#James Hetfield Imagine

[in-hav3n]

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘

James always has the best ideas when it comes to surprise you in the morning...

WARNINGS : NSFW, a HOT session of pussy eating and fingering

The sun was slowly shining through the clouds, the birds were gradually chirps through the silence of dawn when James opened his eyes on this Monday morning. He staid still for a while, just enjoying this peaceful time as he emerged step by step from his sleep. He could hear the outside sounds, telling him it was the morning already but he wanted more to enjoy the comfort sound of your breathing against his neck.

He moved his head carefully to look down at you as a smile crossed his face. You had snuggled up against him during the night and there was nothing more enjoyable than feeling your body against his. He smiled more and kissed your forehead, thinking how truly grateful he was for having you in his life. Who could have said the almighty Hetfield would have found love, after all the things he had been through ? He knew he was blessed to have you by his side, despite everything he had done in his past.

Suddenly, he remembered what day we were today. Precisely the day of your birthday. James grinned at the thought of everything he had planned for you to enjoy this special moment but since he was early awake, an idea crossed his mind...he could enjoy this precious time in the morning to offer you the first part of your birthday's gift.

Carefully and slowly, he moved away from your arms and waited for a short time. He wanted to be sure you'd be still asleep and when he had the confirmation you were, he moved underneath the cover.

Even asleep, you must have felt he disappeared cause you rolled on your back, stretching like a starfish, sleeping deeply in that position. James waited still, and when he felt ready, he slowly started to kiss your legs and inner thighs until he reached your womanhood.

He waited for a short brief of time again and let his finger glided under your panties' waistband, playing with it to see if he got a single reaction and when you didn't react, he slowly take it off, sliding it from your waist till your ankles. James was absolutely slow and smooth in his movements, almost moving like a cat, but he really wanted to surprise you.

He grabbed your ankles and gently opened your legs, so he could sneaked between them, kissing every single part of your thighs. Even under the blanket, with just a dim light coming from the sun outside, he could see your skin reacted at his kiss, at the touch of his lips on your delicate flesh. Goosebumps were appearing slowly and this made him grin more.

He smiled and went further on his exploration, slowly arriving in front of the object of his desires. He parted your legs, pushing them slowly with his palms He could felt the heat radiating from your body and hoped his palms weren't too cold to wake you up.

When James got enough space, he sneaked closer to let his tongue pressing a kiss against your velvet button. He saw no reaction first and smiled, kissing it a few times. Still no reaction.

He then moved slowly the tip of his tongue on your clit now, licking and tasting it. He felt you moved a little but not enough to awaken you up. He kept doing his exploration, sucking your bund of nerves and couldn't resist to flick his tongue against your velvet lips now.

"Mmh...", he heard from outside the blanket and this helped him to go on. You were slowly feeling something and he loved that. His head was now buried in your pussy, devouring it feverishly as he started to collected some wetness coming from your hole.

He grinned big, seeing you so exposed and vulnerable, and pulled away to tease your clit with his fingertip now. Brusquely your legs started to move and he heard some moans and whines as he kept circling your button in a slow pace.

"Mmmh..", another moan and he understood you were slowly waking up, your palm searching for James next to your body until your realized that he was really under the blanket, buried between your legs. This wasn't a dream. You gasped and slowly pulled away the blanket to expose him to the day light.

"Hello...", he whispered, his lips a bit wet from the pleasure he had given to you for a couple of minutes now.

"What-What are you doing there ?", you asked with a grin, resting on your elbows, to look at your beloved boyfriend.

"Pleasuring my love", he simply answered as he rubbed his long finger against your wet lips, making your shiver and moan at the same time.

"Oh James...", you whispered. "you're torturing me". You gasped again when you feel his index teasing your hole. James was pretty proud of the effect he had on you. He spat on your pussy and teased you with his finger again, letting it in and out slowly.

"You know how much I love to tease that pretty pussy of yours...", he whispered as he buried his head again on you, devouring your clit while his finger worked you out, stretching your pussy's walls.

"Oh my fucking god....More please", you exhaled in a cry, wiggling your pelvis against his mouth, wanting more. You couldn't stop looking at him and gripped his hair to show him to way you like it.

James pulled out in a gasp, rubbing your wetness as he gave you a proud grin. He inserted another finger inside your pussy while his other hand rested lazily on your pelvis, shaking your clit.

"God", he groaned, "so fucking wet for me baby... feel those fingers pushing in and out so easily in you?".

"Mmh...", you sighed of pleasure as your body fell on the mattress, eyes closed and mouth parted, hands gripping the pillow next to you. Your legs were wide opened and you could felt every hit of his fingers deep inside you. "Jamie...please...yes".

But James didn't want you to finish so easily...he suddenly pushed his fingers out and pulled away his mouth. He knew your orgasm were slowly building and he wanted to play with you more, making you feel the edge of desire burning deep inside you.

You opened your eyes, surprised and shocked, frowning at him but all you got is a proud grin again and a giggle.

"Thought I'd have let you cum so easily baby"?", he mocked as he felt the power he had on you. You bit your lip at his comment and started to move your pelvis again, in a needy way, showing him how much you needed to cum now.

"C'mon James...please...", you begged, feeling a strong pain between your legs. Your pussy already throbbing at the thought of the pleasure you were about to feel. "I need to cum...I'm so horny"

"Say it again for me baby...", he teased. "Say to me how horny you are...". His other hand moved under your ass to lift it up a bit, helping his position.

"I'm so horny James...I'm so wet for you, please...give it to me".

"Good girl", he grinned and slapped his palm against your pussy, making your moan louder and gasping of pleasure. His other hand gripped your ass firmly. His right palm hit your sensitive clit and this was enough to awaken your burning desire again.

James then waisted no time to push three fingers inside you, pushing them deeper. They thrusted easily, collecting all the wetness around your cunt and you let it go again, abandoning yourself to the desire you were feeling.

"Oh James...this feels so good".

"I know baby...let it go", he said as moved closer to eat you out again, this time ready to push you over the edge. His fingers gave you no mercy and his tongue rubbed every part of your wet lips, taking not resting time to be sure to send you to heaven.

"GOD...yes!", you whined louder this time, gripping his head and hair hard, not caring if it could hurt him. "Oh yes please...like this James...yes...don't stop", you breathed as your back arched slowly, feeling the pleasure pulsing slowly inside your lower belly until he finally reached that point that makes you explode.

James didn't stop moving, on the contrary. He pushed further and licked harder when he felt your pussy squeezing around his tongue and fingers, ready to make you ride your orgasm till the end.

You explode like you've never did before. Your orgasm hit you strongly, making you shiver, shudder and convulse hard. Your legs shook around James head and your mouth let out incoherent words and praise of how good he was making you feel.

You gripped the pillow hard and buried your face in it, hiding some of the whines and moans you could have let it out until you felt the pleasure getting down, running now through your veins.

You panted heavily, recovering slowly when James sucked your high sensitive clit one last time, as a way to reward you for being a good girl.

"Oh!", you moaned again, looked at him with big smile and you both giggled. "You teaser".

"I love to please you", James said with his low and sexy voice, kissing your pussy again before moving close to you to kiss you on your lips. You tasted yourself and smiled, sharing a deep passionate kiss and when your lips slowly parted away, he whispered a "Happy birthday my love" that makes you fall in love with him all over again...

A/N : This is a birthday gift for bestie! Happy birthday sweetheart <3

#james hetfield #james hetfield x reader #james hetfield imagine #james hetfield smut #oh gosh #the best way to celebrate your birthday #definitely with 99 james #99 james #happy birthday again baby !

[ihavenolife346]

♡♥Heartbreaker♡♥

Part 2

Pairing: Black!Album James Hetfield x f!mom!reader

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of alcoholism, and pregnancy, arguing

Summary: James didn’t remember anything about what you or him said that night

Characters: James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Jason Newsead, Kirk Hammett, Julie (readers daughter)

She was right in front of him. James never once in his life thought that he would ever see her again. Looking straight at her, and looking back down at the kid in front of him. James wanted to say something to her, he wanted to say so much to her. He knew if he ever saw her again, he would apologize for whatever it was that made her leave him. He never knew why she did. One day they were fine, the next he woke up to her packing her things crying. She was so sad yet also pissed. He tried getting her to stay, he tried getting her to tell him what he did, all she said was “don’t play fucking stupid”. Hell, even Lars didn’t talk to him for a week after Y/N left.

It completely destroyed him. Whatever it was that he did, he knew it was bad. She was there with him through everything. When his mom died, when he started drinking, she never left his side even when he tried getting her too. She was a hard person to piss off, yet he did somehow. Yet now, there she was, right in front of him. James wasn’t sure what to do. He had pushed any thought of the show to the back of his head. “James!” Derek snapped James out of his gaze. Derek came running up next to James with his guitar in hand, barely even a minute left until Metallica was on stage.

James only turned to grab his guitar for maybe a second. He was hoping he could give her a silent plea to just talk to him for even just 15 seconds. But by the time he turned back around, Y/N and the kid were gone. James snapped his head back around, watching Y/N gently pull the kid along with her, “Y/N!” James blurted out. He watched as she stopped in her tracks. Y/N turned around, making brief eye contact with James. She looked as pale as a ghost, she looked terrified to see him.

“James! Come on! We’re on!” Jason came up next to James, pulling his lead singer to the side of the stage with him. James didn’t wanna go. He didn’t wanna lose sight of Y/N, not after all these years. He didn’t know where she was going, he didn’t even know why she was here, and he didn’t know how long she would stick around. The only thing he could assume was that Lars had convinced her to come, he knew they were still friends. Hearing their cue to get on stage, James followed right behind Jason, hearing the roars of the crowd. He was still going to put his best effort into the show. When Kirk stared the into to “Creeping Death”, James still had Y/N lingering in his mind, he had his eyes searching the crowd for her. His mind wouldn’t let her leave, and then came the lingering thought of that little girl Y/N kept close to her. The little girl that looked 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 like him.

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Y/N panicked. The second he wasn’t paying attention to her or Julie, she practically ran up to Julie and got them both out of there. She didn’t know what he was thinking. She couldn’t read him like she used to be able too. But hearing her name come out of his mouth…that was her breaking point. She felt her eyes fighting off tears as she was trying to get her and Julie to where Lars said so. “Come on baby, we don’t wanna miss more of the show.” Y/N tried getting Julie to walk just a bit faster, hearing the opening riff for “Creeping Death” playing.

Julie happily picked up her pace, keeping up with her mom. Julie was excited to see her uncle playing live. Hearing her name come out of his mouth…it brought back memories she wish she had forgotten. It brought back the warmth she used to feel when he said her name. Y/N’s mind kept wondering back to the way he looked at Julie. He looked like he was terrified and confused. Could he tell how much she resembled him? Could he tell that she was his? “Mom?” Julie snapped her mom out of her gaze.

Stopping her walking, Y/N looked down at her daughter. “Y-yea baby?” Y/N put on the best smile she could, finally sitting a place they could watch the show from.

“Are you ok?” Julie looked up at her mother with a sympathetic smile, noticing that she was trying not to cry.

“Yea baby, im ok. Im just really happy to be seeing your uncle play.” Y/N nodded over to Lars with a soft smile on her face.

“Me too!!” Julie grinned, making sure her headphones are on as they should be.

“Yea baby…yea I am.” Y/N sighed, somehow finding her eyes landing right on James. Watching him sing, run around on stage, it made her happy knowing he achieved his dream.

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They weren’t even 5 songs into their set before James kept a lot of his focus on Lars. Lars was the 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 person who still talked to Y/N. He was the only reason James even knew she was still fucking alive.

Lars could feel James’s eyes on him whenever he wasn’t singing. Lars could feel the tension James had in him. Looking up from his drums, Lars made immediate eye contact with a pissed, confused, and almost helpless James. That look on James’s face told Lars all he had to knows. James knew 𝘴𝘩𝘦 was here, he knew Y/N and Julie were here.

They made it through the first 3 songs before Jason greeted the crowd. “How we doing tonight St.Louis!!!” Jason yelled into the microphone, earning screams and yells from the crowd.

James took this time to walk over to Lars. As much as he loved interacting with he crowd, this was more important right now. “Did you know?” James almost growled at Lars.

“I invited her.” Lars yelled just loud enough for James to hear him.

James wasn’t sure if he should be mad at the Dane or if he should be happy that he had invited her without telling him. “Why didn’t you tell me!?” James felt betrayed that Lars didn’t bother telling him.

“Wasn’t my place to. If she wanted you to know she would have told you face to face herself.” Lars wasn’t in the mood to argue with James for once, at least not in front of 80,000 people.

“You ha-“ James started, quickly being cut off by Jason.

“Now! If you would turn your attention to Mr.Hetfield, he’ll show us how to get this next one started.” Jason threw his arm up in James’s direction.

“Harvester of Sorrow.” Lars could tell James had no clue what their next song was, only getting a nod out of him.

James diverted his eyes back to the crowd. He knew if Y/N was in the crowd, she would be closer to the front. She always loved being closer to the stage every concert he took her too. Yet she was nowhere to be seen. And he knew he would never miss her beautiful Y/E/C eyes, her soft Y/H/C hair, he would 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 miss her. So where the hell was she?

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Y/N tried keeping her eyes on Lars and Kirk the entire show. Lars was a complete beast on the drums, and Kirk was just as amazing as she remembered him being. Julie seemed to be having the time of her life. She was dancing and was singing every lyric she knew. Lars had made sure to check in on them every couple of minutes, simply mouthing “you guys all good?” Then going back to his drums.

Y/N had seen Lars and James’s interaction. Y/N could only assume James was practically interrogating Lars. Y/N never did think she would ever see James again. After what he said to her, after what he said about their child, she didn’t think she would ever even want to see him again.

Y/N tried her best to push the thought of James out of her mind for the rest of the show. Yet she still always found her eyes lingering right back to him. She didn’t want to look away from him. Y/N had no idea how much she missed him until she finally heard his voice call out for her.

But Y/N managed to make it though the show. And frankly she absolutely loved it. But now that the band was saying their goodbyes, she was gonna find Kirk and Lars, congratulate both of them, answer Kirk’s questions, and get her and Julie the fuck out of there.

“Come on baby, let’s go find your uncle.” Y/N smiled at the girl who had not stopped smiling since Metallica started playing.

“Ok mom!” Julie skipped off with Y/N close behind her. Y/N was hoping that James didn’t want to see her again, she was hoping she wouldn’t have to talk to him.

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Lars knew James well enough by know to know that he was going to find Y/N the second he walked off stage in a hurry. “We need to find Y/N and Julie.” Lars practically dragged Kirk along with him, in a hurry to get to them before James.

“Yea ok.” Kirk nodded. He didn’t know much about Y/N and James’s break up, all he knew was that it was bad, really bad. It pissed off Lars, and Y/N to the point that she disappeared. Kirk figured as much that Y/N didn’t want to see James.

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Y/N was trying to remember the way to Lars’s dressing room without running into James. But she wasn’t fast enough. “Y/N!!” James yelled the second he saw her, once again with the kid he still had no clue about.

Y/N stopped in her tracks. She knew she couldn’t get away from him this time. Y/N darted her eyes around, desperately trying to find Lars or Kirk. She knew she couldn’t get out of talking to James this time, she at least needed Julie out of there. “Y/N! Please don’t run this time!” James picked up his pace. He was almost desperate to talk to her, and he wasn’t sure if she was gonna run again.

“Y/N!” Lars yelled seconds after, Kirk trailing right behind him. Y/N immediately started in their way.

“Take her, please.” Y/N lightly pushed Julie over to Lars the second she could.

“What about him?” Lars had already spotted James.

Y/N sighed. She knew James had seen Julie, he was face to face with her. She knew he wasn’t that stupid. Y/N knew if she needed too, he at least had a right to know his daughter’s name. “I’ll be ok…don’t worry about me.” Y/N turned her attention to Julie. “You’re gonna go hangout with Uncle Lars and get to know Uncle Kirk here for a bit. I gotta go say hi to another friend of mine.” Y/N summed it up for the small girl.

Y/N wanted to laugh at Kirk’s face when she said “Uncle Kirk”, he had never been called that before. “Ok mom!” Julie grinned, grabbing onto her uncles hand, practically dragging him with her before he could say anything back to her mom.

“You sure you’re gonna be ok?” Kirk stayed behind for a second.

“I’ll be fine. I’ll talk to you in a bit Kirk.” Y/N let out a shaky breath.

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“What.” Y/N couldn’t bring herself to look at him when he finally reached her.

“What? Are you fucking kidding me!?” James snapped at her bitchy tone.

“Can we please not do this here Hetfield?!” Y/N couldn’t bring herself to even say his name.

“Oh you can’t even fucking say my name can you?!” James was now more irritated. “Come on.” James grumbled, pushing past her on his way to his dressing room, Y/N hot on his tail.

It’s didn’t take more than a minute before James was slamming his dressing room door shut. He was going to be nice, but when she greeted him with the bitchy tone she did, he snapped. She was the one who left, yet she was the one acting like he did something wrong. “What the fuck?!” James threw his hands in the air.

“Oh what the fuck what?!” Y/N shot back.

“You just decide to leave one day and now all the sudden you just show up and act like you fucking hate me!! You won’t even say my fucking name Y/N!” James watched as she broke at him saying her name. He never knew what it was that he did to make her leave. He never knew why she was crying that morning. He didn’t know, or remember anything.

“Oh cause you’re so fucking surprised I act like I hate you! Of course I’m still fucking mad at you James! Of course I fucking left!! All the shit you said to me, all the shit you said about Julie, yes i fucking hate you!” Y/N accidentally blurted out Julie. She was so worked up, she wasn’t even sure what she was saying. Y/N never thought she would have this conversation with James, she never even thought she would see him again.

“What the fuck do you mean?! What the hell did I say to you?! I don’t remember shit from what I said! I woke up one morning with a killer hangover only to find out you were fucking leaving! And who the actual hell is Julie!!!” James shouted, rolling his eyes at the girl. The image of the little girl who was practically a copy of him hadn’t left his mind either. He figured that Julie must have been her.

Y/N stopped for a second. He didn’t remember anything from the night before she left? He didn’t remember what he said to her? If he didn’t remember…he didn’t remember Y/N telling him she was pregnant. “W-what do you mean you don’t remember what you said…?” Y/N’s voice broke to a whisper.

Even though he hasn’t seen the girl for 7 years, he knew he still loved her with all his heart. He hated seeing how her face immediately dropped. Taking a breath, James tried to calm himself down. “What the fuck did I say to you Y/N…” James didn’t know what he felt. He was mad at her yet at the same time he was hating himself right now.

“Oh my god…” Y/N started pacing a bit. “You don’t remember.” Y/N finally got the guts to look him in the eyes. She felt herself break. He didn’t remember. He was hammered when she told him. He didn’t know Julie existed…

“No I don’t.” James held eye contact with the girl.

Y/N didn’t know how to get the words out now. She thought she was doing the right thing by leaving. It’s what he wanted, or at least what he told her. But instead she took away his chance of getting to see his daughter grow up. “You said you never wanted to see me again…” Y/N’s voice was hardly above a whisper as she made her way to the small couch in the room.

“I said that to you?” James didn’t think that was something he would have ever said to the woman he loved. But he could tell by the look on her face that there was something much more than that. Standing next to the couch, James was silently asking permission to sit next to her.

Getting a small nod from the girl, James quickly took the seat next to her. “You told me you thought I was trying to trap you. You said “I never want to fucking see you again”. you told me you didn’t want anything to do with me…or the baby.” Y/N finally let it slip. She could almost feel the brick wall hitting her like it did him. James’s face completely dropped.

“B-baby…?” James felt like he could hardly move. He had said all those things to her, all because what he could assume was because she told him she was pregnant. James wasn’t even close to mad at Y/N anymore. He was pissed off with himself. He knew the way she thought. After he told her he never wanted anything to do with her or the kid, he knew she thought she was just granting his wishes. He saw her reasoning for leaving. He understood why she did now.

“Yea…baby.” Y/N nodded, wondering if he was going to put two and two together.

The image of the blond little girl from earlier came through his mind. He could only assume she was the baby. Julie as James could guess, looked almost nothing like Y/N. She had long blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and the same grin he had. “Wait…the…” James couldn’t even get a sentence out.

Y/N already knew what he was trying to ask. “Yea…that’s her.” Y/N felt tears start to well up in her eyes. She felt terrible…she thought she was doing the right thing when in reality he didn’t even remember what he said to her.

The pair of them sat there in silence for a moment. Neither of them really knew what to say. It really was all just a huge misunderstanding. Y/N couldn’t help it anymore, she let the tears fall. “I’m sorry…” Y/N stuttered out.

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They sat there in silence for a solid 10 minutes. Neither of them could get much more out. James was in complete shock. Had Julie ever asked about him? Did she think he just left her? Did she think he didn’t want anything to do with her? “I’m so sorry James…” Y/N choked, letting her tears fall, allowing James to feel ok doing the same.

James was hesitant but he slowly wrapped his arms around the girl. Y/N really felt herself give in then. “I-I’m so sorry James.” Y/N stuttered out again, leaning into James, feeling him let himself go as well. She hadn’t realized how much she missed his touch, how much she missed his words, Y/N didn’t realize how much she had missed him.

“I-I’m sorry too.” James knew he was also to blame. He told her basically to fuck off. He told her he wanted nothing to do with either of them. Truth is, James wasn’t really sure how they would’ve handled a kid at the time for those first few years. But he still would’ve been there. He still would have provided for both of them. And with the money he’s making now he could’ve taken care for all three of them without an issue at all. This wasn’t all to blame on her. James hadn’t even gotten the idea of having a kid wrapped around his head yet. “Wait…so Lars…” James started, feeling Y/N nod into his shoulder.

“I told him not to tell you anything about her.” Y/N muttered, trying to pull herself back together.

James felt his heart clench. His best friend kept this from him…his best friend knew his daughter more than he did. “Has she…has she ever asked about me?” James pulled himself together at this point, still trying to go to wrap his head around the idea.

“A few times.” Y/N lifted herself up from his arms. “I’ve jsut told her things with us didn’t work out. She never asked more than that.” Y/N sighed. She couldn’t believe all these years he didn’t remember anything about that night. All these years their daughter could have known her father, all these years they could have still been together. She took away his chance to see Julie grow up.

James sighed. From what he understood, she didn’t think he left her. She didn’t even seem to bothered by the fact that he wasn’t there. Then again, she was only 7. “I…umm…can I meet her…?” James asked quietly.

Y/N smiled softly. She was amazed at how comfortable they both got with each other all the sudden. “Yea, yea you can. Come on.” Y/N got up from the couch, heading towards the door with James right behind her.

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A comfortably silent walk later, the pair were in form of Lars’s dressing room. “She’s gonna like you.” Y/N saw how much James was shaking. It all seemed to be crashing down on him at once now. She had never seen him this nervous.

“What is she like?” James wanted a general picture.

Y/N laughed softly. “Shes you in the form of a 7 year old girl.” Y/N always did admire how much Julie was like her dad. She was an exact replica of him.

James relaxed a bit at the sound of her laugh. He really knew he missed the girl in front of him. “Ok…” James nodded, letting out a breath as Y/N made her way into Lars’s dressing room.

“Mom!” Julie grinned, jumping up from her spot on the floor, dropping her Barbie and running over to her mom.

“Hey baby.” Y/N knelt down to hug her, noting the concerned looks form Kirk and Lars. Y/N only nodded over to them. “I have someone I want you to meet.” Y/N spoke softly, nodded her head behind her at James.

“That’s the man from earlier!” Julie pointed out with a smile. “Hi!” Julie greeted again.

James gulped, “h-hey Julie…” James was in complete shock. She was beautiful. She looked so happy. Everything about Julie seemed perfect.

“Yea, it’s the man from earlier. This is James.” Y/N introduced the pair properly, smiling softly at the smile she saw appear on James’s face.

#james hetfield #metallica #lars ulrich #kirk hammett #jason newsted #james hetfield fiction #get me a james hetfield #james hetfield imagine

[masterofmetallica]

Hey could i request a james hetfield x reader where she is a metalhead and badass and they meet at one of his gigs and he's like star struck because she is every metalhead's dream girlfriend but she only has her eyes for him and the boys are jealous and teasing him?

I love this idea! Hopefully I did it the way you wanted it to be :)

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Y/N POV

Metal has become very populair in the music industry and you couldn’t be more happy. Hearing the very first album of iron maiden made you completely obsessed with the genre. While other girls were more into the glam metal and hair metal you found yourself being the heavy metal kinda girl. That included wearing tons of band shirts, ripped jeans, leather jackets and even battle vests. But today you decided to not wear jeans and you got changed into a black tight dress and styled it with your battle jacket.

Your friend Mila got you tickets for a new band called Metallica. They made it big once their album kill em all made it out. They made sure to feature their new album everywhere. I put on my black boots and ran downstairs grabbing my purse that had a lipstick and perfume in it. And of course my wallet. “Mom I’m heading out with Mila to see Metallica. I will be back tomorrow. Will sleep at Mila’s that’s why!” I yelled since she was still upstairs cleaning the house. “Sure thing! Have fun sweetie!!” She yelled back. I made my way over to Mila’s house and I waited in front of her house. After a minute of waiting she came out from the back door and gave me the biggest smile. “I’m so excited for this new band. And apparently their singer is really hot.” Mila said smiling from ear to ear. She was just like you. Liking heavy metal and listened to the same bands you listened to. The only thing she didn’t do was dressing like it. She wore a cute 80s outfit like every student wore.

We both got to the concert. It was indoors so you showed your tickets to the guy that worked there and got inside. The place was already filled with 700 people. You and Mila were one of the last to enter since the place wasn’t that big to fit more people in. “Come on let’s get a drink first.” I said and we both got ourself a beer and already danced to the music that was playing through the speakers. After a while some boys came approached you. “Wel hello there beautiful?” One of the man laid a hand on your waist and tried to pull you closer. You were disgusted by his appearance and grabbed his hand of your waist and twirled his arm behind his back. Nearly breaking it. The man cried out in pain. You let go and got on with the night as you saw him walking away from you.

After a hour of waiting the band came on stage. And Mila was right. The lead singer was indeed hot and talented. His voice so manly and the way he shred his guitar. You couldn’t believe your eyes. “Mila!!!” I said turning to her. “Yes??!!!” “He’s mine now.” Mila laughed at your comment. “Told ya he was hot!” Both you and Mila started headbanging and doing air guitar moves. Matching up with both the guitarist. Also dancing the night away. While you were so focused on dancing and having fun. You had no idea the lead vocalist was looking at you while smiling. Being stunned by the perfect girl in the crowd. He could look at you all day.

Of course Mila noticed how he looked at you and tapped you on your shoulder. I stopped my dancing and looked at her smiling. “He’s looking at you.” She said bouncing like a crazy kid. I looked at his direction and she was right. He was looking at me. God he’s beautiful.

The show ended and the band left to go backstage and chill out a bit. “Think we can go talk to them?” I asked and looked at the way they disappeared in the hallway. “Yes let’s try it.” She grabbed your hand dragging you through the crowd of people. She tried to catch up with them to see what door they walked in. And she succeeded. She saw what door they walked in. You and Mila ran to the door and before someone could close the door. You hold it back from closing. A boy with long black curly hair looked at you confused. “Sorry to interrupt but that was some good performance.” I said crossing my arms and leaning against the door. “Ow well thank you! Glad you enjoyed it!” He said opening his arms as a welcome. He wanted us to join them. So you two entered the room and he closed the door.

“I’m Y/N by the way and this is my best friend Mila. We are big heavy metal fans so this was a opportunity for us to actually make more friends with boys like you. Not many people believe in heavy metal girls.” The boys were stunned to speak. A beautiful girl like you had just entered the room and she also loved heavy metal just like they did. The room was quiet for a while so you broke the silence by slowly couching sarcastically. “Ow Yeah. I’m Kirk. And that is Lars, Cliff and James” they all waved at you and James was the first person to walk up to you. Holding out his hand for you to shake. You accepted it and gave him a big smile. “I like your voice” I said. He had no idea what to say to you. Still stunned by the perfect girl in front of him.

“Oehhhh someone’s in loveeee” Lars said grabbing kirks face and pretending to kiss him. Recreating a fake scene of you and James. “Ow shut up.” James said smiling. I simply just rolled my eyes. But it also made you blush. “Well if James doesn’t want you then I’m the one that’s gonna shoot a shot.” Cliff said smiling at you. But the death glare James gave him made him instantly back away bursting out laughing. “I thought you weren’t in love with her.” He said laughing even harder. Lars and Kirk joining him. “I never said that.”

“Oeh james blushing.” Kirk laughed pointing at James face. James couldn’t handle the teasing so he playfully attacked him. Nearly knocking him to the floor. You and Mila looked at each other rolling your eyes. “Just tell him you like him. It will prevent these boys from killing each other.” Mila whispered in your ear. You have always been confident so when you were about to stop this teasing and tell him you like him too. A knock was heard on the door. All boys stopped their fight and I looked their way. Asking permission to open the door. They all nodded and stood up. Trying to act normal again… without succes.

You opened the door and saw the same man that tried to touch you earlier the night. “I’m sooory… for doing … that.” He said slurring over his words. He was obviously drunk. “What do You want?” I asked in a hard tone. James made his way up behind you to see what’s happening. Not only for that but also so he could protect you. His love instincts kicking in. The man didn’t say anything but only licked his lips and tried to touch you again. Before James could grab his hands and shove him off you, you were already striking a amazing move. Grabbing his arms and kicking him in the nuts. He groaned in pain falling to the ground. “Next time I’m cutting your balls off. You understand?” I yelled at him slamming the door shut looking pissed.

“Wow. That was some move.” James said looking a bit terrified. “Yeah I’ve learned how to fight since I was a little girl. My dad always made sure I was able to protect myself from creeps like him.” I looked at him smiling. “But don’t worry I won’t do that on you.” I smiled. “Haha thanks. Don’t wanna loose my nuts you know.” I burst into a laughter. He joined me. “Uhm you wanna go out for a drink tomorrow?” He asked me. He looked a bit nervous since he just saw what I did to that guy. “Call it a date.” I said winking.

He nearly fell right there since his knees got weak. God you are literally perfect and he couldn’t wait to spend more time with you. Making him yours!

End.

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So I hope you liked it. Might gonna do a part two that includes the date but we will see.

Other then that my request are still open so send in whatever you want!

Bye <3

#james hetfield #james hetfield x reader #james hetfield imagine #metallica fanfiction #metallica x reader #metallica imagines #metallica #band imagines #band imagine requests #kirk hammett #lars ulrich #cliff burton #kirk hammett x reader #lars ulrich x reader #60s 70s 80s 90s #angst #james hetfield fluff #fluff #lovers

[anna-n-hetfield]

Out On Tour

Request: can i request platonic reader x metallica where they take her on tour with them and how they act towards her and how close they are?

Author’s Note: I tried to make this gender neutral. Hopefully I did good, but if not, I can fix it if I need to. Just let me know.

Can I just say that these boys would be the best friends to have?

Like they are crazy, fun, and sweet. A total triple threat.

And they all like having you around.

Sometimes even get a little jealous when are spend more time with one than the other.

“James, you took Y/N shopping yesterday. It’s my day!”

I kind of feel like Lars would be the worst about it.

Your relationship with each of them would be a little different.

With James, it was mostly about fast cars, guitars, and new songs, and just helping him find his inspiration.

You and Kirk would be chilling with some good horror movies and popcorn.

If you jumped or flinched, Kirk wouldn’t let you hear the end of it. But you were the same with him.

Lars would take you to try a different restaurant in every city you visited and took a bite of what the other ordered just to see if it was good or not.

Like in New York City, you went to a pizza shop, and in San Antonio, an Italian restaurant that had all kinds of talk about it.

You and Jason would play card games and go to museums or local tourist spots. It was most likely you dragging him there, but no one else would go with you.

“Y/N, come on! I don’t want to go to one of those lame places?”

You would look at him with wide shocked eyes, almost like you were going to cry.

Jason was a sucker for tears.

“Fine, let’s go.”

Needless to say, when they performed, you were front row, dancing and singing your heart out to their songs.

Which they all loved to see.

And if anyone in the crowd got too handsy or rough, one of them would be at your defense even if you could take of yourself which they knew you could.

They had taken the time to teach you self-defense.

But you would hear that deep growly voice that was James.

“Keep your hands to yourself, bud.”

Then once the guy left you alone, the show would get back going.

#metallica headcanon #metallica imagine #metallica x y/n #metallica imagines #metallica x reader #james hetfield headcanon #james hetfield imagine #james hetfield imagines #james hetfield x y/n #james hetfield x reader #lars ulrich x y/n #lars ulrich imagines #lars ulrich x reader #lars ulrich imagine #kirk hammett x reader #kirk hammett x y/n #kirk hammett headcanon #lars ulrich headcanon #kirk hammett imagines #kirk hammett imagine #jason newsted x reader #jason newsted x y/n #jason newsted headcanon #jason newsted imagine #jason newsted imagines

[bubbledtee]

𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐰!𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Warnings: mentions of violence typical to the Wild West.

Summary: Headcanons of early 90s!james as an outlaw in the Wild West.

A/N: this made me so happy to write guys I'm def gonna make this like a series probably ^-^ (also this is for @31-4am 🤭🤭 here you go lana)

He’ll act big and tough whenever necessary, but deep down that man is just a big teddy bear who’s just done a few unspeakable things.

He keeps to himself quite a bit, though he does have a big voice when needed.

He keeps to himself quite a bit, though he does have a big voice when needed.

(For scaring away both animals and men who lay hands on their women and children)

At 6’ 4”, he’s taller than just about everyone he’s ever surrounded by, so he’s hardly bothered when riding through town, following up on leads.

Because of his sheer size and strength, he’s often written off as a big dumb brute.

Which, most of the time, is not an assumption that is all that wrong.

“Goddamnit, where the hell is my hat? I swear, I just had it!”

“It’s on your damn head, dumbass.”

However, he does have his moments of intelligence.

For example, he knows exactly how to, despite his huge appearance, be so quiet and invisible that people in saloons will talk about things like trains and coach routes that are carrying bonds right next to him and not even second guess that he might be listening in. He just always is leaned over, head down with his hat covering half of his face while he sips his beer, somehow being both the largest and smallest person in the room at the same time.

He’s also extremely smart when it comes to animals. Wildlife, livestock, dogs, horses, pretty much all animals, he seems to have unlimited knowledge.

At around 15 when he learned to read after he was picked up by the gang he’s in, one of the first books he really read through was a book on natural history and that really sparked his interest in not just hunting, but the appreciation of the wildlife as well.

And every horse he’s ever had was always treated almost perfectly by him. 

They were always fat, happy, and loved.

If any of them were ever stolen (which a few have been in the past.), he’s felt like he needed to go find them.

And he did find them every time.

And every time that he’s had to put down his own horse, it would leave him broken for months, even if he didn’t show it.

It’s his heart of gold that makes him so soft for animals, and sometimes he curses himself for it.

Finally, James’s gunslinging skills are practically flawless, too.

Most people think he’d be too big and clumsy to be able to quickdraw well, so whenever he’s challenged to a duel, both his opponent and bystanders are ready to see him shot straight through the chest.

Though, it never happens.

He’ll always be way too quick for his opponent, and thus he wins every duel he’s apart of.

He doesn’t duel as much as he’s gotten older, though. It was more of a reckless, adrenaline-filling thing he did in his late teens and early twenties, but he realizes just how much he has to provide now that he’s older and higher in the gang, so he’ll only duel if absolutely necessary.

#i wrote this because i've been sick all day and needed something to do #james hetfield #papa het #wild west au #gunslinger!james hetfield #outlaw!james hetfield #cowboy!james hetfield #james hetfield imagine #james hetfield headcanons #james hetfield x y/n #james hetfield x reader #james hetfield fluff #james hetfield smut #james hetfield fanfiction #papa het fluff #papa het angst #papa het x reader #metallica fluff #metallica #metallica fanfiction #metallica x reader #bub's writings

[princessofdorkness]

This particular photo just does things to me idk…

#cliff burton #james hetfield #metallica #metallica imagines #metallica x reader #cliff burton x reader #james hetfield x reader #anyway I hear Paris is lovely this time of year #credit: pinterest #but also #why is he staring into my soul like that???

[aplaceforyourhearttorest]

Metallica Masterlist

⭒ James Hetfield ⭒ Requests (open)

Playtime (16+) ˚ (suggestive, bondage contemplation, ambiguous ending)

Play Me (18+) ˚ (phone sex, partial long-distance relationship, ambiguous ending)

Taste Test (18+) ⭒ (threesome with jason, vampire!au, ambiguous ending)

Summon Me (18+) ˚ (demon!james au, dorm sex, ambiguous ending)

Deprivation (18+) ˚ (breath play, hotel sex, happy ending)

Sunny Side Up (18+) ˚ (morning sex, kitchen sex, creampie, happy ending)

Missus Eat Pavement (18+) Mister Meet Gravel (18+) ˚ (rockstar!james, smalltown!reader, oral sex, ambiguous ending)

Desert Hills Motel (18+) ˚ (traveling!james, smalltown!reader, hotel sex, happy ending)

Add One More ˚ (domestic fluff, partial angst, happy ending)

Leap Of Faith (18+) ˚ (angst, backstage sex, rough sex, happy ending)

After Afterparty (18+) ˚ (fluff, hotel sex, shower sex, long-distance relationship, happy ending)

Hell's Angel (18+) ˚ (hellsangels!au, angst, violence, sex on top of a desk, drug use, happy ending)

Backseat Paradise (18+) ˚ (car sex, light angst, fluff, partial long-distance relationship, happy ending)

Counterproductive Tendencies (multi-chapter, 18+) ˚ part one, part two, part three, part four (fluff, smut, angst, drug use, alcoholism, semi-public sex, oral sex) ⭒ ongoing series (updated 4.12.24)

Needy Little Fucking Thing (18+) ˚ (softdom!james, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, happy ending)

(Un)Still Shots (18+) ˚ (semi-public sex, sexually explicit photography, breath play, fingering, dry humping, happy ending)

⭒ Kirk Hammett

A Nightmare On Elm Street ˚ (fluff, slightly suggestive, happy ending)

Scream (18+) ˚ (couch sex, rough sex, horror movie elements, happy ending)

Unwind Me (18+) ˚ (fluff, backstage sex, happy ending)

Room For More (18+) ˚ (threesome with jason, dominant!jason, submissive!kirk, backstage sex, oral sex, fluff, light angst, happy ending, polyamory)

⭒ Jason Newsted

Taste Test (18+) ⭒ (threesome with james, vampire!au, ambiguous ending)

Extended Cut (18+) ˚ (submissive!jason, studio sex, oral sex, ambiguous ending)

Room For More (18+) ˚ (threesome with kirk, dominant!jason, submissive!kirk, backstage sex, oral sex, fluff, light angst, happy ending, polyamory)

⭒ Lars Ulrich

Ride The Lightning (18+) ˚ (angst, rough sex, sex against drum set, happy ending)

⭒ Cliff Burton

You Make Loving Fun ˚ (domestic fluff, partial long-distance relationship, happy ending)

Follow My Lead ˚ (fluff, surprise birthday party, happy ending)

#metallica #james hetfield #kirk hammett #jason newsted #lars ulrich #cliff burton #metallica x reader #metallica smut #metallica imagines #james hetfield smut #james hetfield x reader #kirk hammett x reader #kirk hammett smut #jason newsted x reader #jason newsted smut #lars ulrich x reader #lars ulrich smut #cliff burton x reader #✮- masterlist

[amsmuch]

CAME BACK FROM THE DEAD!! just to disappear again,, maybe not! i dont know

Throwing some of the James hunting photos my friend sent me :p

Also thank you so much for 100 followers??!?! It's crazy

#metallica #james hetfield #amsmuch's thoughts #the last picture... #woah... #imagine being there with him...

[allmoshnobrain]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

How would dating early 80's James Hetfield be like?

A headcanon list by yours truly

☆ When you two first crossed paths, you were convinced he didn’t like you because he had this super serious vibe whenever you were around, but then you'd catch him being all chill with his friends. Little did you know, he was just super shy and totally into you.

☆ You started noticing these adorable little hints and signs he dropped. There'd be a sneaky touch on the arm that sent shivers down your spine, or those hugs that lasted just a teensy bit longer than the norm. He was head over heels for you, and those tiny gestures were his way of showing it because he was too insecure to be direct about it.

☆ Even when you two officially started dating, he wasn't exactly a poet with words in public. He preferred the language of touch; his hand holding yours, casually resting on your waist, or draping an arm around your shoulders. His silent declarations of love were all about physical touch.

☆ He also loves cuddling so much 😭 He's got an insatiable appetite for affection, especially when it comes to snuggling up. You'd catch him burying his nose in your hair, taking in that sweet scent of yours while wrapped up in each other's arms. He just loves your smell and the warm feel of your skin against his.

☆ From the moment you became his girlfriend, he made it his personal mission to make you giggle with the most absurd, random antics ever. He's a one-man circus of silliness, just to see that beautiful smile light up your face. All of that because your laughter is his absolute favorite soundtrack in the world.

☆ He's all about sharing interests. It's like he's on a quest to become your personal expert in all the things you adore. And he's not just stopping there; he's all about roping you into his world too! You're practically a VIP guest at the band's rehearsals because he's got to share how much he loves it with you.

☆ He's totally smitten when you sneakily snag his t-shirts. It's like a secret turn-on for him when you wake up in the morning, rocking just his oversized tee and nothing else after a night together.

☆ In bed, you both started a bit shy and inexperienced, but soon found out that you enjoy trying all sorts of positions, toys, etc. Because of that, you imagined he'd be more submissive, but he gradually discovers how much he enjoys dominating you 💖

#i should be writing my wip but i've been thinking about this #he's got such goofy boyfriend energy #fav boy ever #i have different headcanons for different eras of james but early 80s is my absolute fave #metallica #metallica imagines #metallica headcanon #james hetfield #james hetfield headcanon #james hetfield x reader #james hetfield x you #james hetfield smut #metallica x reader #metallica x you #james hetfield fanfiction #metallica fanfiction #ada writes fanfiction

[nickybloodhead]

I wanna make early 90s James my bitch. Like he’s tough and arrogant but for me? He’s the sweetest, most caring man. Something about manly men being soft af for you gets me weak on my knees.

Anon you're right, making that big man all soft for me is one of the things I want most in this world.

James is an imposing, tall, huge man, isn't he? And in the 90s he was fucking arrogant looking down on everyone with superiority... But when he comes home to you he becomes a docile puppy, looking to be petted and cuddled by his girl.

If you two are watching a movie he MUST have his head in your lap so you can play with his hair which would set him purring.

At bedtime he enjoys being the little spoon although he won't tell anyone that, it's kind of funny for you to be the big spoon because you're practically wrapped around him and yet you can't cover his whole body.

He follows you around the house like a baby duckling when you are doing anything like cooking, cleaning, reading; no matter what you are doing he will be there watching you with all the love in the world; then he will get tired of not getting attention and start bothering you until you only have eyes for him.

In bed it's no different, yes, he may take control when you are going to fuck most of the time but when he is in needy mode you will be the one taking the reins. You would push him onto the bed and climb on top of him to kiss the expanse of his body, from his lips to his thighs because you know how shaky he gets when you nibble on his sensitive skin there, after foreplay you would ride him so hard he forgets how to talk, he would lie there on the bed watching you reverently as you take him and make him lose his mind.

In the end, when you both cum he would be in your embrace for a little aftercare.

"You took it so well my love, what a good boy standing still while I rode you" You'd murmur against his hair all this praise as he hums contentedly, hiding his head in your neck to sigh happily.

I also want to make that man my bitch

#let's make early 90s james a needy bitch #imagine having him in the palm of our hand #maybe make him beg for attention #jaymz #early 90s james #james hetfield #james my beloved #james hetfield smut #james hetfield x reader #soft james

[clem900]

100%

#metallica #james hetfield #metallica x reader #metallica imagines #kirk hammett x reader #lars ulrich #JAMES IS MY BARBIE #kirk hammett #kirk hammett smut #lars ulrich x reader #james hetfield x reader #80s metal

[in-hav3n]

✮ 𝓣𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧

❘❘ age gap

Here we go for the third part ! It's not the most interesting part of the series but it was a necessary chapter for what's coming next. Special thank youu to my bestiee beta reader @liltingoddesss for her precious help! <333 Thank you to all of you for your patience, support, likes and kind words (@aplaceforyourhearttorest and @ihavenolife346 <3)

Enjoy <3

Previous parts

James hands gripped your hips as he carefully pushed his dick out from inside you, in a deep and low groan. He panted heavily as he looked down at your sore pussy, recovering from his own climax. You gasped in a whine when he thrusted out, free now to stretch your thighs as you glance up at him.

The air was absolutely thick and hot in the room and you bet there was some steam on the bay windows. You could smell this mixture of sweat and sex smell hitting your nose but you didn't mind. You crossed your legs and rolled on your side as you locked your gaze on him again, silently admiring the man you had dreamed of. You couldn't realize what just happened...it was like a pleasant dream and you could still feel the effect of your orgasms running through your veins.

You noticed James' pupils were lighter blue again now. His chest was rising slowly with every breath he was taking as he seemed to come back to his senses. You wondered if he enjoyed the sex you just had. Did he like it as much as you did? It was hard to tell...James was silent, and his face wasn't showing any kind of emotions. This started to worried you...

He was so chatty when he flirted with you and when he brought you up into his room. He kept being talkative during sex, praising you with kind and sexy words so why now leaving you like this? Did you do something wrong? Was he like this with every women?

This silence started to hurt and to make you feel uncomfortable. It hurt your confidence most of all. You didn't even ask for a cuddle or something but just a comment about what happened and if it had been enjoyable.

James' coughed and this suddenly brought you back into the hotel room. Your gaze was lost somewhere else and came back on him when he got up from the bed, moving the mattress with all his weight. You hoped for something but instead, he disappeared into the bathroom with no words exchanged. No glance. Nothing.

This made your heart clenched. All the good sensations you may have felt with sex disappeared. You felt so stupid. And you felt even worse a couple minutes later when you heard the water running, indicating he was now showering. It wasn't necessary anymore to think about what you should do cause a rejection would have been more painful than indifference. So it was time to leave.

You rolled on your side, jumping on your feet quickly, in search of your clothes and underwear. In less than two minutes, you were ready to leave, lacing up your Converses in a hurry to not be caught. You chuckled at this thought. Why being nervous to be caught? After all, this is what he wanted right?

You jumped on your feet once again when something stroke your attention. A notepad on the desk. You looked back at the bathroom's door, wondering if you should left a note or something. After all, he had been kind and nice with you until...

You shook your head as you finally decided to leave without a word. James coughed again in the bathroom as you heard the shower being turned off and you took it as a signal to make you leave this room in a hurry...

✦ 𝐀𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ✮

"Wait, wait girl...hold on. Can you say it again, please?". Your best friend couldn't believe what you just confessed to her.

It was 1am when you rushed to call her. You couldn't sleep. Even if work and sex drained a part of your energy, your mind didn't seem to accept to give you some rest. When you came back into your room, you first spent almost 30 mins in the shower, lost in your thoughts, hoping the hot water running on your skin would make you forgive all your feelings. Once inside the covers however, your mind took control again and prevented you from finding peace.

Luckily, it was late afternoon in California and you knew your best friend was always ready to talk, no matter what time it was.

"(X/Y), please...", you sighed, already embarrassed about what you just confessed to her. Since high school you always shared everything to each other but somehow, for an unknown reason, you couldn't stop having mixed feelings for what you did tonight. "I told you...I was with James Hetfield tonight and we did it together...", you repeated once again, with a low voice, like if you were scared someone would be listening to your conversation behind the door.

"Is he with you now? Why are you whispering?".

"No, he's not. I just left after it was finished. I'm in my room now".

"You left?", she asked, curious. "Why?".

You sighed again, pinching the bridge of your nose. As if it wasn’t hard enough..."It was just...you know...", you searched for the right words, as your fingers played with the edge of the cover in front of your crossed legs.

Why did you leave exactly? That was a good question and you weren't quite sure of the answer.

Deep inside, you knew you'd have loved to stay but the fact he didn't share anything with you, not even a glance or a word, was enough to make you feel sad. You felt ridiculous to have even believed he'd have wanted something more than just sex with you. You felt dumb for even thought that all these kind words and attentions towards you could mean something. Plus it hurts that he doesn't even say a word after sex. He could have lied, you wouldn't have been mad about it and you probably wouldn't even knew it, but at least, you could known if you're a good catch or not...You guess you were facing the truth and that's why you were hurt. With no experience in one-night stands, it was difficult to figure all this out.

"He wanted to fuck, I accept, that's all. What should I have done uh? Stay in the bed and waiting for some cuddles and aftercare. It would have been awkward, we don't know each other...".

"...and what if he wanted that?". You frowned at her question and just pictured the scenario in your mind. But it was absolutely ridiculous and you shook your head at the idea. His attitude would have been different then.

"No way. He's a rockstar, he just wanted to have some fun. We weren't on a date or something", you snapped back, shaking your head as you took a more comfortable position in your bed, laying on your back now.

"Then, if you're so sure about it, why do you call me in the middle of the night to tell me all this? You sound rather worried about it...".

There, she was right. Again. You looked down and sighed, remaining silent. Your best friend heard you sighed of despair and smiled on the other side of the line, she knew you so well.

"Listen sweetheart", she began with a comforting tone, "you don't have to feel guilty or bad for what you've done, okay? He was the one asking for this, you just answered to an ask. You won't be held responsible and you won't lose your job for that. Just enjoy what happened and don't stress yourself too much about it, you promise?".

"I can try...", you replied with a shrug, even though she couldn't see it. "I'm aware of everything you just said and thanks for saying that but...he didn't say anything (X/Y). Nothing. It doesn't help your confidence you know...".

"You mean, he didn't say something like..."Thanks it was awesome" or..?"

"Nothing", you repeated with a sigh, looking at the ceiling.

"Oh...that's rude. But don't worry sweetheart, okay? Maybe it's just his character, maybe he'll tell you something tomorrow? Who knows? Maybe he thought you'd still be there in his room to tell you after showering but you disappeared. Don't freak out. Everything will be alright".

A smile slowly appeared on your lips and you whispered a grateful "thank you" to her. That's why you were always referring to her when you needed help. She always knew the words to say to make you feel better.

"Tell me now...was he a good fucker?", she asked in a giggle and you shushed her immediately.

"Oh c'mon girl, don't tell me he isn't because I wouldn't believe you. How was it? You enjoyed it I hope?". You only giggle at her assumptions and this was enough to make her react more. "Okay don't tell me much. I get it. He's a sex god and he got a real big one".

"You're unbeliveably vulgar my dear".

"Vulgar? Say the girl who just fucked with a rockstar". You both laughed loud and you knew you were feeling better.

After you chatted a little more about the roadie experience and how things were going for her, you decided to hang up the phone around 3am, with a lighter heart now. She was right, tomorrow would be a new day.

✦ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲 ✮

The day went by surprisingly fast and soon the time for the show arrived. From the morning till now, you could avoided meeting the band and it was perfect. Your presence wasn't necessary during their rehearsals and when you were needed around the stage area, they were already back in backstage, relaxing and getting mentally prepared.

You could do your work as usual then, without this constant fear to bump against him. Even if the chat you had with your best friend helped you to see with another point of view last night events, you still didn't want to face James. Luckily you were busy enough to not have the time to think about him either.

The second band who played before Metallica finished their show and the head chef of the staff asked you to do a last check up on every station to see if nothing was missing. You accomplished your task in a hurry, knowing you only had 30 mins to check up everything. 30 mins was pretty fast for such task.

As you ran around the stage, you could felt the energy, the impatience and the thrill coming from all the fans in the stadium and it was absolutely exciting. You smiled at this as you asked James' stations technicians if something was missing and indeed, someone forgot to bring some replacement stuff. In a hurry, you go back in the other way, looking for what you needed.

You knew where those materials where stored and you ran over the area, making a way between all the fans walking around the VIP area and the other staff members getting ready for the show. As soon as your eyes noticed the storage's place, you stopped running to walk the few meters left when you felt someone griping your wrist.

You turned around, thinking it would be a crew member, but when your eyes met those familiar pierces icy blue eyes, your heart skipped a beat and you gasped of surprise.

"Can we talk?", he asked with a neutral tone. You nodded in agreement, not really thinking about the fact this is exactly what you wanted to avoid all day long. But if James Hetfield was asking you something, you had to do it.

You followed him inside his backstage room and noticed he didn't stop holding your hand. Some flashbacks of last night started to play into your mind and you bit your lower lip, trying to stay calm. He closed the door and faced you, now letting go of your hand. He was already wearing his stage outfit and you couldn't stop thinking how gorgeous he was looking in this black vest with bare sleeves. You knew he was shirtless underneath and it was a pure sin for the eyes.

You gulped and looked up at him, wondering what he wanted to talk about. Again, his silence was a torture and you hoped he'd start talking first cause you were completely mute now that you were in front of him.

"Why did you leave last night?". His question surprised you and didn't make any sense. You opened your mouth, ready to say something, but instead you remained quiet, wondering why this worried him.

"I-...", you started, licking your lips as you were searching for the right words. "I thought...this is what you wanted me to do...?", you finally confessed. You crossed your arms over you chest, feeling uncomfortable and dumb again.

How come you could be so ridiculous in front of this man. You turned your gaze on the right side and didn't see James frowned when he heard your answer. He stepped closer and his tobacco/aftershave smelt hit your nose. You blushed more, hoping this would end pretty fast cause you couldn't live this situation anymore. But when his palm connected with your burning cheek, you finally met his glance, with a questioning look.

"Honestly, I thought you'd have stayed with me. I was surprised to see you disappeared like a thief in the night", it was his turn to confess with a smirk.

"I'm sorry", you let out as you felt your heart jumping faster into your ribcage. It was like you were living a dream, you weren't really there with him, right? You couldn't say to him it was rather his fault cause his attitude made you think it was time to leave.

You were searching for a better answer when he said, "Come back to me tonight". The words hit you again and you couldn't believe it.

"What?", you asked out, the words escaping your mouth before you even realized they were out. James chuckled softly and his hand disappeared behind your neck and hair, resting in a comforting place there. You, on the other hand, were blushing more and cursing yourself for acting so stupidly in front of him. But your body was betraying you.

"Meet me tonight. I want to spend some time with you".

"James...I...", you started, unsure. Was it really a good idea?

Suddenly, a strong knock on the door, broke the silence and you jumped off surprise, watching the door. It was a crew member telling James he should be in the stadium entry in 2 mins. Luckily, no one was coming in otherwise you'd have been fired immediately.

"Yeah, I'm coming", he replied louder to the guy before he put his attention back on you. "So...what do you say?".

"James, is it really a good idea? I mean...I don't...", you mumbled as many ideas crossed your mind. You didn't know what to say, you were in absolute hurry now that the show was about to start and you didn't even come back to the station with the material needed and...

"I...I have to go, I'm sorry. I have to bring back some material at your station and...", you declared in a hurry, as an excuse, stepping over the door but James stopped you before you could leave, gripping your wrist again to pull you against him this time.

The next thing you felt was his rough but sweet lips on yours, sharing a shy but deep kiss. You closed your eyes and you felt the same butterflies running through your stomach. Your hands naturally found a place on his cheek as you enjoyed this physical touch you admit you had missed.

When you opened your eyes again, he was looking deep at you and this was enough to make you shiver hard. This guy was like a drug. Dangerous but so delicious...

The knock on the door resounded again and louder this time.

It was time now.

"Meet me tonight sweetheart. Please. I really want to spend time with you", he insisted again, speaking close to your lips and you finally agreed, nodding your head.

"I'll be there", you promised and he leaned to kiss you again, deeper this time before he left in a hurry, leaving you alone in the backstage, with a heart exploding of joy and head full of hopes but uncertainties.

#james Hetfield #james hetfield fiction #james hetfield x reader #james hetfield smut #james hetfield imagine #temptation #temptation part 3

[ihavenolife346]

Don’t Forget Me

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.

Link to pt 2: https://www.tumblr.com/

Side note: Don’t cheat on your partners. It’s necessary for a good plot in this😅.

Neither of them meant for it to happen. All she was supposed to be was his guitar tech. He was freshly married. They never meant to fall in love with each other. James never did want to fall in love with her. But there was something about her that drew him to her. From the second he met her, he knew there was just something about her.

Y/N never did think she would fall for her boss. He was almost a year married, he seemed to be happy with Francesca. She thought he was until the night she was taking him back to his hotel room after he had to much to drink. She always has had a thing for him, even before she started working with him. That was the night he told her “I want you. I’ve wanted you for a long time”, that was he night she become the woman he cheated on his wife with, that was the night she became the 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 woman.

That was a year ago. They had been doing this for a year now. James would always find a way to make time for Y/N. With Francesca hardly ever joining them on tour, Y/N spent most of her nights in James’s room. They acted just like a couple when they were alone. He’d hold her, kiss her, tell her how pretty she was, and even told her he loves her.

Y/N had been ok with being the other woman. Their relationship was working and James was going to get a divorce and they could finally be public about it.

“You still haven’t told her Francesca’s pregnant?!” Kirk felt like slapping James. Kirk was the only one who knew that James was also with Y/N.

James sat there in silence for a moment. He knows he needs to tell Y/N. He’s known Francesca’s pregnant for almost 3 weeks. “I know I have to tell her. I’m going to tonight.” James didn’t want to. He didn’t want to tell her cause he knew he would have to end things with her. He wasn’t going to give his child the same childhood he had. James was going to be there.

“Good luck man.” Kirk shook his head slightly. He had no idea how this was gonna go down.

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Just like clockwork, at 7:45 Y/N came softly knocking on James’s door. “Hi!” Y/N chirped once he opened the door, not noticing the look on his face right away.

James couldn’t even look her in the eye. This was the woman he loved, this was the woman he was gonna get a divorce for, but know this was the woman he was ending things with. “H-hi.” James stuttered out, earning the attention of Y/N.

“What’s wrong?” Y/N had no clue what was wrong. The only thing that crossed her mind was that he had finally given Francesca the divorce papers and she just ended up saying things to him that would hurt.

James’s mind almost went completely blank. “Y-you should sit down.” James moved out of the way so that Y/N could come in. As much as he wanted to hug her and kiss her, give her a proper greeting, he knew if he did he would never be able to get the words out of his mouth.

Y/N knew something was really wrong now. “Ok?” Y/N walked into the room, immediately finding the closest seat she could. “What’s wrong? You’re scaring me.” Y/N was genuinely concerned now.

“God I don’t know how to tell you this.” James grumbled, getting on his knees in front of her, resting his hands on her knees.

“Baby, you know you can tell me anything.” Y/N grabbed his face to make him look at her.

James physically felt his heart break at her words and actions. “We can’t keep doing this.” James mumbled, not loud enough for Y/N to hear.

“What was that James?” Y/N questioned, resting her hands on-top of his.

“We can’t keep doing this anymore.” James repeated, feeling his eyes start to water.

Y/N slowly took her hands off of his. “W-what?” Y/N stuttered, hoping she misheard him.

“I’m so sorry baby.” James forced himself to look at the girl.

Y/N completely froze. He was ending things with her? Why was he ending things with her? He promised her he was going to leave Francesca. He told her he loves her. And now here he was telling her they can’t keep doing this. “W-why…?” Y/N stuttered, feeling tears form in her eyes.

“Um…” James tried to figure out how to say this as easy as possible. “So um…do you remember when Francesca showed up at a show a few weeks ago?” James sighed, only getting a nod out of her. “And how you told me to do what I need to make her not suspect us…?” James added on, wanting to punch himself for getting her on the verge of tears. All he got was a soft “yea” out of the girl. “Well…Francesca told me that she’s pregnant.” James watched as Y/N went as pale as a ghost.

At the time Y/N knew she had to be ok with James sleeping with his 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 that night, it never would have worked out if he hadn’t. “S-she’s…” Y/N couldn’t even get the words out.

As much as she hated it, she understood why he was ending things right now. He had told her how he grew up, how he was never gonna let his kids grow up the same way he did. She knew he had to be present in their lives, even if it meant those kids were with someone who wasn’t her. “I’m so sorry baby.” James mumbled. He could tell she was hurt…she was really hurt.

Y/N didn’t know what to say. She understood why he was ending it…as much as she hated it she understood. It was his fucking kid on the line, how could she not understand?

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They sat there in silence for a solid 10 minutes. Y/N was trying her best not to break down, they both were. They both knew this was wrong, but they loved each other. It’s hard to stop yourself from falling in love with someone. James couldn’t read her like he always could. He couldn’t tell what she was thinking, what she was feeling, she just sat there blankly. James was waiting for her to start yelling at him, start saying she hates him, but no. Instead she let out a broken sob.

James felt himself fighting back tears even more now. He hated being the reason that Y/N was crying. Y/N let out more sobs, covering her face in her hands. “Y/N…” James went to reach for her. Y/N immediately collapsed in his arms, she didn’t even care that she practically fell out of her seat. “Shhh, I know baby. I know.” James stroked her hair, he knew he had to keep himself together for her, at least right now.

Y/N sat there and sobbed in his arms for at least 10 minutes. She could feel James shaking under her. “O-one more night?” Y/N stuttered out, trying to pull herself together.

“What was that baby?” James couldn’t quite hear her.

“One more night….please?” Y/N got up the courage to look him in the eyes.

James knew he couldn’t say no, truth is, he needed just one more night with her too. “One more night.” James kissed the top of her heard, feeling her cuddle as close as she possibly could to him.

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That night, they tried to make the best of it. They laughed, talked about the happy times they had together, they spent their last couple hours together happy. When Y/N fluttered her eyes open that morning, everything came crashing down again.

Like she always did, Y/N woke up curled up against James’s chest with his arm around her waist keeping her in place. Y/N didn’t want to move from her place, but she knew if she was still here when he woke up, she wouldn’t be able to keep herself together.

Letting out a small sigh, Y/N gave James the best hug she could before maneuvering her way out of his grasp. Y/N started wondering around to find a pen and paper, if she was leaving without a proper goodbye, she was at least leaving a note.

Within 5 minutes she was folding her note up and setting it on her side of the bed. “I love you.” Y/N mumbled, placing on last kiss on James’s lips, feeling her eyes start to water again as she forced herself to walk away from the man she loved…

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When James opened his eyes, he expected to find Y/N curled up right next to him. But no…she was gone. James shot up in his bed, he didn’t think she would be gone, not without a proper goodbye. She never left his side until he was awake as well, she was always there to greet him with a hug and a kiss in the morning. He didn’t think she would leave yet.

Looking over at her side of the bed, James felt his heart break when he found a folded up piece of paper with his name on it. Reaching over and grabbing it, James took a breath before he slowly opened the paper.

I’m sorry I left without a proper goodbye…I didn’t want my last memory of us to be sad. I want to remember the last time I saw you, or at least the last time for a while to be happy. Seeing you peaceful, not a problem at the moment. By now I would have already told Kirk Im quitting, I’ve had offers and I’ve taken a job to work for Foo Fighters. I can’t stay here knowing the history we have.

The time I had with you had been the greatest year of my life. I never did think that we would be parting ways like this, but I understand. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t. Your child deserves the best life they could get. I knew you could never be fully mine, but I will always be yours. I wish nothing but the best for you and your kid. I hope you don’t forget me, I won’t ever forget you. I love you James Alan Hetfield.

If things end up not working out, or if you just need a friend sometime, call me. I’ll always pick up for you. (***-***-****).

-Yours always and forever

Y/N Y/L/N

As James read over the note, he didn’t both holding back his own tears. He knew he could never just be friends with her. She was the only woman he never had an issue with opening up to. She was the only woman who actually listened to him with whatever it was, and as bad as he felt about it, she was the only woman he truly did love. And now she was gone…

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2002

“Jesus Christ Francesca! Nothing is fucking wrong! I had a rough day is all!!” James finally snapped at the woman who had been preying at him for the past 15 minutes, ever since he walked through the door.

“I know that’s not it James! You haven’t been happy in months!” Francesca shot back at him.

“You know, you’re right! I haven’t been happy in months, I haven’t been happy with you for months!” James snapped. That was a lie. He hasn’t truly been happy with her for years…ever since Y/N left. He loved his kids, they were the only reason he was sticking around with her.

“What do you mean yo-“ Francesca started.

“Mommy? Daddy?” Cali came creeping into the room.

James took a breath at the sight of his daughter. “Hi baby, what’s up?” James walked over to the child, kneeling down to her level.

“Why are you and mommy fighting…?” Cali practically whispered. Her and Castor could hear them from downstairs.

“We aren’t fighting baby.” Francesca intervened.

“Yea baby, we aren’t fighting. We’re just talking loudly.” James nodded along with his wife. “What’s up?” James further asked.

“Me and Castor are hungry.” Cali softly asked with a small smile.

“Well your mom can go down and make you guys something to eat ok?” James got an immediate grin from the girl. He needed Francesca away from him right now. He just needed a breather.

“Yea, come on baby.” Francesca didn’t bother looking at James as she took her daughter’s hand and started back downstairs.

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James groaned as he practically threw himself on his bed, rubbing his hands over his face. He knew this wasn’t working anymore. He knew this hadn’t been working with Francesca for a long time now. They’ve been arguing, sleeping in separate beds for a time James couldn’t even remember. But he hasn’t truly been happy in this marriage for a long time. He loved Francesca, but he knew he only loved her as a friend. As much as he’s been forcing himself to love her as his wife the way he used to, he knew she wasn’t the woman he loved. But he loved his kids, he didn’t want them to think their dad didn’t care about them if he left their mom, but he wasn’t sure how much longer he could take it.

James laid here for a solid 10 minutes before a sentence rang though his ears. “ I love you James Hetfield.” 𝘏𝘦𝘳 voice rang though his ears. The woman he thought about for the past 4 years, the woman he missed, the woman he loved, her voice rang though his ears as if she was right there next to him.

James decided to just say “fuck it”. He’s kept himself from calling her for so many years, he 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 to at least hear her voice right now. Opening his bedside drawer, James pulled out that note she left him 4 years ago. He was amazed that Francesca hadn’t found it yet. He always kept it close to him. He remembered it word for word.

James immediately went down to the last small paragraph. “If things end up not working out, or if you just need a friend sometime, call me. I’ll always pick up for you. (***-***-****).”

James was hoping she still meant what she wrote as he grabbed his phone, flipped it open, and started dialing the number she had written down. He didn’t even know if she still had this number. He didn’t know if she would even pick up.

The phone rang a few times before the other line was picked up. “Hello…?” James knew that voice. It was her voice. He was hoping he hadn’t woken her just based on how tired she sounded.

“Hello?” Y/N asked again after a few moments of silence.

“Hey Y/N.” James could hear how she shot up from what he could assume was her bed.

“J-James?” Y/N sounded shocked yet also happy to hear from him.

James smiled, “hi pretty girl.” James spoke just loud enough for the girl to hear as he laid back on his bed smiling ear to ear.

#james hetfield #metallica #kirk hammett #james hetfield fiction #james hetfield x reader #james hetfield imagine

[masterofmetallica]

Late night gigs~

James Hetfield x reader

So this is the first story. It's been a while since I've made stories and let's say I have a big fantasy. Some fantasies or more like fantasies so pls be nice if you see something not "normal".

Summary: your adopting parents are giving you a hard time of who you are. So to let out some steam you end up meeting the one and only vocalist of Metallica.

I didn’t check on writing mistakes so pls ignore that.

Warning: abusive parents. If you aren't comfortable with that pls skip this one.

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Y/N POV

It's been a very rough week. School had been a pain in my butt and keeping up with everything is just to much. Since I've been adopted 10 years ago (the reader is 20 tho) I've had the most difficult life ever. They don't even like me and treat me like shit.

Why didn't I move out you might think? Well I can't.

My parents died 11 years ago and left me with 200.000 dollars. That money used to be for me. But those awful people have been robbing me like crazy. That money was turned to me once I turned 18.

So yeah story short. I'm a girl that is poor and works too much. It's not fair.

Once I opened the door and walked into the uncomfortable house I almost immediately ran upstairs. Trying to avoid any conversation. Sadly no good luck. "Young lady... not so fast!" My adopting dad said (let's call him Ben in this story)

I closed my eyes signing. I turned around on the stairs and saw him looking up at me. He pointed his fingers to me as a sign to come down the stairs. Because of all the horrible things he did to me in the past. I decided to obey him to avoid those horrible traumas. But no luck. "Why are you home so late?" He whispered shouted in my face. "Jessica needed help with her homework so we studied together for a hour and..." before I could finish he slapped me right in the face. I felt tears going down my cheeks. Please let this be over soon. I thought. "Stop with the f*cking lies! If you don't come home by 4 every day I will lock you in the basement without water and food you understand? The only reason we took you in was because of the money. You don't deserve that shit! Now go to your room!" He said very brutally.

Without saying a thing I ran upstairs. Tears running down my cheeks like crazy. I couldn't handle this anymore. How did he know I was lying? I mean I did talk with Jessica but not for that long. She invited me to go have some fun at the pub and see this new band Metallica play. I needed some fun so I agreed. Already knowing it was a bad idea, but the chance of having fun with her and forgetting about my horrible life was just enough for me to actually go. I needed to have fun!

So I started to get ready. I didn't do much with my hair since I already styled it for the day and it still looked good. ( since it's the 80s I decided to give you a 80s curly shag) I did my make up and put on some new clothes for the night. A bit more extra then usual. The outfit contains some leather pants, my favorite iron maiden band shirt and my battle jacket. Let's say I'm a big metal fan. So seeing this new metal band got me really excited!

I made sure to put my boots on when I was actually ready to leave since I didn't want Ben to know I was sneaking out.

I made up the bed pretending it was me that laid under the blankets. Slowly opened my window and grabbed my small purse together with my shoes. I climbed out of the window and run to the car Jessica was in. It was already getting dark so no one saw you sneaking out.

I knocked on the window of the car and the door opened. "Hi! Thanks for picking me up!" I said giving her a big hug. She's my best friend for 5 years now and helped me through some bad moments in my life. "Hi Y/N! You look gorgeous!" She smiled and hugged me back. "Thank you! You're looking snazzy as always."

We drove to the pub and parked the car. Jessica lived a bit farther away from me so she decided she wasn't going to drink so she could use the car and drive us there safely. (Don't drink while driving pls!)

"Wow it's busy." Jessica said. I noticed the big line of people trying to get in the pub. "That band must be more populair then I thought. No one every comes here" I said looking at the line. Good thing my classmate and good friend of mine worked here. He could let us in without waiting. "Let's go Kay told me we can come in throughout the back door." I said grabbing her hand and leading us through the big crowd of people waiting in line.

Once we both got inside the smell of sweat and cigarettes hit my nose. The typical smell of clubbing. It was already really busy inside. Glad we got in. I thought. Me and Jessica made our way over to the bar Kay was working on. "Hi Kay!" I said smiling at waving at him. "Hey Y/N and Jessica!" He smiled back. "Didn't know it would be so busy here." I said. "Yeah kinda surprising but apparently Metallica made it really big overnight. So everyone is willing to see them. By the way. What drinks for the ladies?" He smirked at us playfully. Me and Jessica both rolled our eyes. "Ow what a charmer." Jessica said dramatically taking her drink smiling at Kay.

I bursted into a laugh and the fun night began. We were dancing to the music that was playing and already had a really fun night.

Then four boys walked up the small stage. They had no idea they made it big overnight so the small stage in front of a big crowd was kinda weird to them. First a boy with big black curls and a guitar came on the small stage, followed by two boys with brown long hair and a handsome man with blonde hair. Jessica saw how I stared at the gorgeous man. I felt her pushing my shoulder and I looked in her direction. "Oehh someone's in loveeee." She said playing with my hair. "WHAT NO." I yelled laughing at her goofy move. Well she wasn't wrong. The moment they started playing I felt myself constantly looking at the blonde man shredding his guitar and singing like a god. He was amazing.

While me and Jessica started to headband to their songs the bassist winked at Jessica. She was stunned to speak and I saw her blushing even thought the lights made it kinda dark for some people to see. "Oeh who's in love now." I playfully wiggled my eyebrows at her. "Ow shut up." She laughed feeling embarrassed since the bassist was still looking at her. I couldn't help but laughing like crazy. I felt myself looking at the blonde guy again and saw he was looking at me with a smile on his face. The way you just stood there frozen made Jessica laugh so hard she almost fell down. This is gonna be a crazy night.

After a hour the band stopped playing and joined the big crowd. All four of them got to the bar and ordered some drink. You didn't realize how close they were actually standing next to you. The bassist already made his way up to Jessica. "Hi! I'm Cliff. Saw you enjoyed the show!" He said to her. They started their conversation and you let them. She deserves to be with him. I stood there all alone until I felt someone tapping on my shoulder. I turned to look who it was and stood eye in eye with the gorgeous man himself. "Hi Uhm. I saw you in the crowd and Uhm yeah saw you had a great time." He said nervously. I thought it was adorable. "Hi! Yes I really enjoyed it! I'm a big metal fan so this was incredible to me! I'm Y/N" I said pointing my hand out for him to shake. He took it smiling at me. "I'm James, James Hetfield."

We stared in each other eyes for what felt like hours. "Uhm you want a drink?" He asked pointing at the bar. I just finished my drink so a new one sounded nice. "Yes. Just a beer please." I said smiling and grabbed my purse to get the money for him to pay. "Wow wow no. I'm paying." He gave me a wink and went up the bar. Before I could argue he already handed me my beer he just ordered. "Thank you." I gladly accepted it and we both started drinking and dancing to the music. But after a while I started to get tired and really hot from the big crowd of people. "You wanna go outside with me? Getting a bit hot in here." I yelled over the loud music. James nodded and grabbed my hand. God his hands are big in front of my smaller hands and his cold rings against my skin makes me shiver. He let us outside and we both sat down on a table outside the pub.

"So... are you gonna your soon? Saw you guys made it big overnight." I said looking at him. While he lit up a cigarette he looked at me. "Yes it's kinda crazy how that happened. We had no idea it was possible for us. But yeah we are planning on touring all over the US this month. Actually starting this tour next Monday." He said. I saw he was excited about it. A new world opened for him. And he truly deserves it. "I bet people are gonna love your band! You guys were amazing up there." I moved a bit closer to him.

From getting super hot in the club the night breeze made you cold in a couple of minutes. He swing a arm around my shoulder to get me closer to him. His presence is so cozy and lovely. You could sit like this forever. "You should come with us on tour. Is gonna be fun and that friend of yours can join too. I think Cliff already invited her. Saw he really felt head over heels for her already." The fact that he wanted to be around you more often made your heart flutter and your stomach felt like it could explode of the amount of butterflies you felt inside of it.

But then you realized something. You can't leave. And you were even too scared to do so. Ben has threatened you a lot before that if you ever left before getting all the money. He was going to kill.

James saw how you got so uncomfortable with his question. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He said rubbing my back. "No it's fine. Don't worry. The thing is. I would love to come with you and I'm glad you asked... but I can't leave. It's complicated." I said feeling really sad. This was a real opportunity to finally go away from my horrible life. "Why can't you leave?" He really wanted to know why. James couldn't help but fall for her almost immediately and wanted to protect her at all cost. Even be with her forever.

I looked at James and saw he was already looking at me. His blue eyes are gorgeous. I signed. "I got adopted 10 years ago by this awful man and he has threatened me a lot and told me that if I left him if he didn't had all the money. He would kill me. I know your life is totally different from mine. You get to do whatever you want and even go anywhere you want. I would love to do that too... but it's not my life you know." I said.

"Then come with me. I can free you from him." He said cupping my face in his hands. He looked at me slowly rubbing my cheek to comfort me. "Trust me you won't regret it." "Okay I will join you."

James smiled from ear to ear and kissed me on the cheek.

James took you to the hotel him and the others were staying and made sure you never returned to that live again. Promising he would make it worth your decision. And Monday you went with him to go on tour with Jessica. This is gonna be awesome

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So this is the end of the first story. Pls let me know what you think!

Again leave request if you want :)

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[anna-n-hetfield]

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Request: can you do a james hetfield x actress reader where she is super famous and just got done doing a movie so now she is promoting it and she is on a talk show or something and they meet while doing the interview because they are doing the interview at the same time and all of the metallica boys are in awe because they are all a fan of hers but james gets flustered and all shy and reader gets shy and blushy too because she is also a fan of them and her and james just click and all flirty

Author’s Note: Sorry for taking so long. Writer’s block is a real thing, and then just being busy with school. I promise not excuses just explaining. Also, I just made up a handful of movies, not really sure if there was any true movie. Any resemblance to a real movie is coincidence and not purposeful.

Y/N had just finished her recent movie, and honestly she was thankful. It had taken months to do, but in her opinion it was her best work yet. Now, her managers were having her go on talk shows to promote the new movie. It was something that she had always hated. She was afraid that she would reveal too much or not enough.

There was also that other fear of them just making fun of her while she was there. There had been a few jokes about how she got such important roles so quick, ignoring the fact that she just knew what movies she would be good in and what she wouldn’t. And that her agent knew to not bother with the ones that wouldn’t put her in something worthwhile.

It also didn’t help that one of her favorite bands was also being interviewed on this set at the same time. She had been listening to Metallica since their first album which she had just heard by chance at some party. The song Seek & Destroy just took over and sucked her in.

“You’re on, Y/N,” one of the crew members said, motioning for her to follow after him.

She put on a smile and walked towards the curtain. She watched for the countdown and stepped out onto the stage. The audience was cheering as she walked over to the chairs. She let out a little gasp, seeing that the band was out already. Y/N didn’t know that she would be doing the interview with them as well.

All of the boys looked at her in awe, but her eyes landed on James who seemed to be blushing just a bit. She glanced down at her feet, suddenly shy. She had seen the videos of him and the posters, and yes, Y/N did find him attractive. But they hadn’t prepared her for what he looked like in person and what he looked like when he was blushing almost like a nervous teen.

She moved her feet just a little faster, knowing that she was slowing the flow of the show. Her nervousness and in a long gown was not a good combination. Her foot caught on the fabric and sent her flying forward.

Y/N let out a loud gasp and shot her arms out to break her fall when she felt an arm wrap around her and got her back to her feet. She looked over and saw James had caught her.

“Oh, uh, thank you,” she said, feeling her cheeks heat up.

James pulled his arm back to his side and smiled nervously. Almost like he didn’t know what to say. His cheeks reddened even more.

“Looks like we have some falling stars on set tonight,” the host Johnny said, motioning to the set on the other side of him.

Y/N went over and sat down. She looked at Kirk, Lars, and Jason who were all staring at her in amazement. Her almost face landing didn’t seem to phase them any. Then her eyes went back to James who was still blushing and still looking like he didn’t know what to say.

“So, Y/N, how’s that movie coming along?” the host asked, bringing the attention to her.

“Just finished up on filming the last scenes, and I have been told that it will be released in the next few months,” she replied, remembering what her manager said about the movie. Everything had to be hush, hush.

“These boys told me that they were fans of your work,” Johnny said, looking over at the members of Metallica. “And I just had to bring you out to introduce you to them.”

Y/N was surprised to say the least. She hadn’t expected any one of them to enjoy her work. They were mostly rom-coms, and she knew it was mostly for women, but she wasn’t going to judge.

“It’s an honor to know that they like my movies since I am a fan of their music,” she admitted nervously.

“You do?” Lars asked, loudly.

“I knew she was cool like that,” Kirk added on before Y/N could say anything.

She let out a nervous laugh, surprised by their excitement at her admission. She glanced over at James who was smiling so big.

“Have you ever been to one of our concerts?” James asked. There was a since of hope in his voice.

Y/N could feel Johnny’s eyes switching off between all of them so intrigued by the whole conversation, seeming to not want to step in.

She shook her head. “No, I haven’t. Honestly, never been to one,” she said, looking down at her hands.

“Miss Y/N has never been to a concert,” Johnny said loudly, looking out to the crowd in front of the stage. It was clear that he was trying to get a rise out of them.

“We’re playing tomorrow. Why don’t you come out? I’ll give you the whole behind the scenes tour,” James said, winking at her.

She blushed, not expecting that wink. But she found herself nodding, not wanting to turn this chance down. Honestly, she was wanting to see them live because all of her friends had said how amazing they sounded live.

“I’ll make sure you have fun,” James said as he blushed deeply. His words made her think that he didn’t think that she would say yes.

“I’m sure the crowd is jealous,” Johnny said, dragging the attention back to him. “But rest assured that we are going to announce that someone in the crowd is going to win two tickets to the concert at the end of the show.”

The audience cheered loudly. A few even whistled. This was something that Y/N didn’t quite enjoy during these talk shows. It was one thing for her to be on set doing a show, but she didn’t have people cheering and inspecting her every reaction.

“So, boys, what is your favorite movie of hers?” Johnny asked looking over at them.

“Uh, I think mine was The New Day,” Lars said.

“That was the first one I watched of hers, but I liked the one she did after that,” Kirk said. “Rest Of Our Lives.”

Jason smiled and said, “That was a favorite of mine as well.”

Y/N was surprised that those two movies were their favorites. She had felt that they weren’t her best, but yet it was some of the people’s favorites.

“What about you, James?” Johnny asked.

“Uh, honestly, I love them all. I always think the newest one is my favorite until the next comes out,” he said.

The rest of the boys laughed. “If he knows that she is in the movie, he will watch it,” Lars teased.

“James is the reason why we ever heard of her,” Kirk added.

Y/N blushed just as James did. It warmed her heart that he liked her movies. And the way the rest of the band made it seem like he had a crush on her was adorable because honestly she had a crush on him herself.

“Oh, I hate to say it, but it’s time for a break. When we come back, we will draw the name for who wins the tickets to Metallica’s concert tomorrow night,” Johnny said. “I would like to thank Y/N for coming, and remember to go see her new movie.”

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[bubbledtee]

All I can think of rn is taking James to the family cookout sjdmdm he’d be so cute and friendly. Feel like early 80s James would have his mouth full of BBQ the whole time and would be so cute BUT BUT BUT current James on the other hand would bring a bunch a BBQ.

This thought has been on my mind FOR 5 HOURS.

OH MY GOD I LOVE YOUR BRAIN.

80s james at your family’s 4th of july cookout would be so adorable. i feel like he’d definitely have you sitting in his lap while he’s sitting in one of the adirondack chairs, and you’ll just be having two separate conversations while still being close to each other usheurgehd i’m so ill

he’d also definitely end up making best friends with your (young) niece(s) and/or nephew(s), and he’s doing everything to make them laugh. whether it be telling them stupid jokes, or ending up running around and playing them. and of course it’s making your heart (and your uterus) swell at how sweet he’s being UGH

and then going to a family cookout with current james would be so cute, he’d have you sitting in his lap too (he just loves casual dominance so much no matter the era) and he’s just having those barbecue dad kind of conversations with whoever’s cooking 😭😭 he’s so sweet i’m done with this man i hate him (i can’t go 10 minutes without thinking about him)

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