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ihavenolife346 · 17 days

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nicky I need to share smt with u, James loves showering with you, like, really. Having you between his legs in the bathtub and laying against his chest while the two of you are just in silence after a long day, or venting to you, even talking some shit and both of them dying laughing at the idiocy... I imagine this in any era of James, more specifically the 80s, he's just so cute I can't 😔

shit, it took me a while to respond to this… sorry anon

But this was fucking cute to imagine, I have the image in my head in two different eras. 80s James and early 00s James because I think it would be very different to be in the bathtub with them.

With 80s James it would be after he gets home from the tour, he'd be all touchy with you, he'd have you glued to his chest while he tells you everything he saw during the tour, while he talks he'd caress your thighs, your tummy, literally anywhere he could reach but not in a sexual way (you guys already took care of that a couple of hours ago) after talking, you'd help him "wash off the road smell" but that's really just an excuse to pet him and play with his messy hair, he'd also play with you, putting foam on your head and splashing water on you until you both left a mess in the bathroom.

There would be lazy kisses with you sitting on James' lap until the water cooled down, at the end they would get out of the tub with intentions of continuing their little reunion party in bed.

Now, I think about James from 2004. They would be on a break from the tour in early August, it's also the first tour with James sober so it's hard for him. Luckily he has you so you welcome him with open arms at home to make him relax and forget about the road while he is with you, you would prepare him a hot bath in the tub and your intention in the beginning would be to spoil him, give him a massage and take away the stress, however he wouldn't stand not having you with him so with puppy eyes he would ask you to join him. Clearly you couldn't refuse so you would get in the tub with him, sit behind him so James could lie against you and let you continue with the care you had in mind.

There would be no words from either of you, you would just lie there relaxing and enjoying the skin to skin contact that James missed so much, the only sounds would be little hums of satisfaction from him as you stroked his scalp, you would laugh softly because in the end, James is just a big teddy bear wanting affection and love.

I love smut but I'm a bitch for domestic fluff

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ihavenolife346 · 18 days

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Back with nightly stuff from my Pinterest at 2:20 in the morning.

Tonight I present: Kirk Hammett with a dog and his guitar.

Thoughts: I can sleep happy now lol

#metallica #kirk hammett #hes so handsome #this makes my heart happy #hes adorable

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ihavenolife346 · 19 days

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I can sleep well now <3.

#metallica #james hetfield #i love him sm #howcouldthisnotmakeyouhappy #im gonna sleep

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ihavenolife346 · 19 days

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Yes…I scroll through Pinterest when I’m bored. This is what I found at 2:36 in the morning. Thought I’d share:)

Can i please point out Lars’s face🤣

#metallica #james hetfield #lars ulrich #this made me laugh #his face #i still love him

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ihavenolife346 · 21 days

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And now I’m feeling like I’m going to cry and a god damn restaurant…

You Can Be My Silver Springs ⭐️ James Hetfield X Fem! Reader

“You’ll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you.”

warnings: ANGST AND FLUFF (finally), James is kind of an asshole at some points and makes reader cry (multiple times)

word count: 1,828

1990

“And the winner, for best rock vocals from a woman is…” the announcer began, you couldn’t stop fidgeting with your hands in your lap. The announcer flipped the top of the card and then brought their mouth back to the microphone.

“Y/N Y/L/N!” they yelled into the microphone. Cheers and applause filled the room as you stood up. Your hand covered your mouth as you tried your hardest to hold back your tears. You hugged your friend and your music producer and grabbed the bottom of your dress as you began to walk to the stairs of the stage.

Once you got up on the stage you walked over to the announcers and hugged them as they handed you your Grammy. You walked over to the microphone and wiped your tears before starting, “Hi!” you said into the microphone and laughed nervously, your voice beginning to shake.

“I am so honored and grateful to accept this award, this journey has been filled with dedication, passion, and countless hours of hard work. I share this award with my fans - who I wouldn’t be up here without, my amazing team who believed in me from the start, and every single woman who has paved the way in rock music. This award is not just mine; but every single girl or woman out there who dared to rock and break barriers. Thank you so much for this incredible honor!” You said and smiled, the applause and cheers began again. You looked out into the crowd and noticed him, standing, cheering, and you thought you could see a…tear?

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December, 1986

“Was I just a fool?”

“You play the guitar?” a man’s voice asked you. “Yeah! I have been since I was a little girl,” you replied, looking up from the strings and your eyes widening.

“Hey! You’re that guy from that one band!” you snapped your fingers trying to remember the name. “Metallica?” he asked “Yeah! Your name is James, right?” you asked and he nodded “Yeah! You are…?” he asked and held out his hand for you to shake it “Y/N! Y/N Y/L/N.” you said as you shook his hand. “That’s awesome. You make music?” he asked “I would like to, but you know - no one takes girls seriously in this field.” you said and laughed awkwardly.

“Yeah, as shitty as it is to admit.” he said and smiled. “Hey! I’m going out for drinks with my band and producer later, you should come with me and I can introduce you to him!” James said “Really? That would be awesome!” you replied “Great! Give me your number and I’ll call you with a time and place.” he said. You grabbed a pen and looked around for a paper but James eventually just held out his palm and you wrote your number down on it.

“Thanks! See you later James!” you said and waved goodbye and James walked down the hall into a small room, “Don’t mention is Y/N. See you later!” he waved and walked into the room. The door closing it behind him.

⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ��️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️

January, 1988

“So what did the people at the studio say?” James asked as he reached into the fridge to grab a beer. “Said that he liked it - asked me to change some of the lyrics so they were ‘softer’ Guess he thought they were too heavy for a girl's song,” you said and sat down on the couch.

“What the hell? Those lyrics were fine.” James said as he walked over to the couch and sat down closely next to you. “It’s fine James, he said that me and him can work together to come up with something. He also said that it shouldn’t affect the album release date.” You said and looked over at James. He set his beer down on the coffee table in front of the couch and brought his hand to your arm and rubbed it. “This is gonna be your big break baby, just make sure that you like it and that you’re not just going with what he says because you think you have to.” James said “Thanks Jamie.” you said and kissed him.

James placed his hands on the side of your face and deepened the kiss, you slowly fell back against the couch and James sat on his knees in between your legs and kissed down your neck and collarbone. “James!” you yelled playfully “I have to go to the studio soon!” you laughed “I’ll call them and tell them you’ll be late. I’m sure they won’t mind.” He said as he looked up and smiled at you. “When I get home you can have me all you want, but I need to make a good impression!” you said and smiled at him.

James leaned back against his knees. “You’re right. Need me to do anything here while you’re gone?” James asked “No, just practice your songs.” you said and brought your hand up to the side of his face and rubbed his cheek with your thumb. “I love you.” James said and kissed you one more time “I love you too James.” you said back.

June 1988

“Why are you so mad?” you asked James, “Because you're letting him take away your dreams baby! You’re practically letting him have full control over your music!” James yelled back.

“James no I’m not! I’m a grown woman I know how to stand up for myself against him! He just makes good suggestions, so yeah, I put them down on the lyric sheet!” you yelled. “Y/N. You’re not listening.” James said and rubbed between his eyes “No! You’re not listening! He’s helping me, more than you have this whole time!” you said. James looked up at you, anger in his eyes. “I haven’t helped you?” he repeated back “I haven’t fucking helped you?” he said again, this time much louder “Without me you wouldn’t even have a music producer! None of this would be happening without me!” He yelled and slammed his hand on the table, causing you to jump and step back.

It was silent in the kitchen for a moment after that. You breathed heavily, “I’m gonna go stay at my sister’s house tonight. I think we need some time away from each other.” you said, James didn’t respond. You sniffled as you walked to your and James’ bedroom and began packing an overnight bag. You grabbed your car keys and exited the bedroom, James nowhere in sight. You assumed that he had gone onto the back porch to drink so you made your way to the front door and walked out into your car.

When you got into the driver's seat and closed the door, you broke. You sobbed into your hands and rested your forehead against the steering wheel. You thought back to when you and James had first started dating - and how perfect everything was. He knew how much your music meant to you and you could see how much his music meant to him. You thought back to the argument you had only a few minutes prior and how he was right, you really wouldn’t be here without him. You also thought about all the arguments you two had been getting into lately. It seemed like this album was tearing you apart, but it made you happy.

August, 1988

“I know I could have loved you but you would not let me.”

The album was finished. You had been doing press, preparations for your first tour, and trying to make things work with James. “James, I love you. Please, just stay and we can talk about it?” You begged as James made his way to the door. “I think it’s best if we don’t talk while we're both like this right now. I’m just gonna be at the studio workin’ - I’ll call you when I’m about to leave,” he said, hot tears streaming down your cheek.

“Please don’t cry,” James said, not even looking at you. “How can I not cry when you’re breaking my heart? You’ve changed so much lately James, I just- I don’t know.” you cried. “I’ll call you Y/N,” he said and opened the door and closed it. Y/N, your name, not the normal “baby” that he would always say to calm you down when you cried.

He didn’t call you that night.

You slept on the couch, waiting for him, but he never showed up. You cried for days, but you knew you needed to suck it up. You had two days before you left for the tour - and you wanted to see James at least one more time. You called the studio but when Jason answered he just told you that James was busy and that he would tell him to call you back and that you called. You had one day before you left, and you called the studio for the last time.

“Hello?” it was James’ voice. “James?” you asked, your heart beginning to beat faster. “Baby. Uhm. what’s up?” he asked ‘What’s up?’ you repeated in your head. “I’ve been trying to call you.” you said “Sorry, I had guitar issues and I just-“ he began but you cut him off. “I’m leaving for the tour tomorrow James. I should be gone for at least a year and a half or so, just thought you might want to know why your apartments empty.” you said into the phone sternly. “My apartment? I thought it was our apartment?” James said and laughed nervously.

“I can’t do this anymore James. I tried to love you but you just wouldn’t let me anymore,” you said as you tried to hold back the trembling of your voice. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes. Let’s just talk this out okay?” James said, sounding very nervous. “James I have to go, I have things to do. I don’t hate you so don’t think that I do. I love you, but it just doesn’t work anymore okay?” you said, your voice cracking as you choked out the last few words.

“Okay. I love you too, I’ll see you around?” he asked, his voice breaking but he tried to cover it. “I’ll see you around James.” you said “Bye baby.” James said, and the other end of the phone went silent.

1990

You walked off the stage, hugging people as you walked by them. You walked backstage and took your photo with your new award, as you stood at your table sipping on your champagne you felt the presence of someone behind you.

“I told you I’d see you around.”

#james hetfield #metallica #angst with a happy ending #james hetfield fluff #james hetfield angst

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ihavenolife346 · 22 days

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Don’t Forget Me PT.2

Pairing: 1998/2002 James Hetfield x f!reader

Warnings: Cheating, swearing, and crying

Characters: James Hetfield, Kirk Hammett, Jason Newstead, Lars Ulrich, Francesca Hetfield, Y/N

Summary: James never meant to fall in love with a woman who wasn’t his wife. They fell in love…but knew they couldn’t be together as long as they wanted too.

Requested: Yes, one of my friends asked me to write a second part so here you are babes:>

Link to part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/

“Hi pretty girl.” His voice rang through her ears. Even though it was 3:18 in the morning in France, Y/N was wide awake now.

She could never mistake his voice…she never could. “J-James.” Y/N, shot up from her bed. It’s been 4 years since she had left…4 years since he told her his wife was pregnant. Y/N honestly never did expect to receive a call from him ever again. Though that never meant she stopped thinking about him. Somehow, no matter where she was, who she was talking to, who she was working for, he always lingered back into her mind.

Y/N heard James let out a loud sigh, “god you have no idea how happy I am to hear you.” Y/N found herself lightly giggling at his expression. As happy as she found herself being that he called, she was still wondering why he was. As bad as Y/N felt about it, she was hoping he was calling because it wasn’t working with Francesca anymore. But if he was just calling cause he needed a friend, she was ok with that too.

“Yea…it’s really good to hear you too James. What’s wrong?” Y/N could tell he was bothered by something. Even after 4 years, she could still read him like a book.

“Can I not call you cause I miss you?” James slightly teased, visibly relaxing at the sound of the small giggle she let out.

“You know what I mean James.” Y/N tried her best to sound serious, unable to contain the fact that she was really happy to hear from him. Y/N remembered exactly what she wrote in the letter she left him. She was being serious when she told him if things didn’t work out, or if he ever just needed a friend.

James remembered just how stubborn she was. When she had a question, she never stopped still she got the answer. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said in your letter.” James’s voice was hardly above a whisper.

Y/N softly smiled. That sentence gave her what she mainly wanting to know. “And?” Y/N pushed on.

James took a pause for a second. “Things haven’t been going good for a long time…” James knew he should feel guilty about giving up on his marriage, but he didn’t, he knew it wouldn’t work, and he tired, so he didn’t feel guilty.

Y/N knew it was wrong, but she felt happy the second he said that. “I’m sorry to hear that James.” Y/N tried to sound understanding.

James immediately started busting up laughing, “we both know you aren’t.” James wasn’t even offended.

Y/N started laughing as well, “can’t blame a girl for trying to make it seem so.” Y/N heard Dave groan next to her. Every tour, they always shared a room when Jordyn wasn’t touring with them.

“Shut the hell up Y/N.” Dave grumbled, throwing one of his pillows over to her bed in attempt to hit her.

Y/N grumbled, “one second James.” Y/N didn’t even let James respond before she took the phone away from her ear. “Shut the hell up Dave, you’re fine.” Y/N snapped back playfully, earning the finger from her friend before he turned back around to go back to sleep.

James felt his heart stop when he heard a man’s voice in the background. Was Y/N seeing someone? Was she is the same bed as another man? “Hey, sorry. Dave decided to be annoying.” Y/N snickered.

“It’s ok…who’s Dave…?” James asked hesitantly, not wanting to come off as jealous. It’s been 4 years, he wouldn’t blame her if she had found someone else.

Y/N knew his tone, that was the tone he used whenever something was bothering him or when he was jealous. Y/N lightly giggled at the fact that he was bothered by it. “Oh Dave? Just the guy I work for. Dave Grohl.” Y/N giggled at how jealous James sounded.

“Oh shit,I forgot you were working with them, still are I take it?” The name immediately clicked in James’s head.

“Yea! I have been since I left.” Y/N shrugged. She had grown quite close with the Foo Fighters members over the past few years.

“Y/N….! You know I love you, but please shut the actual hell up please.” Dave groaned, almost fully awake now.

“Fine…” Y/N sighed. “I’m sorry, I really have to go.” Y/N really didn’t want to hang up, but she knew she had stuff to do in the morning.

James sighed, “yea, yea, that’s perfectly fine. Call me back whenever you can.” As much as he didn’t want her to go, he knew it was late for her, and that she had things to do in the morning.

Y/N didn’t want to hang up, “Can you call me again 3:00ish your time? See ya rockstar.” Y/N sighed.

“Yea, yea I will. Bye pretty girl.” James felt a small appear on his face. It felt so good to hear her voice again.

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“Soooooooooooo.” Dave came up behind Y/N, making her almost choke on her sandwich.

“D-dude!” Y/N choked, slightly jumping. “You scared the shit out of me!” Y/N playfully slapped the guitarist.

“You gonna tell me who you were talking to last night?” Dave blew off her other comments, a grin on his face.

“How’d I know this was coming.” Y/N giggled.

“Well you woke me up at like 4:00 in the morning, so yes, yes it was coming.” Dave hand a snarky grin on his face. “Welllllllllllll?” Dave drew out his question.

Y/N knew she had no way out of this. “God damn you…fine.” Y/N grumbled, watching Dave grin from ear to ear. “So…you know that I guy I told you about from San Francisco?” Y/N started, getting a nod from Dave.

“Yea, the guy you were with but ended things cause his wife was pregnant.” Dave remembered the story word for word.

“Well I got a call from him last night…” Y/N hadn’t taken their conversation out of her mind ever since she woke up.

“Based on how much yapping you did, I’m going to guess it went well?” Dave teased.

Y/N couldn’t help but smile, “yeaaaaaa, he wants to see me again.” Y/N sounded like a little girl with her first crush.

“How much time do you need off?” Dave didn’t even bother asking to already know what she was wanting.

“Oh no, it’s ok, I can just tell him that I can go see him at the end of the tour.” Y/N didn’t want to miss any pay she could get.

“Payed leave, you never take vacations, you deserve it. And I can tell you wanna see him. How long do you need off?” Dave remembered the stories she told him about who she claimed to be the love of her life, he remembered laughing his ass off when he found out it was James Hetfield.

“Maybe a week and a half?” Y/N knew she wouldn’t win this.

“I’ll put you in for two weeks.” Dave got up to get back to rehearsal for tonight’s show.

Y/N knew he would t let her talk him out of 2 weeks, “thank you Dave!!” Y/N couldn’t wait to get James’s call tonight.

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Right on time, the phone rang, making Y/N practically run to pick it up. “Hi!” Y/N spoke the second she picked up the phone.

“You sound happy.” James smiled.

“I am…” Y/N trialed, “quick question.” Y/N added.

“What’s up?” James wondered. He wasn’t too worried about the guys getting mad that he was on the phone, when he told them what happened the night before they were all perfectly fine with him calling.

“Can you pick me up from the airport ok Friday?” Y/N grinned. She found everything she needed, flights, hotel, all she needed to know was if he could pick her up or if she needed a car.

“Wait, you’re coming on Friday??” James wanted to make sure he heard her right. Him and Francesca were already sleeping on separate beds, he could always get a hotel for a few nights to see Y/N and to get away from her.

“Dave gave me two weeks off, wanted to make sure everything was cool with you before I booked it.” Y/N couldn’t get the smile off her face.

James didn’t even have to think about it, “yes! Yes! Book it. Do you need money?” James hadn’t felt this excited in years.

“Ok! I’ll book it, I’ll be in San Francisco Friday afternoon at like 2:00 I think. And no, I don’t need any money.” Y/N giggled. She remembered how he always liked to make sure she was taken care of with whatever it was.

“Ok! Let me know the flight details and when you land then.” James felt like a little kid on Christmas.

“Yea, yea, I will! Ok well…I’ll see you Friday!” Y/N couldn’t believe she could say that now. She was seeing him again. “Oh! What’s your cell number? My phones weird overseas, doesn’t show me your number. Just so I can text over the flight info.” Y/N asked.

“Oh yea, of course. It’s *** *** ****.” James hadn’t wiped a smile off his face ever since she picked up the phone.

Writing down the numbers, “ok! Well I’ll text that over to you once I get booked, and I’ll text you sometime tomorrow. I have a busy morning.” Y/N once again didn’t wanna go, but she knew she had too.

“I’ll let you go then. I bet it’s late. Um…I can’t wait to see you.” James still hadn’t processed that Y/N was going to be with him in not even 3 days now.

“I can’t wait to see you too James. I’ll text ya tomorrow.” Y/N grinned.

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow then.” James had never wanted Friday to come faster in his life than now.

#james hetfield #metallica #lars ulrich #kirk hammett #robert trujillo #i need him in my life #get me a james hetfield #please please please

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