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pockcock · 1 year

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So, since @satans-helper blessed me with a new fic today, I decided to post this moldboard of my upcoming series (I'm still plotting tho so I don't know when it'll come out!). I also really enjoyed your faerie!jason fic, I'll go back to read and comment once I'm free from my midterms!

Also, go check satans-helper! They have some really insanely cool fics!

#sun.txt #jason newsted #jason newsted fic #metallica fic #metallica #there's cliff #dave #robert #damn I'm excited for this one #a bit nervous too hehe #first time writing metallica dayum #they're hard to write ngl

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aimbuddylist · 12 days

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reference for Prime Time

chapter 2 is up on ao3

#not linking here #my username is in my bio #james hetfield #jason newsted #metallica #fic ref #prime time

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dowsinsanity · 6 months

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Just think about how cliff could be as a boyfriend like, you two chilling on the sofa watching whatever in on te TV while you’re passing a joint and he just starts grinding himself on your ass as he bites your neck while telling you to keep watching TV…

or maybe you are cooking and he comes from behind just to grab your tits and pinch your nipples and telling you that what you’re doing smells so good but he prefers eating something else…(if yk yk)

Agggg i need him ;((((

Let me take that robe off you😼

#80s #cliff burton #fem reader #metallica #smut #dave mustaine #james hetfield #kirk hammett #cliff #90s #grunge #megadeth #jason newsted #robert trujillo #bass #fic

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kirk-says-wah · 1 month

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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬

(These aren’t necessarily new fics, just ones that I’ve enjoyed this month)

I’ve decided to do a fic rec list for every month because I just really like celebrating people’s works okay

Hook In Mouth by @ju1ian

- this is such a cute, funny fic with some hot mermaid sex sprinkled in

Those Shoes by backseatrhythm

- some steamy sex with prose to make my heart melt

Quarter After One by @ride-the-hammett

- this long chaptered fic is so worth the read. It’s so lovely to see Kirk and Lars’s character development over time

Jump In The Fire by @thenaughtynun

- this author is honestly the best at writing smut. I just love the way they write James and Lars. I’m patiently waiting for the next chapter

Loverman by @ju1ian

- this fic is just so good. There’s so much to talk about. Demon James is just so cute I want to bundle him up and kiss his head

First Time by @thecr0wthatjamz

- poly!Met!!!! I love when people write poly!Met and this author did not disappoint!

Up In The Mountains by @queen-nothing98

- cute little fic with a bit of angst thrown in there. Kirk is just so cute in this

Waiting For You by cowgvrly

- I always love every fic this author puts out, and this one is just so cute. There’s a lot to unpack and is full of mystery

Born To Endless Nights by backseatrhythm

- this was a summer camp au I didn’t know I needed! There’s so much going on I can’t wait for the next chapter

Illusions by ConcreteDaffodil

- this was a sad one but the emotions are just so spot on and the writing style is fantastic

Babysitter by Mwgadeth

- Kirk and James are so mysterious in this, and Lars has to watch out so he doesn’t get caught in the middle. It’s such an interesting fic I can’t wait for more

Right Hand On My Heart by @davecumstaine

- honestly one of the best chaptered fics I’ve ever read. Theres a good mix of thriller, angst and smut I love it to pieces

Sissy - @thenaughtynun

- I actually dreamt about this fic I think about it so much hahah. Lots of steamy sex between two sexy boys. Perfection *chefs kiss*

Dust To Dust by @aimbuddylist

- still screaming crying throwing up over the end of this fic it’s just such a masterpiece i love every single minute of it and I’ll definitely be re-reading

First It Giveth by sexuallyvague

- power struggle ugh i love it i need more subby James in my life. This whole fic is just executed so amazingly

they're always alone (even with someone they love) by whippingboy

- the perfect cowboy au that just pulls on your heartstrings in all the right ways. I’m never gonna recover from the ending. *cries*

Have It Your Way - @davecumstaine

- an old fic but such a good one. I’m always re-reading this it’s just full of smutty goodness and I love Kirk/Jason fics

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kirkycurls · 10 months

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You Jump, I Jump, Jack

When a gorgeous metalhead and his band move into town, your dreary summer pouring coffees is turned on its head—for the better.

*Set in some nondescript American town *Story Kirk is 88/89!Kirk (26/27) and MC is 24 *Not necessarily historically accurate band-wise and I'm not American so bear with me *5 chapters *Fairly sfw but theme of alcoholism *Happy ending!

Chapter One

CWs for this chapter: None.

It had been raining for weeks in your small town: industrial bins floating down the street; kids walking to school with silt up to their knees—the kind of June weather nobody saw coming but now nobody could stop talking about.

You didn’t mind it so much. Tucked away behind the counter of Yvette’s pouring coffees all day for mostly middle-aged men reading newspapers, you could stay dry and keep tabs on what was going on outside through the little chocolate box window out front. Spending your weekdays here since graduating college wasn’t what you’d expected, but since your parents had moved even further upstate you’d wanted to feel more financially secure, single as you were.

It was past 11 on Tuesday morning and the rain had slowed to a drizzle. The cafe was empty save for an older couple playing Yvette’s ancient game of mini chess by the radiator and her son Steve wiping down the table by the door.

“Ste”, you managed, half-focused on the van that had just pulled up at the old Sunday school across the street. “Ste”, you tried again, louder this time.

“What?”, he asked, turning around. “I’m mid-wipe here, sweet. You can’t disrupt the magic man mid-wipe.”

You laughed, “Spray’s topped up”.

Gesturing at the bottle of cleaner you’d just refilled, you rolled your eyes with a smile as he approached the counter with a look of mock offence.

Still smiling to yourself, your eyes wandered past him to the dark-haired guy that had just jumped out of the van, his face screwed up in disgust as he looked down at the muddy water lapping round his ankles. Another guy appeared behind him and practically fell out of the vehicle laughing, only to get his jeans soaked to the knee as he tripped on a hidden drainage cover.

Boys, you thought.

The dark-haired guy said something to his amused friend and looked around, taking in the street and the flood, eyes roaming disinterestedly until they landed on the coffee shop with the faded name of the owner above the door, and, through the small front window… you.

You swallowed. Feeling a presence to your right, you blinked and turned to see Steve watching you with an indiscernible look on his face.

“Earth to the dreamer”, he mocked, switching to his usual grinning state, pumping his eyebrows like a five-year-old with a secret. “Fancy a heavy metal concert?”

“What?”, you huffed with a laugh.

“Those guys are setting up shop in there”, he said, pointing towards the steady stream of instruments and various studio pieces a taller third guy was now hauling out the back of the van. “Metallica. Heard of ‘em?”

You shook your head.

“Seems they’ve been getting more shows recently so they wanna set up a permanent residence somewhere local—a sort of HQ.”

That broke you out of your reverie.

“Um, and you know this how?”, you scoffed. Steve wasn’t exactly the type to be up to date with the town gossip. He could usually be found on his girlfriend’s couch with his hand down his pants and a baseball game on the TV when he wasn’t on shift. He wasn’t stupid and he definitely wasn’t a bad guy, but by your standards, he was beyond help.

✵

Before he could answer, a sudden gust of warm air blew into the cafe, the bell above the door protesting loudly. The napkins you’d tidied an hour before were whipped into a flurry.

With a sigh, you knelt down to retrieve the stray few floating to the ground at your feet, hearing the approach of heavy, squelching boots.

“Sorry…didn’t mean to ruin your good work”, a boyish male voice chuckled from above you. Returning to your feet, brow furrowed in mild exasperation, you locked eyes with the culprit.

Grinning at you with a set of perfectly imperfect teeth, shining chocolate-brown eyes, and a mane of dark, glossy curls, the first guy from the van stood leaning against the counter, one hand outstretched with the offer of returning the collected napkins to their tray.

Damn. White noise fizzed inside your head as you unsuccessfully attempted a reply. He’s cute.

Steve sniggered behind you.

“This is Kirk”, he laughed.

You turned, a look of mild confusion on your face.

“Hammett”, the guy from the van added, dropping his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Kirk’s in Metallica”, Steve continued, still amused by your temporary muteness.

“Lead guitar, right?”

Kirk smiled and nodded.

“He was in here last week with his friend James.”

“Oh right, hi…”, you managed, suddenly self-conscious.

You turned to the counter, smoothing the fallen napkins back into formation. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Kirk’s gaze lingering on your face.

“Yeah, it’s me, James, Jason, and Lars”, he said, attention back on Steve.

You breathed an internal sigh of relief for being momentarily unobserved.

Another few seconds of awkward napkin twiddling elapsed until you realised you hadn’t said anything and both Kirk and Steve were expecting you to speak…

Accepting that the obsessively flat paper couldn’t get any flatter, you took a breath; fixing your best customer service smile before diving into a string of questions…

First for Steve: What day did they visit the cafe last week? Did you make them lunch? Did you tell him about me?

And then Kirk: What’s the situation with redecorating the Sunday-school-turned-heavy-metal-headquarters? Don’t you think it’s funny that it’ll go from a religious building to a house of vice? Why are you so gorgeous…?

In the process, you learned that Kirk and James (the tall, muscular one you’d seen unloading gear) had headed over for a takeout order last Friday whilst finalising the rent on the new place. It was particularly busy that day—Fridays always were—and you didn’t remember seeing them. Kirk explained how the daughter of the now deceased man who’d owned the school was practically begging them to take it off her hands, so the band had bought it for next to nothing. Kirk and James had taken most of the old furnishings to the dump already; all that really needed taking care of now was repainting the place and positioning their stuff.

While the three of you talked, a large party of customers entered the cafe; each now in various states of shaking out umbrellas and settling down to browse the lunchtime menu. You knew the conversation would have to end soon, as the 12 o’clock rush could get pretty hairy.

Before you had a chance to pipe up, Steve chimed in.

“Oh we can help out with a few licks of paint easy”, he said to no-one in particular, straightening up and taking in the still increasing crowd. You could hear the son-of-the-manager gears clicking in his head, greasing up in preparation to make a few extra tips.

His hand landed on your shoulder.

“Why don’t you take tomorrow off and help the guys. Mom’s gonna be around anyway; I’m sure she’ll understand and we both know you’re artistic”, he winked, referencing the time he’d caught you making sickeningly girly latte art when you were supposed to be servicing the coffee machine.

Your eyes flew to Kirk who was looking more than pleased with the idea.

“Would you?”

You hesitated, then nodded; a little bewildered and not sure how you felt about being roped in on your own.

“That’d be awesome, thanks.” He leant over and gave a light bump to your arm.

You tried to suppress a smile. Butterflies.

“Great”, Steve grinned.

“I’ll let you both figure out the details. But right now could you deal with that delivery out back? I forgot to sort it earlier.” You rolled your eyes.

“Hey, relax. I’ll deal with this crowd so just take your time. Nice to see you again, Kirk.”

A nod from Kirk. “Yeah you too, man.”

Left alone, Kirk turned to you; a cheeky smile dancing on his lips as he rapped the counter and said, “So…”.

You let out a light laugh. “What?”

“Need any help?”

“Oh, no…you don’t have to to do that”, you replied, making your way behind the counter to grab some supplies but secretly hoping he’d push the point.

“Ah it’s no bother, trust me”, Kirk continued, following you halfway. "There’ll be nothing going on over there today except Lars arguing with James about the feng shui and me and Jase trying to mediate.”

You laughed, feeling some of the tension melting from your body.

He was nice.

“Nah, I’m just kidding; I don’t think either of them know what feng shui is.”

That earned a belly laugh from you.

You knelt down to the cupboard under the sink to locate a pen, calculator and packing knife; letting your hair cover your face to hide your shyness after letting out such an indiscrete sound.

“So can I?” Kirk asked. “Help?”

Finding what you needed, you straightened, finding Kirk firmly planted a few feet in-front of you with no sign of backing down.

“Uh yeah, sure…why not. I’ll make us some coffee”, you smiled. “It’s just through that door and right ahead—you’ll find it”, you said, watching as he wandered off in the direction you’d given.

“Awesome”, he fired back, “can’t wait”.

You watched him leave, hands reaching up playfully to hit the door frame as he went.

You smiled to yourself. This was definitely not how you’d imagined your day playing out: meeting a cute metalhead, making plans to help paint his band’s new headquarters and now pouring black coffee into takeout cups so the pair of you could sort a delivery together? No, this was not what you were picturing for this so-far dismal summer.

Securing the lids to the drinks, you pocketed the stock supplies in your apron and headed out back, coffee for two in hand.

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Parting Yvette’s handmade beaded curtain with your right shoulder, the wind chime over your head sang as you emerged from the back porch, crossing the few steps to the centre of the stock area and setting the cups on one of the two piles of delivery boxes filling the compact space. The stock area wasn’t much; in fact it was literally just Yvette’s garden, as she lived upstairs—a quaint, currently gazebo-roofed yard with stone-walled raised flower beds set around the perimeter.

Kirk was inspecting some gnarly looking plants in the far corner when you arrived, turning as you placed the coffee down to make a joke about The Day of the Triffids. It was true Yvette hadn’t given as much care to the flora and fauna out here as she had to the cafe, which was her pride and joy. She’d been out of town a lot recently on various craft retreats and managerial workshops, so the place needed a little TLC.

Kirk picked up the coffee nearest him, cheersing it with the air in thanks before taking a sip and carefully placing it back.

“So what’s first?” He rubbed his hands together enthusiastically.

You removed the packing knife from your apron and set it next to your own cup, then walked over to the other pile of boxes, hands on your hips as you considered the best way to start.

“I need to check the stock matches what’s listed on the invoices, so if you could maybe help stack them according to the package number that’d really help.”

“As you wish”, Kirk answered, shucking off his jacket and discarding it on the wall.

Five minutes or so passed as you stood back near the doorway watching Kirk shift the boxes. He was chatting away about his bandmates, giving you a colourful mental image of their individual personalities: James, the lead singer and a pretty wild partier; Lars, the Danish drummer, always with a cocky word to try and trip you up; and Jason, badass bassist who was all about working hard for the fans.

You agreed to meet up outside their new place around nine the next morning, aware that you’d only been given one day off work thus far and impatient to see Kirk in his natural habitat.

As you listened, offering him various strategic “mmm”s and “oh right”s, your eyes wandered not so innocently along his sweat-dampened neck and the straining muscles in his arms, down to the way his strong hands gripped the underside of the boxes… You noted how gently he set them down, heavy as they were.

“What do you think then?”

“Huh?” You snapped to as you realised Kirk had asked you a question, a slightly self-conscious look in his eye as if nervous for your response.

You mentally traced back to what he’d been talking about while you were…gawping…and recalled him inviting you to pizza and beer that evening to meet the guys before everyone got to work tomorrow.

“Oh, yeah.” You exhaled a laugh. “Yeah of course, I’d love to.”

He looked relieved, and a bit excited, you thought.

“Ah great, I knew you’d be up for it”, he replied, back to his usual self. “I can show you around and you can finally tell me some more about you”, he joked, flicking some of the debris from the boxes at you.

You both laughed, acknowledging that you hadn’t exactly been a chatty Cathy since he’d arrived.

It was at that point you decided you actually liked this guy. He was relaxing to be around; interesting, kind, very attractive; and there was something in his eyes that made you feel a sense of kinship. He didn’t step on your toes but he didn’t shy away from trying to get closer either.

Kirk took a step back to admire his handiwork. Very neat.

“That’ll do thanks, I can take it from here”, you smiled, peeling yourself away from the wall.

“You sure?” He answered.

“Yeah, honestly. This next bit’s pretty boring”, you chuckled. “Go and sit down—you’ve earned it.”

He looked relieved as he made his way back to his original spot, flinging himself down on his back on the wall with one hand gently pulling at a spray of pink carnations and the other hanging freely.

You turned back to the boxes with a smile, taking the calculator and pen from your apron pocket to start checking the invoices.

A minute or so of pleasant quiet fell as the conversation petered off. You busied yourself with the calculator, almost forgetting Kirk’s presence as you got into the details of the invoices taped to the side of each package.

Then, “I saw you last week you know.”

You froze momentarily, pen between your teeth, glad you had your back to him so he wouldn’t see the slight blush tinging your cheekbones. It made you uncomfortable to know someone had perceived you without your noticing—especially him, with his big brown eyes and gorgeous curly hair you’d imagined running your fingers through more than a few times since your initial conversation inside.

“Is that okay?”, he interrupted the silence.

You turned around, pen dropping into your hand.

“Of course, why wouldn’t it be?”

He didn’t respond. He’d changed positions since before; now leaning forwards with his elbows on his knees and fingers steepled, observing you with the ghost of a smile and the kindest eyes. You felt your heart swell and then catch as you became aware of the seconds ticking by.

God, this guy, you thought.

No-one had had this kind of effect on you since…well, ever. No past boyfriend had looked at you like he was looking right now.

Move, then. Don’t just stand here like an idiot.

You stretched forward to grab the packing knife from the first pile of boxes, desperate to break the awkwardness that had descended out of nowhere, but as soon as you reached for the handle, the safety clicked, shooting the blade into the still-full takeout cups and landing warm coffee all over Kirk’s thighs. “Shxt!”, you cried, hands flying to your mouth. “I’m so sorry.”

Kirk jumped up, visibly stunned but recovering quickly. Meanwhile, you were garbling out a string of profuse “Sorry”s and standing fixed to the spot, completely unable to move.

“Hey, hey…it’s fine, relax”, Kirk assured you. You pulled your hands from your eyes to see him laughing, clearly unbothered.

“I’ve got dirt up to my knees from the damn flood out front; these jeans obviously weren’t meant for me.”

Your panic eased as you realised he wasn’t mad. You laughed awkwardly, tucking your arms around yourself in an attempt to calm down. Without a word, Kirk jogged past you through the beaded curtain.

Crap, is that really how that’s gonna end?

You needn’t have worried. A few seconds later he returned with a wad of napkins and bent down to mop up the spillage.

“If you knew how many times I’ve had to clean up puke from the floor in my house after a night with the guys, you wouldn’t be so worried”, he winked.

You exhaled with a smile, hitching your skirt up a little to kneel down and help him.

If you hadn’t both been busy sharing sweet glances and bumping arms as you cleaned up your first drinks together, you would have noticed that the rain had stopped completely and the sun come out from behind the clouds for the first time in weeks.

.✵.

#kirk hammett #metallica #kirk hammett x reader #kirk hammett fanfiction #kirk hammett fluff #lars ulrich #james hetfield #jason newsted #kirk hammett x oc #eagerly awaiting your thoughts #pls send thoughts lol #can you guess who the friend is who nearly falls out of the van lol #it's lars #ofc it's lars #also if anything sounds familiar it's bc I've got other ppl's fics floating round my head so I apologise if I've inadvertently re-used #any names and whatnot

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groupiewhoreee · 1 year

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shit i accidentally didnt put that on anon, lets try again: how about cliff smut where they're having sex with each other for the first time?

don't wrry, lmfao. hi, thnx for u req! i've been waiting for someone liek you to request something for cliff! i'd love that, i can definitely write it!

sorry for taking so long to respond to ur req, i got stuck doing smth.

"I love you."

Warnings: Smut! Fluffy things, nuff said. (Minors DNI! 18+ folks only. I can't like hold you hostage and force you to click off, but it's highly recommended you leave! Thnx.)

Summary/Plot: In request by an lovely anon.

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Cliff's tobacco, and alcohol smelling breath against your neck sent chills down your spine. His hands clasped your hips. His wet lips moved to yours. His lips faintly touched yours in an instant. The kiss deemed of passion, and pure ecstasy. His saliva covered lips moved to ur jaw. He placed soft kisses alongside ur jaw, then down to the crook of your neck. Low, soft quiet moans could be heard from you. Before he would continue further, he looked at you with his light colored green eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this with me?" Cliff asked you in assurance. You and him had never had sex before with each other. It was always just kisses and cuddles. You two never got—further.

"Yes, I do." You nodded your head in a 'Yes'. "Okay," Cliff would unbutton your button down shirt. "Your so pretty," Cliff told you, looking at you with love filled eyes. He kissed you again on the lips. Ecstasy filled the room. Cliff placed wet kisses down ur stomach, to the belt of ur pants. He went up to ur bra. He unclasped it. He took the bra and put it on the floor. Burton left love marks across your exposed skin of your breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth. He teased the other with his finger. You softly moaned, pleasure ran throughout ur veins. He moved down to ur pants. He undid ur belt, tossing it to the floor. Ur loose pants slipped off. Ur juices dripped in between ur thighs.

Cliff slowly pulled ur soaked panties down. He placed it in the pile of clothes. "And your sure ur okay with this?" He asked again, "Yes, Cliff. I'm sure." You smiled sweetly. He nodded once more. He got in between ur legs, holding onto ur thighs. He licked in stripes against ur aching clit. He used his skilled tongue to tease you. You ran ur fingers thru his hair. Whimpers pursued thru ur lips. He started sucking on ur heat, your juices flowing on his tongue. Cum dripped onto his tongue as well. You panted heavily. He moved from ur heat, licking his lips tasting you. He pulled his pants down himself, his boxers fell with. He grabbed ur legs, wrapping them around his waist. He cracked a soft smile. You couldn't help but giggle. He slowly pushed into you. He got adjusted, and so did you. He stretched you out, it slightly hurt, but the pleasure coursed ur mind in an instant.

Your cum leaked from you. An genuine moan of pleasure escaped ur lips. He pulled out of you, cum droplets dripped on ur stomach. Cliff let go of ur legs. "How'd it feel? Y'know.. doing it with me?" He asked. "It felt great—" you murmured, breathing heavily. "Maybe we should do this often?" You suggested. "Yeah, of course." Cliff laughed. He helped you clean up. Once he was in his pajamas and so were you, he cuddled with you, laying his head on ur shoulder.

"Night sweetheart, love you." Cliff told you.

"Night Cliff, and I love you too." You responded.

Cliff left you a soft kiss on the cheek before drifting off into his dreams. And so did you.

#request #anon <3 #metallica #metallica smut #cliff burton #cliff burton smut #kirk hammett #james hetfield #lars ulrich #jason newsted #robert trujillo #smut #smut fic #smutty

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nickybloodhead · 6 months

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as someone who talks Spanish, I need your wattpad right now!!

Uh well, you can find me with the same username NickyBloodHead... Although I warn you that all my stories are about gay ships 🤭

#especially JasonxJames fics #because I love that ship so much #there's a klars too #and some cringe stuff 🤦‍♀️😅#but anyways #james hetfield #jason newsted #kirk hammett #lars ulrich #cliff burton #robert trujillo #metallica

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swiftgreatest · 8 months

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ᰋ̱ ۪ ࣪ ﹙☆﹚ ࣪ ִ swiftgreatest 𝆬 ‹3

masterlist ✧⁠*⁠。

who i write for ｡⁠*⁠♡

about me ﾉ⁠✧.

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killerqueenhetfield · 1 year

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I literally have a kirk hammett fanfic that I have barely touchedsince January but I'm too scared to post on Tumblr but I also don't want to direct my mutual too my wattpad 😭😭 the agony

#i have so many ideas #and actual chapters of fics #its just I'm so scared to post them #metallica #kirk hammett #james hetfield #jason newsted #lars ulrich #metal #robert trujillo #cliff burton #papa het

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giadavazquez1963 · 3 months

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Have you forgotten about the fics/scripts/headcanons you would post on here

no!! i swear i wont leave yall in the dust, shit has just been going on in my life but right now im finishing up on the first chapter of my fic!!

about headcanons and scripts, i wont be posting much of either because my script is more private and im js bad at headcanons LMAO

#metallica #metallica fan fic #james hetfield #lars ulrich #dave mustaine #kirk hammett #cliff burton #jason newsted #shifting realities #reality shifter

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iheartjameshetfield · 9 months

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HI HI WELCOME TO MY BLOG!!

(good god he’s the cutest person ever.)

hi guys!! i’m miro but i also go by m or rumi. i’m new to doing anything on tumblr really, i usually just observe from afar 😭 but i do wanna make friends, read, and write blurbs mostly on here!!

Requests are supposed to be open rn!!

here’s what i’ll write:

who i’ll write for:

JAMES HETFIELD (my beloved), kirk hammett, lars ulrich, jason newsted, dave mustaine, axl, duff, steven adler, izzy stradlin, steve vai, tommy lee, nikki sixx, and almost anyone else you request!!

i WON’T write!!!:

i’ll write for anyone you guys request except for the ones who are dead unless it’s non-smut related. idk i just don’t feel comfortable writing smut about dead people😭😭. i also wont write mxm reader, nothing against them, it’s just that i’m a girl and i wont know how to write that if my life depended on it. i’ll try to write gender neutral content tho and i can even write from their pov if you’d like!

also, i wont write anything violent in the smut like chains and whips, or any kinks like piss or feet and stuff like that. not sure if i’ll write about cnc (consent non consent) but we’ll see later on in the future

ALSOO: i have a james fic on wattpad that you should totally check out, it’s @iheartjameshetfield

anywho, i really hope you guys like the shit i post!!

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stevenssticks · 11 months

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Welcome to my blog!!!

hello y’all! you can call me P. i’m new to the metal and grunge scene online but have been a fan for a long time! i’m here to make some friends and read and write fanfiction.

I’m not really interested in writing full stories right now but blurbs are cool!!! I’m warming up to this

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN.

🚨🚨i am starting college on Aug 30th!!!! i will not be as active from then on🚨🚨

please see more below abt what i will and will not write.

Who I like:

Steven Adler!!!!!!!! (MY NUMBER ONE MAN), Jason Newsted!!!, Cliff Burton!!!, James Hetfield, Izzy Stradlin, Slash, Kirk Hammett, Dave Mustaine!!!!, Duff Mckagan, Zakk Wylde, Chris Cornell, Eddie Vedder, Layne Staley, Jerry Cantrell, Mike Starr, Nick Menza, Jonathan Davis, Robert Plant, Steve Vai, Dimebag Darrell

What I WILL NOT WRITE

christmas fics, kid fics, pregnancy, x male reader (sorry guys im afab and don’t feel like i would be able to write it well), whips/chains, public sex (no i’m not talking abt some teasing under the table at dinner that’s fine), cnc (consent non consent), ddlg, blood/knives, watersports god no i’m sorry, scat, just a lot of stuff that might be seen as “extreme”

if consent is dubious i will always note ahead of time that both people are willing participants.

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lesbian4fionapple · 23 days

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welcome to my blog !

hello, hello! you can call me nina. i used to be pretty popular on here last year but i made a new account :C but this is my new account!

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN !!!

on this account i’ll be posting about rockstar blurbs/fics so please feel free to send in some reqs :3

please read more for what i will and will not write.

who i write for:

dave mustaine!!!, david ellefson, nick menza!!!, marty friedman, kiko louriero!!!, james hetfield!!!, kirk hammett!!!, cliff burton!!!, jason newsted!!!, slash!!!, steven adler!!!, duff mckagan!!!, tommy lee!!!, nikki sixx!!!, zack de la rocha!!!

+ others that you request if i know them well enough !

what i will NOT write:

scat, pedophilia (age gap is ok), cnc, public sex (no not teasing under the table that’s fine), water sports, incest, actual abuse anything to do with bodily fluids… just no.

p.s. i DO write for male readers but not member x member!

that is all!! thank you for reading this ahead of time!

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kirk-says-wah · 2 months

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𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧

prince/commoner, 69

restraints

desperation, multiple orgasms

𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐤/𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞

hate sex, dirty talk

biting/scratching, rough sex

bed sharing

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧/𝐑𝐨𝐛

body worship, riding

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧/𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐬

biting/scratching, multiple orgasms, coming untouched

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧/𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐤

genderswap, rough sex

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐤

masturbation, anal sex

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐑𝐨𝐛

come-marking, loss of control

𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞/𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

masturbation

ownership

𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞/𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐬

come-marking

public sex

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐬

wall sex

shaving kink

cross dressing

toys

toys 2

tickling

angry sex

caught in the act

𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐤/𝐑𝐨𝐛

lingerie/panties, forbidden love

car sex, first time

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐑𝐨𝐛

spanking

𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐬/𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞/𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

voyeurism

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allmoshnobrain · 7 months

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･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

Hi! I'm Ada 🌷✨

26 y/o ✧ bi/demi ✧ audhd ✧ she/her ✧ fic writer ✧ this is a multifandom blog ✧ i post +18 content ✧ fic masterlist ✧ requests ✧ my posts

This blog is a safe space for women, POC and LGBTQIA+ people!!

Feel free to DM me and interact, specially if we're mutuals! It may take me a while to answer as my social battery is usually a bit low but I love interacting with people ✨

Requests for x fem!reader fics are currently open.

I'm a bit of a slow writer so it may take me a while to do them, but unless I answer your request saying I won't write it, I'll eventually get to it! 🖤

Who I write for: Dave Mustaine, James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett, Jason Newsted, Cliff Burton, Cronos (Venom).

I may consider writing for other stuff if I like it and if I feel it makes sense. Feel also free to send me prompts and headcannons about any of my past/current works :)

That's it for now, hope you enjoy my blog! ❤