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for whom the bell tolls,
it tolls for thee
rest in peace cliff burton 🕊❤️
#music#metallica#cliff burton#rock#80s#80s music#metal#thrash#thrash metal#for whom the bell tolls#ride the lightning#to live is to die
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Metallica - Ride The Lightning era - 1984
#1984#metallica#ride the lightning#cliff burton#james hetfield#kirk hammett#lars ulrich#80s metal#80s thrash#80s hair#80s fashion#80s nostalgia#80s music#thrash metal#throwbackblr#vintage#heavy metal#metal#1980s nostalgia#1980s music#1980s aesthetic#80s aesthetic#1980s fashion#1980s#1980s metal
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80s jaymz 😍
#james hetfield#jaymz#metallica#80s#thrash metal#80s thrash#speed metal#vintage#papa het#kill em all#ride the lightning#gods favorite#gaslight gatekeep girlblog#girlblogging#girlhood#girlblog#hell is a teenage girl#d1or3angel#im just a girl#this is a girlblog#metallica!🕸
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Low quality gifs of Hole and Metallica (Molson Ice Polar Beach Party, 1995) ⋆ ౨ৎ ˚ ˖ ࣪
#hole#doll parts#kinderwhore#hole band#live through this#metallica#jason newsted#kirk hammett#lars ulrich#courtney love#90s grunge#rock n roll#girlblogging#fashion#aesthetic#gifs#music gifs#rock gifs#thrash metal#ride the lightning#eric erlandson#people#ppl#music#musician#just girly things#femcel#female hysteria#rockstars#rock
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ride the lightning signing ♡
#metallica#cliff burton#james hetfield#lars ulrich#kirk hammett#ride the lightning#80s thrash#80s metal#thrash metal
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girl dinner. || ♡🎀
#kirk hammett#metallica#im just a girl#this is what makes us girls#ride the lightning#lightning#girl interrupted#80s rock#80s#80s music
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If this isn’t something you wish to behold before you, then avoid informing him that you didn’t vote for ride the lightning!!!
#hello kilk#kirk hammett#metallica#what#ride the lightning#metallica is not real#he’s lurking around#the mold is comjng
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So i’ve had this like thought in the back of my head for some odd reason but here it is:
Your best friends with James in the RTL era and you guys were just casually talking in the living room of the metali-mansion and somehow the conversation goes to celebrity’s you’d fuck. You answer first by saying Dave Mustaine as a joke and he ends up getting really annoyed with you and when you ask him about it he just fucks you🤤
i'm sososo sorry for being slow with requests, i just had a looooong roadtrip yesterday and currently working in an active organization, i promise i'm working on every req 😭
╰┈➤“𝑾𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑾𝑬𝑹„ ๋࣭⭑
James Hetfield x Reader
Contains Smut
The peanut I threw flew through the air and landed into James’ mouth perfectly, causing a pack of laughter to erupt from both of us as we high five each other proudly, making us look like two idiots, here sitting on the couch in the living room of Metallica’s so called ‘Metallimansion’.
It was afternoon here at El Cerrito, California. His friends were all off somewhere else, so since he was alone, he decided to invite me here to hang out together, just the two of us alone in this house.
I never really mind when he wanted to do these hang outs, James was a great company and all, always have been for the rest of our friendship.
I sit back down with my legs on James’ lap, one of his hand resting lightly on one of my ankles while we snack on some peanuts and talk about stupid stuffs, something we’ve done not once, not twice, not even thrice, probably thousands times before.
That’s when he suddenly snapped his fingers and point to me, “Aha! I got a good one!” He smirked, I can already tell by his stupid smirk that he’ll clearly say something idiotic.
With an eye roll, I smile back at him and raise my eyebrows, my expression showing I was amused. “What is it, Het?” I ask, sighing as I prepare for whatever stupid words come out of his mouth next.
The way his lips curve up into that stupid smirk was something I’d see on a daily basis ever since we became friends, often finding it being built up before he say or do something only a complete buffoon would do.
And just as I expected, he say, “Name a celebrity you’d fuck.”
The living room once again became filled with our in sync stupid laughter, I grin and nudged him with my foot, “You first!”
He shook his head with a laugh, his long blond hair shaking along with his head while his eyes squinting slightly from how wide he was smiling, looking drunk while being as sober as he ever was.
He swatted my feet off his lap, crossing his arms like a bratty kid. “Nu-uh. I’m the one who came up with it, you answer.” He say with that same stupid cheeky smile.
My eyes rolls yet again, amused by his childish question, at the same time being used to his mostly immature behavior.
I look up at the ceiling and hum, thinking. My finger tapping on my bottom lip as my mind think of the perfect celebrity I would like to have a sinful fun with, a small grin staying on my face.
The grin only became wider when I found my answer, James was quick to catch onto the sign. “Who?!” He ask excitedly.
A small laugh leave my grinning lips when I see how excited he became before I took deep breaths and answer his question, “Dave Mustaine.”
I pursed my lips, trying not to let more giggles leave my lips as I watch the expression on his face closely. Well honestly, I didn’t really mean it completely when I said I’d fuck Dave Mustaine.
Sure, Mustaine’s good looking and charming and talented and all, but my main plan was just to play around with James, knowing the small grudge that was held between the two metal vocalists. And by the new look on the blond’s face, I can tell I succeeded.
His eyebrows furrow at my answer, his stupid smirk almost immediately evaporated into thin air, his lips scowling instead, showing genuine annoyance no matter how much he try to hide it. His position on the couch shifted, showing a slight tense in him as he shift.
“Really? Out of all the other celebrities?”
I shrug and chuckle, “He’s cute. Nice hair also.”
James rolled his eyes and cross his arms, sighing. “His hair literally just looks like shredded carrots, what’s so nice about that?” He look away, I can see his tongue poking at the inside of his cheek.
“No it doesn’t!” I laughed and shake my head, finding this situation and the way my simple answer that was meant to be a joke was making him act amusing. He had his arms crossed, huffing as he look away like a kid that’s about to throw a tantrum.
He scoff and finally looked at me again, “He’s a drunk.”
“Weren’t you all?”
James groaned and lean back on the couch, his head thrown back while he rub his face. “I bet he wouldn’t even be a good fuck!” He say a bit louder now, almost yelling. I didn’t even think he would be that annoyed to even start yelling.
A bit surprised by the sudden yell, I sigh and roll my eyes. “And you would?” I scoff playfully, almost as if mocking him in a way.
Suddenly, he sat up straight again and his head snapped to me, raising an eyebrow as a small smirk appear again on his face, while still having a hint of annoyance in his expression. He stood up, his footsteps slowly making his way closer to my side of the couch.
My smile slowly fade little by little as he lean down, his face right in front of mine, his blue eyes meeting mine, the annoyance in his gaze now also accompanied by a hint of playfulness.
Something in the way he looked at me made my thoughts stop, finding myself becoming nervous from the proximity between both of our faces which are now inches away from one another.
A chuckle leaves his lips as he speaks up, his voice low. “Is that a dare?”
I can feel my heart pounding now rather than beating, my breath hitching. My mind starts to wonder with endless thoughts of what he means by this, how close our faces are, and what would happen next between us, here on this couch, in this living room, in this empty ‘Metallimansion’.
Slowly, I start to gain control of myself again, finding my own smirk returning to my lips as I tilt my head, raising my eyebrows. “What if it is?”
At that moment, I didn’t realize how much of a turn my words would make.
At that moment, I didn’t realize what he was implying on.
That is until he pushed me back on the couch and his hands grabbed onto my face, his fingers gripping my cheeks tightly while his lips smashed onto mine, his eyes closing in an instant.
His lips were rubbing against mine, the sensation making my own eyes close as well, finding myself enjoying the way his lips felt on mine, the way his tongue tastes as it slips past my lips and meets mine.
My mind couldn’t even process how good a simple kiss with my own bestfriend feels. Everything that went on with our connected lips feels right, feels amazing, feels addicting. It makes me long for more of him.
His hands that were once on my face now trails down to my body, his fingers finding their way to grip onto the bottom of my shirt, pulling it off me in a millisecond.
Suddenly, his head buried into my chest, his hand pushed down the cups of my bra to release my breasts from the ‘boob-jail’, giving him easy access to grab and grope on them while his lips went to wrap around one of my nipples.
Moans were pulled out of my lips by the time he sucked and nipped on my nipple, my back arching into him, a silent beg for more of his touch and lips, a silent beg for him to continue, a silent beg for him to go even more further.
My silent begs seems to be granted when his other hand slowly trail down to the hem of my pants, slipping past it along with my panties with such ease.
A gasp left my throat when his fingers found their way to my dripping cunt, toying with my aching clit before he starts rubbing harsh circles on it, pulling out even louder moans, his name slipping out of my lips, voicing out my need for him.
“S-shit..” I whimper when he start inserting two digits of his fingers into my aching pussy, pumping them in and out of me with not a single mercy.
I can feel a smirk being formed on his lips that are still wrapped around my now erect nipple, slick with his saliva. But now my mind are too fixated on the way his fingers exit and enter my cunt in a loop, curling them up every now and then.
Shaking ever so slightly, my legs wraps around his arm as I start to grind my hips against his fingers, desperate for more of that feeling.
A chuckle leave his lips yet again as he pull back from my breasts, “Feel good, eh?” He smirked, his hands leaving my pussy right when it just started to feel even better per second.
“Hey—!” I was cut off short by him flipping me over with such ease that it caused me to land harshly on the couch by my stomach. I grunt, “Bitch..” I mutter, earning another breathy laugh from James before he grabbed onto my hips and lift them up.
Letting out a shaky breath, I place my hands on the back of the couch as he bend me over it, his other hand on his belt, unbuckling it while he whispers into my ear, “I’ll make you regret every single letter that left your mouth just a second ago and turn those words into filthy noises you won’t believe silly old James Hetfield would be able to pull out of you.”
The way he spoke, the way he worded out his sentence, the way he breathes into my ear, the way he held my hip. It was all too unreal to make me believe we’d stay as friends only after all of this ends.
“W-whatever..” I huffed as I hear his pants fall to the floor, making my hear thump with anticipation of what’s about to happen next.
That’s when I feel his tip brushing up and down my folds before pushing past them and entering my slick hole. I gasp at the feeling of his hard cock entering me, his hands gently massaging my hips and ass.
His hips meets my ass as he slowly starts to get a hang of his thrusts, getting faster and harder by the seconds, grunts leaving his lips, accompanying my loud moans.
I can feel the tip of his cock meeting that weak spot in me, making my back arch and the loudest moan escape my throat out of how much pleasure he is causing me. "Fuck.."
"Was your pussy always this tight? Goddamn..." He groaned, his hands now fixated on my hips, gripping them tightly while he lead me back and forth against his hips, our movement making loud skin slapping noises.
My fingers dug into the soft cushiong of the back of the couch, my knees weak by the second while he continue to thrust in and out of me.
"...Only for you.. Only for you.." I utter out while panting, my breathing loud and hard to control.
Another gasp escapes me when the palm of his big hand meets the skin of my ass, which later on created a big red mark of his hand, my skin aching from how hard he hit me.
James laugh came out breathy yet loud, muttering out. "Didn't knew my best friend would be such a slut for me.."
A whine leave my slightly parted lips, my legs shaking while trying to keep myself up from how much he makes me want to just crumble and fall by just fucking me so fast and good.
He was so rough, yet so careful at the same time. The way he fucked me was surreal. Never in my whole life have I ever though that the man that will make me want to cum so fast would be my own best friend. And never in my whole life would I ever admit it. Until now, perchance.
"Fuck.. oh fuck..! James!" My eyes widens to the point they look like they're about to pop out of their sockets, my lips parting even wider as I let out yet another loud moan, my knees almost giving up on me. But his hands stays on my hips and keeps me up straight, not even caring about my moment of weakness.
"You hear that— you hear yourself?" He leaned over and grunted in my ear, his arms wrapping around my stomach and holding me close to his body, still thrusting. "You hear that name? Does that sounds like 'Dave' to you?"
"N-no.."
"Then what is it?"
"James.."
"Say that again?"
"Ja—James..!!"
I gasped, my release coming out in a sudden without my consent, fluids of my cum gushing out of my cunt uncontrollably and dripping out through our connected sex.
James groaned behind me, his grip on my hips tightening a little as he fuck my now slick hole, "Fuck fuck fuck! Shit.."
Not long after, his came inside me, his seed filling up my hole, making me feel even more full while his groan fills my ear, the genuine pleasure visible in his voice.
Once we recover from our intense release, he grabbed onto me and flip us over, sitting on the couch and pulling me on his lap. His hands went to my cheeks before he starts kissing me again.
My eyes flutter close while my lips move against his, the palm of my hands resting gently on his heaving chest while his were in my hair, brushing some of the strands away from my face.
When we pull apart from each other, he smirk up at me, his hands moving down to rest on my thighs, rubbing up and down them soothingly while I lean down to rest my forehead on his own.
"Still think Mustaine would be better?"
I chuckle and shake my head, kissing the tip of his nose.
"Never."
#james hetfield#james hetfield x reader#james hetfield fanfiction#james hetfield smut#james hetfield x you#james hetfield imagine#metallica#metallica x reader#metallica fic#metallica smut#metallica fanfiction#metallica imagines#fanfic#smut#fanfiction#writing#imagines#80s#ride the lightning
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metallica in zwolle, netherlands | 11/11/1984
© robert hoetink
#metallica#james hetfield#kirk hammett#HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRLFRIEND...#uhh#my uploads#80s metal#80s thrash#thrash metal#uhhh#ride the lightning
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The sillies
#rtc musical#ride the lightning#noel gruber#ocean o'connell rosenberg#constance blackwood#mischa bachinski#ricky potts#jane doe rtc#jane doe ride the cyclone#sillyposting#silly little guys
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just Kirk being Kirk❤️✨
+ one of my fav Klars moments 🫠
#fuck i love this man#kirk hammett#james hetfield#lars ulrich#metallica#jason newsted#theyre so cute#hes so gorgeous#hes so silly#hes so babygirl#theyre in love your honor#for whom the bell tolls#ride the lightning
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On this day, April 1, 41 years ago, Kirk Hammett officially joined Metallica as a guitar solo player!
(As some say: April Fool's joke lasted for 40 years)
#spotify#80s#new post#80s metal#metal#metal music#80s thrash#heavy metal#trash metal#metallica#kirk hammett#james hetfield#lars ulrich#cliff burton#kill em all#ride the lightning#master of puppets
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James Hetfield (Metallica) with an old camera in the early 1980s (1983, correct me if I’m wrong)
#vintage#80s#1980s#80s music#80s nostalgia#1980s music#1980s nostalgia#80s metal#80s thrash#metallica#james hetfield#cameras#vintage camera#vintage tech#throwbackblr#kill em all#ride the lightning#master of puppets
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Who ever made this 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
#metallica#lars ulrich#james hetfield#cliff burton#kirk hammett#ride the lightning#ride the lightning album
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Ride the lightning tour December 1984 Germany
#metallica#kirk hammett#lars ulrich#kirky baby#ride the lightning#cliff burton#james hetfield#thrash metal#1984#1980s
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ride the lightning celebration ♡
#metallica#cliff burton#james hetfield#kirk hammett#lars ulrich#ride the lightning#80s thrash#80s metal#thrash metal
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