โ he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar.
the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star โ
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เณโโท who am i?
hi, i'm kayleigh!! you can call me kay or leigh, whatever you'd like :) i'm a metallica fan, and just a metal fan over all. southern girl (georgia raised), taurus โ catholic โก dog mom ! please send me asks about metallica, i love em and i love making content for people :) i'm new to writing and tumblr so i'd appreciate patience <3
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please dni if you are not over 15 :) you can also block me if you disagree or disapprove of any of my beliefs and views, whether they're societal or political โก
i dont agree with your political stance but you absolutely do not deserve the r4pe threats and death threats. ignore them theyre immature, stupid and took it way too far.. keep your head up
thank you for being mature enough to recognize this disrespect, i appreciate it.
This is so fucking parasocial and WEIRD to do๐๐ a liberal hates on you and doesnโt agree with you so your first response is to make a fanfictionโฆ? What the fuck? And I wouldnโt think you would even like women because youโre just a dirty fucking white trash republicanโฆ.take this down you whore
a/n: i wrote on this on my lunch break so itโs not proofread, hope there r arenโt many grammatical mistakes! @barelydauntlesstrickster
The neon sign outside the motel flickers as rain streaks the windows. Inside, itโs just Kayleigh and Paige in a small room with a creaky bed and two suitcases by the door.
Kayleigh had driven here after her momโs birthday partyโa rare night alone without their families hovering. She wore that soft sweater dress she loved, and now it was on the floor.
Paige turned off the lights but left one lamp glowing faintly over by the blond girlโs side of the bed. The air was warm from steamy showers taken separately before everything heated up again.
She kissed her slow at firstโdeep and sweetโthe kind of kiss that said Iโve missed this, even though she saw the girl every day.
The kiss deepened naturallyโlips parting, breaths mingling. Paigeโs hands slid into Kayleighโs hair, her fingers gentle but sure as she tilted her head just right.
She always kissed her like it was the most important thing in the world, like every touch mattered. Her eyes had been soft when she turned off the lamp, and now they were hazy with want.
Her sweater dress was already crumpled on the floor beside her shoes. She wore a lace bralette underneathโa pretty cream colorโand when she reached for it, Paige didnโt stop her. A small sigh escaped her lips as her fingers brushed against warm skin.
Her breath hitched as her hands explored, warm and tender. Paige arched slightly into her touch as she traced the curve of her collarbone, then down to the lace edge of her bralette.
She loved how careful she always was with herโthe way she kissed like it was sacred instead of rushed. It made everything feel more intense.
Kayleigh leaned in again, capturing her lips softly before trailing kisses along her jaw, then lowerโher neckโa soft nip followed by a kiss that soothed it immediately. The rain pattered harder against the window now. The room felt smaller somehow safer.
The kiss lingered as her lips brushed her neck again, softer this time. She murmured against her skinโso quietly it almost got lost in the sound of rain:
โYouโre so beautiful,โ
Her voice was warm and low, thick with affection. No teasing edge tonight, just tenderness.
She pulled back just enough to look at the girl, the dim light catching her eyes, the beauty mark under her left eye faintly visible. Her cheeks were flushed pink.
Paige smiledโa small, shy oneโand then kissed the corner of her mouth before whispering:
โI love you so much.โ
Paigeโs fingers hovered at the edge of her shirt, then slowly lifted it, revealing her bare chest, her touch light as a whisper. The fabric slid up over her ribs, her palms grazing warm skin just beneath.
Her face pulled away from hers, as it lowered slowly. She kissed her breastsโa slow, deep press of lipsโand this time there was more hunger in it. Still tender, but with desire.
Her hands moved with quiet confidence nowโone trailing along her core while the other held her neck in place.
Her breath catches as Paigeโs lips meet her skin, warm and soft against her other breast. A quiet gasp escapes herโher touch is tender, sending sparks down straight to her core. She thread her fingers into her hair, holding her gently.
Her hand on her core makes heat pool low in her bellyโteasing pressure just right to make her squirm without pushing too fast.
She whimpers softly when she pulls back slightly to kiss her coreโthe inner thigh first, then lower, teasingly close before finally placing her lips on her sweet spot.
The rain outside slows to a soft hush, the neon sign now steady in its glow. The room is warm, quietโfull of shared breaths and tangled limbs.
Time slipped by like water down a windowpane.
They kissed and touched through the nightโslow at first, then deeper with each passing hour. Every whisper was tender, every touch reverent. Paige held her like she was something fragile and precious; Kayleigh melted into every caress as if sheโd been waiting for this exact moment all day.
Clothes were shed without hurry. Lace met skin; skin met warmth. They explored each other with hands that rememberedโthe curve of a shoulder blade here, the dip of a waist thereโand still found new ways to make hearts race.
There were moments where they just looked at each other: under dim lamplight or when lightning briefly lit up their faces through the windowโa silent exchange that needed no words but said everything: I love you, youโre mine, stay right here.
Then came passionโnot rushed or franticโbut intimate in its rhythm: kisses along collarbones turning into embraces on heated sheets; whispered names against lips between breaths full of want but never desperationโฆ
Eventuallyโฆ they curled together afterwardโnaked under rumpled covers pulled high over their shouldersโas exhaustion finally claimed them gently after long hours spent loving one another completelyโฆ
Paige spooned behind her from behind one arm draped protectively across Kayleighโs stomach while both slept soundly togetherโtheir bodies naturally seeking closeness even unconsciousness didnโt stop it from happening naturallyโฆ
Morning would come soon enoughโฆbut right now?
Right now it was perfect peace between two girls who adored being wrapped up in each other's arms alwaysโฆ
listen i can't tell if you're rage baiting or not but can you keep the political bullshit out of the metallica tag? no one gives a shit what your private beliefs are so just keep them private, metallica tumblr is not the place for you to bring these opinions
and what did you expect was going to happen when you said you aren't bothered by maga? you're on tumblr, literally the most liberal platform on the planet, at this point you're just poking the hornet's nest
do yourself a favor and just stop posting about this stuff, you've already gotten threats and it's only going to get worse. this fandom is incredibly toxic and they've doxxed and harassed people for a lot less.
thank you for warning me about this and for looking out, i appreciate it, but i personally love metallica and metal music, which is why i post on here. i never meant to bring up politics into this, but when i made that post, i felt the need to address what was going on so i find like minded people. it seems not many of you agree with my take, which is completely fine, but itโs not an excuse to harass me or send me rape threats. these people claim to be liberal and to love everybody but the moment you say something as disgusting as โi hope you get r4ped and bleed outโ is the moment you show yourself for who you truly are, and that is a hypocrite. i donโt plan to leave this platform anytime soon, anybody who doesnโt like me is completely free to block me or not interact with me, i have no issue with that, but what you canโt do is attempt to kick me off a platform because i have different beliefs than you. and if this fandom is as toxic as you say, then iโd be honored to bring a little bit of positivity into it. but thanks again for the warning.
Please keep your racist beliefs and love for a fascist out of the Metallica tags. There's enough discourse without you adding more drama to the mix. The conversation has gone beyond James, Adrianna and who they support.
i have already explained i am not racist. i accept everyone regardless of the race, nobody can control the way theyโre born, so nobody is at fault for that. this accusation is baseless, i would never disrespect somebody because of something such as their skin or where they come from. i just support james and adrianna and they happen to stand what i stand for, and that makes me admire them more. there wouldnโt be any other political stances if we all had to be part of one, which is a very stupid belief. not everyone needs to be a liberal and thatโs the beauty of free will, being able to choose for yourself and follow your own path.
a/n: this one is shorter than most of my works, sorry about that!! i was in a rush but iโll work on some more for yโall
he was positively suprised that a person as young as you was so religious, it was one of the things that stood out about you for him and it made him really happy
he lets you color in his tattoos when you're bored
he lets you go on tour with him, and while in travel you pass the
time by reading the word of god together
he insists on taking you out to dinner at least once a week
sometimes he gets really insecure about your age gap, but after a bit of reassurence from you he feels better
something he likes about you is your more traditional values, you would rather start a family with him and stay at home and not go to college and let him be the provider
he would take you hunting every other week and chuckle at your childish and innocent-like demeanor when youโd miss your shot
he insists on spoiling you and refuses to let you pay for anything
โItโs what you get for being my good little princessโ
if he gets hurt, which is all the time because of doing his manly car stuff in the garage, he goes to you first instead of going to the doctor, even if it's something important
whenever james has any problems in the bedroom which may occur due to his age you never shame him for them but try to help him and handle it with him like mature adults, which is why he feels comfortable with you
for the people that found my post and assumed im a racist, i just feel the need to clarify i am not a racist and i do not identify with such hateful ideologies, i love everybody the way they are regardless of race, ethnicity or skin color, as the bible teaches us to love thy neighbor.
