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ssavaart · 3 days
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A little doodle of James Hetfield from Metallica I did during a live last year for the 90's Music Alphabet
Gouache on Hot Press Watercolor Paper
Sending Big Hugs from the Hobbit Hole. ♥♥♥
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heidismagblog · 3 days
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kirkhammettz · 3 days
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what is on cliff’s shoulder ..? 😭
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paulainchains · 2 days
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kirk reaching out in a fanzine about buying and trading comic books and toys with fans (1987)
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it's not a birthday without pie ♡
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trapped-under-ice · 2 days
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classicrockchick92 · 3 days
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That smile
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weirdgenetic-fuckup · 10 hours
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Hey!! Could you please write ‘96 James with fem!reader where he’s is feeling lazy, so he lets the reader just ride his boot like a little slut?
A/n: This might just be my favourite James era. Also, I lost any and all motivation about half-way through this so I apologize but I hope you still enjoy reading it :'3
Warnings: Smut, thigh riding, boot riding??, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!
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It was your anniversary and you were waiting for James to get home from the studio. You were making dinner when you heard keys jingling and the front door rattling. You went over to greet James as he entered but were met with a very unhappy sight.
James just looked exhausted, his shoulders slumped and he barely smiled when he saw you. Even so he wrapped his arms around you and gave you a hug, kissing your forehead sweetly before making his way to the living room.
“Dinner’s almost ready.” You said to him as he left. You went back to cooking and when you were done you called him to the dining room.
“Just bring it here.” He said, tiredness creeping into his voice. You hesitated but gave in and brought him a plate to the living room. You made yourself comfortable beside him, even if he wasn’t in a good mood you wanted to spend such a special day with him.
He finished and asked you to get him seconds, so you did, returning back a moment later with his food. “Rough day?” You asked, wanting to get him talking.
James groaned in response. “Lars is just a fucking...” He trails off and shakes his head. You nod and lean your head against him when you get an idea.
You place your hand on his knee and trail it up his thigh. “I know what could make you feel better.” You mused, James just shook his head again.
“No, not tonight, I’m too tired.” He mumbled, poking at his second helping. You let out a sound of disappointment.
“But it’s our anniversary.” You said, looking up at him. “It’s special.” You could see in his eyes that there was frustration boiling inside him. You didn’t want to push him to anything, but you knew him well enough to get what you wanted.
“Come on, please?” You looked up at him with a pout, your hand still rubbing his thigh. “It would make me happy.” He let out a heavy sigh and you smirked to yourself. “Please?”
“Would you stop bitching in my ear for one second, please?” He snapped. The way he said it made it clear that ‘please’ was only added at the last second. You didn’t say anything more and kept your hand idle on his thigh. “Fuck, if you want it that bad get on your knees.” He demanded. You smiled happily and slid off the couch and onto your knees in front of him.
Your hands rested on his knees and you got ready to suck him off, only that’s not what he wanted. The way you were positioned you were between his legs as he manspread. He lightly kicked at your leg to get you to move over, you were confused but did as he gestured nonetheless, now hovering over his boot.
“Get yourself off.” He grunted and continued eating. You looked up at him all confusedly and he groaned. “Get yourself off!” He repeated in a firmer voice, harshly pushing the toe of his boot to meet your heat. Your eyes widened and you squirmed a bit, after collecting yourself you started grinding yourself on his boot.
You’d never done this before and it was a little awkward. James didn’t look at you, he didn’t move his foot, he just sat back and ate while he watched whatever was on the TV. It was strange, humiliating and oddly hot.
Your hips moved faster as you stared up at him, wanting to work for his attention since you knew you had to. He didn’t give you the time of day until you uttered a certain sentence.
While you’d been moaning and whining James didn’t care until you spoke up. “Daddy-daddy, ‘m gonna cum.” He finally looked down at you and with a blank expression he spoke.
“Cum on daddy’s boot.” With that your eyes rolled back and your mouth dropped open in soft moans. Your hips continued to buck against his hard boot as the high rocked through your body. “Good girl.” He praised, though there was no smile indicating he meant it. “Now keep going.” You stared up at him, cheeks flushed and breath heavy.
“What? But I-I just-”
“And take your clothes off.” James interrupted, looking back to his plate of food. “I want you to get out two more.” He stated. Knowing there was no negotiating you started stripping, almost hurt that he wasn’t watching as you did so.
Now bare you started grinding down on his boot again. The sensation was much harsher now, not only because you were still sensitive from the high but because there was nothing between your soft skin and his rough boot.
You were whining at the feeling but didn’t stop since you were already close. There was a wet spot on his boot, your slick helping to ease the texture.
Soon enough you came again, waiting a moment to calm down a bit. James swatted your cheek. “Did I say stop?” You shook your head. “Answer me, did I say stop?”
“No. No, you didn’t.” You replied, voice shaky and weak.
“Oh, I didn’t, did I?” He said, tsking. “Then why’d you stop?”
“I’m sorry.” You blurted. James shook his head and gestured for you to keep going. You did as you were told, rocking your hips on him once more. 
You could see a prominent bulge in james’ jeans. Seeing that gave you some motivation because you knew that he’d be giving you more than a boot tonight, he could never go to sleep with a hard-on. So you kept grinding on him, calling out for him over and over again.
Right when you were about to cum again he pulled his foot away and stood up to bring his plate to the sink. You stared at him as he walked away for a moment before chasing after him.
“What was that? I-I wasn’t done!” You said, reaching for his hand but he pulled it away.
“I know.” He said plainly. “Neither was I.” He ran some water over his empty plate and set it to the side. Still you watched his every move.
James wrapped his arms around you, pulling you tight to him and crashed his lips onto yours. He pushed you back against the counter and spread your legs with his knee, guiding you to grind on his clothed thigh.
Now there was a small wet spot as he pulled another orgasm out of you, but he didn’t stop. And maybe that was the plan. Come home pretending he’d had a rough day and give you everything you needed except for his dick. Whatever the reason, drool was slipping down your chin and you couldn’t be happier.
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wh3r3v3rimayr0am · 13 hours
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“who are you texting?” sorry i’m just smiling at this edit of an old man with a guitar
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superduperfarter · 2 days
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idek why i drew this tbh i just felt like it
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mxtal-up-ur-ass · 3 days
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Kirk Hammett please if you can hear us please Kirk Hammett please save us
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jeff-burton · 16 hours
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Jason Newsted
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clem900 · 24 hours
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KIRK HAMMETT SURFING KIRK HAMMETT SURFING KIRK HAMMETT SURFING ‼️‼️🗣🗣🗣💣💣🎸🎸🎸🔥🔥🔥🔥 🏄‍♂️ 🏄‍♂️🏄‍♂️🏄‍♂️🏄‍♂️🏄‍♂️
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paulainchains · 2 days
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llittletingoddess · 2 days
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He's like a dolphin I can't- 🐬
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rhapsodynew · 3 days
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Metallica, with an extremely wise member, the great Dave Mustaine, 1982
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On July 17th, 1982, a landmark event took place that influenced the development of all metal music for many years to come. Metallica released their first cassette demo called "No Life 'til Leather".
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