#metal family imagine

[deemetalfamily]

dee as your bf ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

dee x female reader

+ dee may act like he doesn’t care about much, but there’s one thing he thinks about more than anything else in the world: you.

+ he was so shy at first…he couldn’t even speak to you without stumbling over his words or forgetting what he wanted to tell you. It wasn’t his fault your eyes were so easy to get lost in

+ once you and dee had been together for quite some time, he was much more relaxed with you. The only thing that would set him off would be heavy interrupting you two. He is quite the romantic—flowers (roses specifically), chocolates, homemade gifts. He’d even try to write a song for you…but he sure would struggle

+ dee’s favorite thing to do with you is cuddle. Yes…this intimidating, super-serious, moody teenager loves nothing more than cuddling his gf. He loves to have you lay on his body with your head resting on his chest. He brushes his fingers through your hair and can’t help but smile

+ dee is also very possessive. He may not show it in front of you, but behind the scenes he is quite the mastermind when it comes to revenge. Any guys that talk about you or make googoo eyes in your direction will mysteriously disappear or for some reason stay far away from you…you wonder why..

+ dee always wants to hold your hand in public and if you’re somewhere super crowded, he will even put an arm around your shoulder to keep you safe from all the people. He worries that someone creepy or dangerous will be around so he keeps an eye out wherever you two go

#dee shvagenbagen #heavy shvagenbagen #dee #heavy #glam #sebastian #Victoria #metal family #dee x reader #metal family imagine #imagine #bf #scenario

[little-lanterns]

I am not fine at the slightest

#arknights #imagine he was having dinner with his family and his people #only for the next time he open his eyes to a completely alien world in a cold metal body

[dollmoth-productions]

How would the platonic yandere metal family's reaction to reader getting sick and basically sleeping the whole time

⚠️ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR AND DRUGGING AND FORCED KISSING STOCKHOLM OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR AND DRUGGING AND FORCED ITS NOT HEALTHY ⚠️

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🖤 Vicky is very worried for you. Obviously, I mean you only slept you barely took your medicine you barely ate, so she said they’re over the edge waiting patiently for you to you know wake up so you can properly get treated 

🖤” hey kid wake up you gotta take your medicine. I know it sucks but like why are you just sleeping??” if she was ever this sick she could barely sleep, so how could you

💙 Glam is a little less paranoid. He knows that you just want to sleep in properly get some rest so he doesn’t care although he doesn’t want you to wake up and actually eat something because you’re just sleeping 95% of the time.

💙” and I thought I was strange…” he said half heartedly obviously just shocked about how much sleep during when you were sick. What do you say that when you got better you got a whole meal

🩵 he does every ounce of research that he needs to to make sure that you’re getting proper medicine sleep food water he changes your water bottle every so often so you have new fresh delicious water

🩵”…mhm” he’s definitely shocked about how much you sleep let the rest of the family

💚 he wakes you up not gonna lie he wakes you up he’s too hyper and he wants to play games with you since you’re home 95% of the time now

💚”UHGGGG COME ON COME ON COME ON LET’S PLAY MARIO KART PLEASE!!” he said, tugging on you while you’re practically falling asleep, or holding the controller 

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Sorry, if it’s a half hearted, I genuinely don’t have that much motivation to write about other fandoms besides TSP at the moment-

But I still love metal family 

#fanfic #yandere imagines #yanderexreader #yandere scenarios #platonic yandere #platonic yandere imagine #yandere family #vicky metal family #metal family au #metal family glam #glam metal family #metal family

[ilongfor-the-arts]

Can I please request Kirk Hammett smut<3

Ok so. fem.Y/N and Kirk re good friends, one night he climbs into her room. BOOM = cute love confession, they’ll have hot sex……but Y/N has to stay quiet😏

The Midnight Rambler

Pairing: Kirk Hammett x fem! Reader

Warnings: smut, language, unprotected sex, thigh riding, brief mentions of alcohol

Word Count: 3.6k

Request?: yes!

A/N: This one jumps right into the action! Enjoy!

Sleep.

Peaceful, undisturbed sleep.

Nothing made me happier than a good night's sleep after a long day.

Nothing beats finally allowing myself to relax every muscle in my body atop my comfortable bed.

The world was pitch black, my body was trapped in a state of inertia as I drifted off to peaceful sleep. People always appear to be concerned that when they die, all they will have is eternal sleep. But, hey, if all I get when I die is eternal sleep, that sounds pretty damn good to me.

Creak.

Shit.

Come on, I was nearly asleep.

It was simple to dismiss the creaking sound. My apartment was old and constantly made noises for no apparent reason. If only my stupid apartment would stop bothering me and let me sleep.

Creak.

Hm. That was certainly unusual. When I opened my eyes, my retinas struggled to adjust to the darkness of my bedroom. The hazy outlines of my furniture gradually emerged, the thin whiteness piercing through the black veil.

I twisted my neck upwards to glance towards my bedroom. Thankfully, it was closed. My brow furrowed.

Creak.

Shit. Holy shit.

There was no denying that those creaks were footsteps.

Oh God.

I was a single girl, alone and defenseless. I jerked up until I was sitting straight, bracing myself with my hands placed behind my torso. My gaze darted around the hazy figures in my bedroom.

My blood ran cold.

My heart began to pound, the sound resonating in my eardrums.

My fight or flight response had been activated.

Weapon? Do I have a weapon?

Shit.

Creak.

Lamp! I have a lamp on my bedside table! It’s heavy enough to do some damage if I get a good swing.

I scrambled out of bed as quickly as I could, careful not to make too much noise. I bent down to the right of my bedside table, yanking the plug from the white outlet.

Creak.

Shit.

Why was this guy walking so slow?

If he really wanted to kill me, he should have done it already.

Not that I was complaining.

I wrapped my hand around the thin metal lamp and raised it above my shoulder, spinning around to face the door, prepared to strike anything that moved.

Creak.

Shit.

Fucking shit.

He was right outside my bedroom door.

I told two, slow steps forward, lamp over shoulder. I pressed my lips together, trying to keep my chest from heaving with anxiety. As I struggled to breathe and swallow the growing pool of saliva inside my mouth, a thin layer of cold sweat began to form on my brow.

I stood about a foot away from the door, figuring that would provide me with ample distance to get a good swing towards the intruders head.

My arms were shaking. I was struggling to hold the lamp above my shoulder.

Creak.

The doorknob turned.

The lock slipped out of the door frame with a loud click.

There was no way I could fight off an armed man in the pitch black!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

The slight drafts blowing through my room pushed and pulled my body in opposite directions, making me tremble like a leaf.

The door creaked open and remained slightly ajar.

“Y/N?”

A man whispered from the opposite side of the wood.

My stomach flipped.

Jesus Christ how does this guy know my name?!

“Are you awake?”

I furrowed my brow.

No.

No way in hell.

“Kirk?”

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes?”

Kirk whispered back.

“Oh my fucking God.”

I said in annoyance, my voice returning to its normal volume.

I removed one hand from the lamp, grasping the ajar door's edge and flicking it open to reveal Kirk Hammett's skinny figure behind a thin veil of darkness.

I dashed for the light switch, which was located to the right of the door frame. As bright fluorescent light flooded my bedroom, illuminating Kirk, my retinas burned as they adjusted.

“Kirk! What the hell!”

My vision was only a thin, blurry strip as my eyes burned while accommodating to the white light.

Kirk’s eyebrows climbed up his forehead, wrinkles forming on his brow.

“Jesus Y/N. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

I rolled my eyes and let the lamp fall to my side, the metal smacking against my hip as I gripped it with one hand.

“I thought I was about to see a ghost! Jesus Kirk I was about to whack you with a fucking lamp!”

I showed him by raising the lamp before allowing it to drop back down to my side.

“Jesus Y/N. I didn’t think you’d be that scared of me.”

Kirk chuckled.

Oh my God.

You’ve got to be kidding me.

“Kirk! You broke into my house in the middle of the fucking night and didn’t say anything until you were right outside my bedroom door! Obviously I’m going to be fucking terrified!”

I tried not to raise my voice too much to avoid startling the neighbors.

“I’m sorry-“

“Do you know how thin these fucking walls are?!”

My gaze remained fixed on him as I pointed behind me to the blank wall above my bed frame.

“One scream and the cops would be on you in two seconds flat!”

“Jesus Christ Y/N I said I was sorry!”

I took a deep, slightly agitated breath. My free hand dropped to my side.

“Okay. Sorry, I guess I just got a little worked up.”

I turned, walking towards the small wooden bedside table and placing the lamp back to its original position.

“How was the bar? Did you boys have fun?”

I sat on the edge of my bed, hands in my lap, turning my head to face Kirk, who had taken a few large strides toward me.

“It was… good.”

Kirk stroked his thick hair, the curls falling back atop his brow as his hand reached the back of his head. His gaze dropped to the floor, his free hand stuffed into the pocket of his jeans.

“Okay Kirk what the hell is going on? Seriously.”

Kirk's eyes were drawn to me, both of his hands now stuffed into his jeans.

“Oh. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Kirk exuded an unsettling energy. His hands were crammed into his pockets to keep him from fiddling with the collar of his button-up shirt.

“Okay.”

I smacked my thighs.

“Talk then. I’m all ears.”

Kirk was deafeningly quiet, his tongue running along his plush bottom lip as he shifted his weight between his lanky legs. His eyes shifted to mine briefly before the crushing weight of our intertwined eyes made him far too uncomfortable, and he returned his gaze to the carpeted floor.

“Do you remember that one show we did? In Albuquerque? The one where we were all drunk out of our minds?”

I smiled, my mind traveling back in time to the exhilarating memories of that night.

“Yes. It was a wild show and an even wilder after party.”

I scoffed and raised my legs to sit Indian-style atop my bed, my hands dipping between my intertwined legs.

“You were blackout drunk, it was fucking hilarious.”

Kirk pursed his lips.

“Yeah…”

His voice trailed off.

“I actually didn’t have anything to drink that night.”

I cocked my brow, not fully understanding what he was saying. I could tell there was supposed to be some significance to the newly revealed information, but I couldn't figure it out.

“Okay?”

Kirk's thin fingers found his shirt collar and he rolled the fabric between his fingertips.

“I just said I drank a lot so it wouldn’t seem weird when I tried to kiss you.”

Oh.

Ohhhh.

His words rushed out, his tongue unable to stop itself as he spilled his dirty little secret into the open air.

-

Kirk's hand gripped my waist, drawing our chests flush together as he breathed deeply, the hot air fanning across my face. Kirk's nose brushed up against mine, his lips slightly parted, as the invisible energy drew our mouths inexorably closer.

“Kirk…”

I muttered.

My hands were resting uncomfortably on his chest, my body unsure how to react to this unusual situation. But my mind was curious as to where this predicament would eventually lead.

Kirk's sensual eyes abruptly broke into a lighthearted gaze. He let out a laugh, his body instinctively pulling away from mine. The invisible energy had broken, and I could feel my heart slowing to a normal pace as his body heat slipped away from me.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I’m so fucking drunk right now.”

He brought a hand to his face, his finger pads rubbing the headache from his brain.

“It’s alright.”

-

“I should’ve known.”

I gulped.

“I didn’t even smell any alcohol on your breath.”

The electricity has returned. The anxious anticipation had subsided, and an invisible force had stepped in between us to replace the uncomfortableness.

“I thought I felt something but I was such a goddamn idiot and the whole situatuon was totally fucked u-“

I threw myself off the bed in desperation, my body lunging forward. My mouth collided with his, the invisible force dissipating as I granted the universe its wish.

I enveloped his neck in my arms, his firm chest pressed against my soft breasts. Kirk inhaled sharply, his body tense before settling into the situation. His lips began to move hungrily against mine and the tip of his tongue played against my lower lip. Kirk drew my body closer to him, his thick belt buckle pressing into my stomach through my thin t-shirt.

I moved my hands slowly down the plane of his chest, enjoying the sensation of his gorgeously plump lips moving in unison against my hungry mouth. Our chests heaved in unison, our noses struggling to provide our bodies with the oxygen we required for such passion.

My hands found his belt buckle.

“I want you.”

I sighed with lustful passion against his mouth before reconnecting our lips.

“I want you inside me.”

His cock began to harden under my fingertips, the tent in his jeans becoming more prominent. Kirk rolled his hips involuntarily against my hands, his groin longing for friction to relieve the tight sensation brewing in his abdomen.

Kirk growled against my mouth, the vibrations reverberating down my throat.

“Fuck baby…”

Kirk turned and pulled me along with him. When the mattress smacked the back of his knees, he flopped down onto the creaky bed, with me straddling one of his jean-clad thighs.

Kirk’s hands found their way to my back, where they lazily rested against my shoulder blades, his gentle grasp keeping me close. Kirk’s tongue pushed between my teeth while his knee rammed against my clothed pussy. His actions sent a jolt of pleasure through my spine. I gasped, my brow knitting in pleasure as I instinctively rolled my hips along the rough fabric of his jeans, wetness pooling inside my panties.

“Shhhhh.”

Kirk stared at me seductively through his lashes, his eyes completely black as his pupils were blown with lust.

“You gotta keep quiet baby girl.”

His voice was low, a deep sensual whisper that cut through the stillness of the room. Kirk's calloused palm moved from my waist to my face, tenderly cupping my face.

“No one else needs to know I’m making you cum all over my cock.”

Kirk trailed the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip before gently pushing his thumb past my teeth.

“How bout you suck on that while you ride my thigh.”

I braced myself by placing my hands atop his shoulders, utilizing my grasp on him to grind my clothed pussy against his rough jeans. I pictured his thick cock throbbing inside my mouth as I sucked mercilessly on his thumb. Kirk’s opposite hand assisted me in dragging my pelvis along his thigh, his mouth falling open as he watched me getting off on his lap. I dragged my tongue along the tip of Kirk’s thumb, watching intently as he grew painfully hard inside his jeans.

I was wet, horribly wet. But the two layers of fabric separating my cunt from Kirk’s rough jeans ensured that I would be unable to cum on top of his lap. I groaned around Kirk’s thumb in frustration, desperate to quell the ache building in between my thighs.

“Oh, poor baby.”

He leaned into my ear, hot breath grazing my earlobe and sending a powerful chill directly to my cunt.

“Why don’t you take off your clothes for me.”

Kirk pulled his thumb out of my mouth with a loud pop, leaning back on his hands as he stared. I clambered off his lap, my knees shaking as I undressed under Kirk’s crushing eyes.

I dropped my clothes to the floor, my nipples hardening as the cool draft blew through the room and smacked against my bare chest.

“That’s my good girl.”

Kirk lifted a ringed pointer finger and made a “come hither” motion. I climbed back atop his thigh, the gentle brush of his jeans agaisnt my soaking wet cunt making me groan with desire.

“Think you can be quiet?”

Kirk asked while placing his hands on my hips, his cool rings providing a stark contrast to my flaming hot skin.

“Yeah. I think so.”

Kirk smirked.

“Good.”

He jerked his knee upwards, his rugged jeans hitting my clit.

I inhaled sharply, immediately jumping back into my previous train of actions. My head fell into the crook of Kirk’s neck, hands grasping his shirt in desperation.

“Kirk…”

I mumbled incoherently as he continued to push and pull my pelvis along his thigh. My wetness dragged along his jeans, seeping into the fabric of his pants as my chest heaved with every strangled breath.

“I want you.”

The coil in my stomach began to tighten, my moans growing more anguished as my orgasm was steadily approaching.

“Shhhh baby. If you make any more fucking noise I won’t give you anything.”

I knew he was most likely bluffing. He had waited far too long to not fuck me completley silly. But the truth is that I desire his cock just as much as he wanted to fuck my cunt.

I couldn’t take chances.

So I bit my tongue and fought to keep all my noise deep within my chest.

I was so close.

So fucking close.

I could feel myself already drifting into the land of nirvana that was post orgasmic haze.

“Good girl. You’re such a good girl for me.”

I moaned softly through a closed mouth, my eyes squeezing shut as I desperately fought every desire inside of me to scream out Kirk’s name like a prayer.

“Cum all over my thigh. Make a fucking mess of my jeans.”

My lower abdomen was pinched tight. There was no room for my desire to build any further than it already had. So, with a final jerk of my hips, I came all over Kirk’s jeans, my knee bumping against his painfully hard cock the moment my body released the enormous tension built inside of my stomach.

Kirk groaned in pleasure as I threw my head back, exposing my neck for him to admire as I rode out my orgasm atop his thigh. I transformed my heavy moans into gentle gasps of air as I came down from my intense pleasure high.

“Fuck Kirk…”

My eyes fluttered open, drinking in Kirk’s sweaty, lust blown face as my mind wandered to the next substantial event of the night.

“Jesus Y/N. I want to fuck you so damn bad.”

I swung my leg over Kirk’s lap, assuming a comfortable position on my bed. I bent my knees, spreading my legs as far as possible to invite him to fuck me.

His eyes raked along my body, taking in every inch of my naked form, the tent in his jeans tall and prominent.

“Please Kirk.”

I begged.

Kirk gulped loudly, rising to his full height and undressing while his eyes remained fixed on my lustful gaze.

I bit my lower lip as Kirk undid the thick leather buckle on his cum soaked jeans with a loud clunk. He pulled the leather through the loops with a satisfying whoosh and allowed it to fall to the floor beside him.

Now that his belt was gone, his erection was ten times more obvious. I inhaled shakily while envisioning his thick cock stretching my walls to the brim, swollen tip slamming against my g spot as tears of pleasure formed in the corners of my eyes.

Kirk refocused his attention to his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it to reveal his slightly toned chest before bringing his large hands down to his jeans.

Fuck.

My pussy clenched desperately around nothing as the imagine of his painfully hard cock came into view.

“Kirk.”

I forced my gaze away from his pink swollen tip leaking with precum to meet his dark eyes. Kirk’s black curls framed his pale face, making his subtle perfections pop.

“Please I can’t wait any fucking longer.”

Kirk had enough of the foreplay. He clambered over the bed, his gaze burning into my eyes as he assumed his position atop my desperate body.

“God you’re beautiful.”

He mumbled, inches away from my face while hiking my leg up to his waist, using his opposite hand to drag the tip of his painfully hard cock through my folds.

I moaned loudly before remembering my vow of silence. I closed my throat, my pleasure-filled noise erupting from my lips as a choked groan rather than a lustful cry.

Kirk pushed into me, his thick cock stretching my walls to the brim.

I threw my head back, choking on my moans as Kirk bottomed out inside of me. He was quick to begin a set of merciless thrusts, his balls smacking against my cunt as he fucked me into the mattress.

He intertwined his fingers with mine, holding my hands over my head as he stared longingly into my eyes. Kirk’s scrawny hips snapped forward vigorously, burying himself inside of me with each passionate thrust.

His hair fell down around my face, trapping us in a realm of solitude.

“Kirk…”

The swollen tip of his girthy cock slammed against my g spot after a particularly hard thrust. My voice broke off into a cry as my profound wetness fully coated his length.

“Shhhhh.”

He hissed through his teeth.

“You’re mine. No one else needs to know how good I make you feel.”

His possessiveness made me even more desperate for him.

I wanted more of him.

I wanted every inch of his veiny cock buried inside my wet spongy walls.

I wrapped my legs around Kirk’s skinny waist, the new angle allowing his tip to bang against my g spot with every passionate snap of his pelvis.

“Kirk… you’re gonna make me fucking cum.”

I whispered, my throat constricting as the prevalent coil in my lower abdomen began to tighten.

“God your pussy is so good.”

Kirk gasped in desperation before his head fell into the crook of my neck.

“I wanna do this to you all through the fucking night.”

I was about to cum.

God, no man had ever made me cum this quickly before in my life.

I’d most definitely be up for another round.

Or another ten.

Or another twenty.

Hell, I’ll go all through the night with him if it meant I could feel him pumping inside of me with every passing second.

“I wanna keep stretching you out and fucking you until you physically can’t take any fucking more.”

The whispering tones combined with the soft smacking sounds of sex were nearly enough to send me toppling over the edge.

I squeezed my eyes shut, my orgasm so close.

I didn’t hold back. If everything Kirk whispered under his breath was true, I’d be in for a wild night to remember.

“Please keep fucking me Kirk.”

I gasped, my cunt clenching around his cock to milk the last of his orgasm as his hot cum coated my walls.

My abdomen was ready to snap.

“I want you inside of me for the rest of my life.”

I came around his cock. My body seized, head thrown back as the tightness of all my muscles was simultaneously released at once.

Kirk gave a few more lazy thrusts to my cunt before collapsing, cock still inside of me.

“All good Hammett?”

Kirk’s heavy heartbeat resonated throughout my chest cavity, bouncing around my ribcage.

“Yeah. I'm all good. You all good?”

“Yup.”

I smiled, burying my face in his curls while gently dragging my nails along the planes of his back.

“Are we done?”

I asked, searching for confirmation that the promises of a long wild night were true.

Kirk chuckled against my neck.

“Hell no.”

Kirk’s cock remained inside my overstimulated walls, keeping me full and ready for more.

“I'm not pulling out until we’re done.”

Kirk pulled his face back to meet my calm face, a stark contrast to the pleasurable expression my features were contorted into only moments ago.

“And we’re fucking done yet darling.”

#fanfic #imagine #imagines #metallica smut #metallica icons #metallica family #90s metal #80s metal #metallica #heavy metal #kirk hammett x reader #kirk hammett smut #kirk hammett #Kirk Hammett x you #cliff burton #james hetfield #james hetfield smut #lars ulrich #the black album #ride the lightning #master of puppets #enter sandman #for whom the bell tolls #nothing else matters #kill em all #x you smut #x female reader #x fem!reader #smut imagine #1980s music

[divinequo]

Tw sh//////

Literally no one can convince me Dee doesn't sh, there's been so many coincidences and warning signs that it's true

#tw sh implied #dee sh headcanon #sh healing #as someone who is trying to recover from sh it just seems likely #that or I'm just projecting lol #metal family #metal family dee #dee metal family #probably my imagination but if it ever does become canon #I'll weep snd be wenched within my own tears

[stromer]

#quite literally a how it started vs. how it's going moment #i watch erik haula exit interview and go completely ballistic. THIS is female hysteria!! #you've been traded. you think it's going to be a good fit. you're excited. you believe things happen for a reason #you HOPE you're there to stay even before you step foot in the rink. you don't want to keep packing up your family from team to team #the season ends. you've got a new family now. you don't want to pack up and leave them for anyone else. you WANT to stay for them #“this is My Family.” i can't play anywhere else when nothing will ever be This #these people i didn't even know 9 months ago become these people i broke records with and made it places no one ever imagined… #the devils happened to you for a reason. you stumbled into something unknowingly and now you are pleading to stay. absolutely unreal #i think it's extremely warranted to go bonkers when guys who've been ran through the league finally find a place that is Their Home. sorry #erik haula you are so fucking special to me dawg i WILL pay for your contract. i WILL make sure you are here to stay. that's a promise. #quite literally gnawing on the sharpest edges of sheet metal i am so fuckin gSICK #if fitzy doesn't work something out with him and they lose the certified uncle and the goat…

[polarisbibliotheque]

Ok, so hear me out.

Vergil casually pretending to seriously read, headphones on, drinking his tea and looking so so serious... While internally pining for his beloved human what the hell is wrong with me I'm stronger than this petty thing called 'love'

I mean, the original version by Chris Isaak ALSO has some major Vergil vibes, but I have already accepted this man as a full fledged goth in my heart and nothing will make me believe he doesn't listen to goth music.

(The Chris Isaak version is when he's casually holding his beloved's hand and starting to slow dance ever so slightly as if he does that every single freaking day, his s/o just staring like 'are you ok? is this what demonic fever looks like...? do you need HELP?!')

Meeeeeeanwhile, Dante, in the other room, blasting out loud

Aaaaaand just dragging his s/o to dance with him in a very ridiculous way, knowing all the lyrics by heart and YES THIS MAN IS HERE FOR THE MEMES.

But really. Raspy vocals, distorted guitars, heavy sound. Apart from the memes, Dante would sing this with his very soul, in a very rock n' roll kind of way.

But what about Nero, I hear you ask.

Well...

Boy's frying in his room covering Kyrie's favourite song in his own way (distorted devil trigger vocals included)

Vergil can play the drums? Dante can play the guitar? Well, congrats. Nero can do both. At the same time even. What sort of power is this? His freaking devil trigger and too much time without going on a hunt to calm his nerves down, old man.

#devil may cry #dmc imagines #dmc nero #dmc dante #dmc vergil #dante sparda #vergil sparda #nero sparda #aaaaaw he's nero sparda!!! I almost never write that :3 #but that's what I got for today #your pocket writer had a HUGE allergic reaction to the new meds #so here I am #taking lots of anti histamines #waiting for my body to stop overreacting #listening to a lot of music and making my playlists for my upcoming family roadtrip at the end of december #and BAM got hit with a lot of good metal/rock/goth covers today #had to share this with you guys ^^ #Youtube

[demigod-of-the-agni]

Truly mind boggling and yet unsurprising to see people Continue infantilising the One asian character in the ATSV lineup. Y’all think you’re so smart and revolutionary for your head canons about Pavitr but then you’ll meet actual desi people and think we’re fucking stupids and weird because we aren’t how you believe Indians are supposed to be

I just want to know what is going on in your brain. What makes you think applying the words “baby” “dimwitted” “bubbly and sweet” “unconfrontational” exclusively to Pavitr is such a good idea

#agnirambles #I feel I’m biting on metal every time I see some one post their big brain takes on Pavitr and it’s him relegated to local baby #someone mentioned the infantilisation of Pavitr not even two days ago. yet SOMEONE ELSE POSTED TO THIS EXACT SAME PLACE #AND FUCKING CALLED HIM A BABY #I’m genuinely concerned at what people are thinking when they make posts like this #are you judging things at face value? lose all levels of cognitive thinking when you see Pavitr bc he’s definitely not what you imagined- #-the average Indian to be? #the atsv Pavitr I know is a fucking overconfident bastard with unconventional good Spider-Man luck #where the fuck are you getting the idea that he’s a sweet adorable baby? #pavitr prabhakar #atsv pavitr #spiderman atsv #across the spiderverse #spider man #spider man across the spider verse #I’m tired man. seeing so many people no doubt ignoring these posts bc it doesn’t fit their nuclear found family makes me feel- #-as powerless and as incapable and stupid as the infantilised indians themselves

[starandcloud]

Gifts from Dee

I can DEFINITELY see Dee gifting you rings as a sign of affection.

Rings like these

He'd get you promise rings like this. He'd always wear then on a necklace since rings are a sensory issue for him, unless it was Resin or Silicone.

#dee shvagenbagen #dee metal family headcannons #dee metal family #metal family dee #dee imagine #faeriesberries

[matt-murdick]

I love that something about Finn makes everyone writing him in a fanfic give him active and productive hobbies. Either he’s into cooking or gardening, and I love it.

#something about that man tells us that he needs something to do #and it needs to take time and use his hands #I bet he’d build himself a cabin in the Appalachian mountains or smth #where he can chill and be alone #he keeps chickens #and he loves them so much #I like to imagine him doing carpentry or metal work #labour #and labours of love #that man makes things for people he cares about #finn mikaelson #tvd #tvdu #the vampire diaries #the originals #mikaelson family #HE’S BEEKEEPING AGE

[progressive-waves-art]

Best bonus material of the “Transitus is Set in New England” theory is the knowledge that Daniel (among others) almost definitely has an early form of the transatlantic accent.

And Abby totally makes fun of it.

#ayreon #transitus #I think about this far too often #given other hcs the entire family is just a sight to behold #like #Abraham is this upright British dude and Lavinia is a defective redneck Southerner #so you have whatever insane combination of that Abby picked up on #and she proceeded to marry an upper echelon Yankee with a made-up accent #imagine the dinner conversation #headcanons #1880s #American history #arjen lucassen #prog metal

[zeeckz]

They're playing The Choicest Voice on a Sunday afternoon while Snake's out walking their 50 huskies :^)

#metal gear #metal gear solid #mgs #otacon #hal emmerich #sunny emmerich #i love her so much... #i love them as a family so much... #my friend sent me the vid saying it was Otacon playing alone #which is true #but then i imagined him playing with sunny... <3

[strange010]

I look like Glam but act like Chive

I need someone who looks like Chive and acts like Glam thanks

#imagine if Glam had a resting bitch face #Like when he gets mad at the teachers episode one but that's his constant face #Thats what I look like #And then give him chives personality #Metal family #metal family glam #Metal family chive #Metal family ches

[dollmoth-productions]

I was just wondering if you could do a platonic yandere metal family where Vicky and Glam get called to the school and they think it’s for Dee or Heavy but it’s for Reader because they hurt their knee. I’m dealing with a decent amount of knee pain from a fall a while back so I just wanna know what they would be like.

 Sorry for dying unprompted 

⚠️TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR ⚠️

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🙂 well, first of all glam is gonna be trying to calm you and Vicky down

🖤 Vicky is absolutely furious. How dare they let you get hurt the teachers don’t know how to explain it 

🙂 his rage is silent. He tries his best to calm you down and patch up your knee it’s pretty bad

🖤 Vicky just continues braiding the teachers and the principal. It was lucky that she wasn’t alone with them 

🙂 once they actually leave the office, they get you ice cream 

🖤🙂also, those teachers don’t really come back to school

🙂 he is the most worried mostly because he’s been through some very traumatic stuff, so he’s probably the most overprotective

🖤 she was the most pissed mostly because they did nothing about your injury and waited until they came over to discuss it with them so yeah

🖤🙂 they talk to the teacher privately the teacher hasn’t been back

They haven’t been back to school in a while 

#yandere imagines #yanderexreader #fanfic #yandere scenarios #platonic yandere #platonic yandere imagine #yandere family #yandere metal family #glam metal family #Vicky metal family

[ilongfor-the-arts]

Can I please request James Hetfield x Female Reader(y/n)

(Smut x fluff)

With slight language and choking😧

Plot and the whole story is on you, cus you’re the best in that.

PS: you are amazing and I love your fics!!💗💗

Pairing: James Hetfield x fem reader

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, language, choking, a bit of degradation

Word Count: 1.1k

Disclaimer: this is a blurb as no plot was included with the req!

James's large calloused hands caressed every square inch of my body, groping anywhere he could possibly reach. I groaned as his palms kneaded my tender breasts, my nipples hardening through the thin fabric of my shirt.

James chuckled lowly against my mouth. His noises sent low vibrations throughout my entire body, the raspiness traveling straight to my aching core.

“No bra? Damn, you were really looking to get fucked today werent you?”

My cheeks flushed hot in embarrassment. James’s hot hands travelled down to my hips, utilizing his grip to rock my clothed core against his denim clad thighs. I moaned at the delicious friction, jerking my hips along his leg to quell the pulsing within my desperate cunt.

“Jesus baby, you really want my cock don’t you?”

James pulled away, burying his face in the crook of my neck to gently nip at the sensitive skin above my jugular.

“Please give it to me.”

I whispered, reaching my hands between our bodies to grasp onto his belt. I attempted to undo it, but the awkward angle made the simple action difficult. James grasped my wrists in both hands, pressing them into the mattress above my head. His hot body hovered over me, eyes staring down at me as if I was nothing under his crushing demeanor.

“Don’t be so desperate.”

He demanded, tone stern as released his death grip on my wrist. James yanked his black tank top over his head, tousling his teased hair in the process.

“I’ll give you whatever you deserve.”

His voice dropped an octave, raspiness leaking into his tone.

James’s knee was just far enough from my cunt to make me squirm my hips in a desperate attempt to gain delicious friction from his thigh. James was annoyed at my impatience. He pressed his pelvis to mine until my movements were completely restricted. I could feel his rock hard erection pressed against my clothed mound, but could do nothing to relieve the ache between my thighs.

His gaze traveled from eyes, down to my chest, my breasts covered by nothing except a thin white shirt. James grasped the collar of my shirt. I gasped as he tore the fabric in two with a satisfying rip, exposing my chest for his eyes.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.”

He leaned into my ear while simultaneously rocking his hips against mine, creating a brief moment of friction between our pelvises.

It’s too bad you’re such a slut.”

He whispered sensually into my ear while dragging the shredded pieces of fabric down my arms. James tugged it out from under me, letting it fall softly to the floor.

He reached between our bodies to undo his belt and jeans. James pushed them down just enough to allow his rock hard cock to spring free from its confines.

“Don’t worry baby… I’ll fuck some sense into you.”

He pushed himself upwards until he hovered above me enough to drag my loose pajama shorts and panties down my legs in a slow, seductive manner. James lowered himself back onto my body, noticing my flushed expression before lining the tip of his painfully hard cock up with my entrance.

His large hand found my neck, his grasp tightening and constricting my airway as he snapped his hips forward. My cries of pleasure were restricted by James’s hold on my neck. My vision was covered in black spots, the pressure on my neck sending my brain into a frenzy.

“I bet you’re loving this right now aren’t you?”

James was mercilessly thrusting into my wet cunt, giving me no time to adjust to his large size. He released my neck for a brief moment, allowing me a quick gasp of air before his hand tightening once more.

“You liked being fucked like a slut baby?”

My hands found his shoulder blades, dull nails digging into his fleshy back as he relentlessly pounded into me.

This time, when James released his constricting hold on my neck, I moaned loudly, throwing my head back into the pillows.

James chuckled.

“You like it when I choke you?”

I squeezed my eyes shut, legs shaking from the pleasurable pain rushing through my body with every snap of his pelvis.

“Answer me baby, or I won’t let you cum all over my cock.”

My chest shuddered as I inhaled.

“I love it when you choke me James. Please do it again.”

My words came out as breathy begs. I sounded truly pitiful.

“Alright baby, since you asked so nicely.”

His fingers dug into my throat, my mind growing cloudy due to the sudden lack of oxygen.

The sensation of warm liquid began to pool in my lower abdomen, letting me know that I was close to an intense orgasm.

“Fuck Y/N, I’m close.”

James caught my eyes.

“Are you gonna cum?”

He loosened his hand to allow me a chance to respond.

“Yes… yes I’m gonna cum.”

James smirked.

“Good.”

His voice was weak and breathy, completly fucked out. He continued his relentless attack on my pussy, his pace not faltering even for a moment.

“God baby, your pussy feels so fucking good.”

James’s hand rested against my neck, his grasp threatening to tighten at any moment.

“James. Please choke me again.”

His eyes lit up with excitement at the request. James clenched his fingers around my neck, my airflow becoming restricted once more. I moaned loudly as his grip tightened around my throat, as that was the final push I required.

I came silently around James’s cock, my entire body convulsing as his merciless thrusts transformed into a tidal wave of pleasure that rushed through my body. My nails raked along James’s back once more, breaking skin as he finished inside of me, hot cum coating my wet walls.

Once James was satisfied with his work, he collapsed atop me, giving a few lazy snaps of his hips as his grip loosened significantly.

“Fuck baby. You’re kinkier than I thought.”

I chuckled, and I could feel my heavy pulse against James’s calloused fingers that now rested against my bruised throat.

#fanfic #imagine #imagines #james hetfield smut #james hetfield #metallica smut #metallica icons #metallica family #ride the lightning #master of puppets #70s metal #80s metal #90s metal #heavy metal #for whom the bell tolls #enter sandman #the black album #kirk hammett #cliff burton #lars ulrich #smut blurbs #choking #smut imagine #x reader smut #x reader #x female reader #x fem!reader #reader insert #x yn #x y/n

[ageingfangirl2]

NEW BLOG! ENOUGH SAID!

I now have 3 blogs on Tumblr (had 5 at one point but can't remember names or logins for the life of me)

This blog will be dedicated to anime imagines and fanfictions (both smut and fluff)

Requests Are Open!

Shows I currently watch (rewatch)/write for:

. One Piece (anime or LA)

. Spy X Family

. Ouran High School Host Club

. Full Metal Alchemist

. Black Butler

. Fire Force

. Tokyo Ghoul

. Goblin Slayer

. Vampire Knight

. Seven Deadly Sins

. Haikyuu

. Dance With Devils

. Obey Me!

More To Be Added (so much anime so little time)

#anime imagines blog #anime fanfiction blog #new imagines blog #anime blog #anime imagines #anime fanfiction #full metal alchemis brotherhood #one piece #spy x family #ouran high school host club #seven deadly sins #tokyo ghoul #black butler #fire force #opla #one piece live action #vampire knight #goblin slayer #fanfiction blog #imagines blog #haikyuu #dance with devils #obey me one master to rule them all