point where he can’t STAND the thought of you leaving at all
it’d be a normal day and you’d turn up to the little spot you’d both claimed in some random woods behind your house, he’d missed your call earlier and you never left a voicemail, but he’d be there.
pushing your way through tall bushes and sharp brambles that graze and etch it’s mark in your skin as the sun shines down, setting slowly with the quiet lull of the ending summer. you make your way around the rock you both remarked that looks stupidly like a butt one day, beers in hand and your mind spinning but as you get to the little clearing with a slight decline, the small cave like ending to the path with beers in hand you’d notice he was there. walkman in and humming idly to some song he’d discovered that he was way too excited to show you. you grin, how on earth could he miss your call but still turn up on time?
his smile would be bright as he sees you walk down and he’d take his headphones off, ready to place them on your head as soon as you sat down, but he notices your slight difference in demeanour, he stands with trepidation, he’s no good with this stuff.
“hey…are you alright…? you look like shit.”
you laugh up at him as you place your bag down and crack open a beer without second thought, passing one to him and you beam a smile, your eyes welling up with tears.
“I got in!”
his expression would drop for just a second, the traces of his smile no longer apparent, but he would quickly combat that with wrapping you up in a hug and squeezing you tight, he knew you had been waiting for this a long time but he never expected this time to come, he tried to keep a brave face though, smiling as he let you go and exclaiming
“i knew you could do it, idiot! where to?!”
you’d name somewhere hours away from where you both lived and he would try to keep the atmosphere light and cheerful, exclaiming happily as his insides churned, this time not so teasing
“that’s amazing! i’m so proud of you! you’re not as dumb as i thought, huh?”
you’d giggle and gesture him to sit as you talked enthusiastically about where you were going, what you planned on doing at college/university and he would be genuinely excited for you. but the way he was looking at you had you both emotional, even if you didn’t know he felt just as much as you did, he’d grin trying to be supportive as possible and with a slight sadness in his eyes, his body language soft as hell for once, he’d lean over and brush a stray strand of hair from your face and remark
“well, …who’s going to listen to my shitty record finds now?”
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girls when hello god this is peter parker can i ask a favor? i know i’ve been your personal cat toy for the last few years but can we not do that to me again for a while? not real long, i know the odds on that are about zero..but just for a little while. say…fifty or sixty years? just kidding, god…just kidding. but i’ll bet you knew that, didn’t you? and girls when so here's the thing, god, i know i complain a lot, and i know that you and me, we've got issues, but right now, just for tonight…thank you for her. thank you
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hetfield x trans masc reader
this has been playing on my mind all day so here we goooo
80’s James my beloved
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the both of you had been laid there a while, your legs hooked over his shoulders, pressed tight to his chest. His fingers buried deep inside you moving teasingly slow, whenever you’d let out a desperate whine or moan, he’d curl his fingers and rush to cover your mouth.
earlier on, it had been playing on his mind all day, resenting the fact he couldn’t be constantly inside of you but he wanted to savour the moment.
“such a good boy for me hm? you like that don’t you?” he’d growl into your ear and nip at your neck.
letting out louder sounds this time you look up at him with pleading eyes, unable to control your hips which were grinding down on him, rolling and trying to fuck yourself harder.
“please jamey…please”
shaking his head and looking down at you, soft golden strands of his tangled hair tickling your face.
“no, sweetheart. you’re gonna stay right there and let me have my fun, don’t move and don’t make a sound.”
you look at him and glare in protest, but you follow his instructions, staying perfectly still and biting back moans by shoving your face into the crook of his neck. sucking at the skin in an attempt to distract yourself.
“that’s right, so perfect for me, my sweet boy.” his hand moves faster now, brushing past that sweet spot, curling up into you and moving with strategy. your head tips back and you cover your own mouth, eyes glazed over as you stare at him, struggling not to squirm under his touch.
“mhm taking it so good, doing fantastic for me baby, keep quiet and i’ll let you have what you want, okay?” his words roll of his tongue, sounding sweet but you knew it was a lie, squeezing your eyes shut you focus on the feeling. he was going to deny you regardless, might as well enjoy it.
thoughts of the previous night running through your head, the visuals of him sloppily licking your clit and whispering sweet nothings seemed to drive you crazy, helping you along the way. he notices this and takes his fingers out, producing a hiss from you at the loss of sensation.
“no, no. not yet beautiful. i know what you’re doing.”
your eyes flutter open and you look at him with frustration, unable to speak you can only part your lips and pull him in for a kiss, running your hands through his hair and tugging at it in a needy plea.
“you don’t get to cum until i say you do pretty boy, don’t want you cumming so soon” he whispers after parting from your lips.
a huff escapes you, as you shake your head
“we’ve been here for over an hour, please…i can’t anymore…i need it so bad”
he smirks, finally getting you where he wanted you. “then why didn’t you say so handsome?”
you glare at him again and are about to make a snarky comment, quickly interrupted by him lining up and slamming himself inside. he let out a satisfied grunt hearing you whine at the motion. there with that shit eating grin as he brushes your hair out of your face, running his thumb over your lips.
“you did so well for me honey, gonna make you feel even better now..”
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