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| Another Sorrow, Another Breath; Lars/ James, early Metallica | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: November 13, 2009, 5:44 pm (14,638 Views) | |
| Mrs Ratfield | November 14, 2009, 6:33 pm Post #16 |
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Awwww - I love it! A story about jealousy can be really hot indeed poor Lars, but why must he be such a drama queen. I wouldn't have said anything, just made a voodoo doll pinned with that phone number note (am I evil...? )Sooo curious what will happen with James and Dave - can't wait for more! |
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | November 14, 2009, 7:01 pm Post #17 |
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Forbidden Forest Ranger
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OHhh, Jmaes/Dave slash please ? And orgy with Dave/James/Lars! I will pay 100s of £s for that to be written (Well I would if I had them)
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| Cliff Burton Lover... | November 15, 2009, 4:15 am Post #18 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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James, James.........*shakes her head* It's so strange that Dave still wants to be friends with him... |
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| Some Kind Of Monster | November 15, 2009, 6:36 am Post #19 |
Outlaw Torn
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Looks familiar
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| namenlos | November 15, 2009, 6:52 am Post #20 |
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The Daft To Your Punk
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You got me, there! I got the idea of Lars finding Dave's number in James' guitar case from a fic on deviantART... the author of the (unfinished) story even asked if I would finish it for her.
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| namenlos | November 15, 2009, 7:22 am Post #21 |
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If you all would like to read the story that inspired me, click on the deviantART link below my sig. The story, "But Who's Counting" is under my favorites list... In it, Lars doesn't find Dave's number in James' guitar case, but James definitely keeps it there, and Lars catches him with it in his hand. I may have referenced a few other things, as well. Enough ranting -- here's another chapter: Pt. 5 Lars’ POV 11:48 p.m. The bottle of gin long gone, I laid down wearily on the oddly comforting couch, almost wishing it would come to life and swallow me whole. I drifted in and out of sleep, pathetically waiting up for James. Fucker didn’t come back at all that day, and as it neared midnight, I feared he was gone for the night. “Here,” Cliff’s gentle voice easily snapped me out of it. He was holding out a pillow and blanket for me, golden eyes filled with sadness. He didn’t say anything more, and I was grateful. He switched off the TV and held out my pack of smokes in front of me, indicating that he was taking one. I simply nodded my reply, adjusted my pillow and quickly fell asleep. 1:32 a.m. BANG! I startled awake as the front door flung open, slamming against the wall. My first thought was, “James is home!” Instead, a laughing Kirk and a giggling brunette girl stumbled in, obviously drunk off their asses. I glanced at the clock and sighed. I’d only slept about an hour and a half. Kirk saw me just as I’d pulled the blanket over my head. “Shhh!!!” he shushed loudly at his female companion. “I think he’s sleeping!” he hissed loudly. The girl laughed raucously, and I heard them both stumbling away, laughing and giggling. Less than a minute later, Cliff came out of his and Kirk’s bedroom, dressed in only his boxers and obviously pissed. “Hey,” he called out to me. I uncovered my head to look at him. “I’m gonna crash in your room… I mean, James is obviously not coming home. And my room’s…” Cliff looked over his shoulder. “Occupied.” “Wait, I’ll join you,” I said without thinking, getting up from the couch. I quickly realized how I sounded, and blushed. “Uh, I mean… that is…” I stammered. “Oh, you know what I fockin’ mean!” Cliff grinned, obviously amused. “That’s too bad,” he teased. “You’re kinda cute.” Oh, God, I could gave died. |
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| Mrs Ratfield | November 15, 2009, 7:57 am Post #22 |
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whoaa - this is getting more and more exciting I'm almost bursting with curiosity! awww - Cliff is such a cute guy and Lars, blushing how cute is this moarpls?
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | November 15, 2009, 8:13 am Post #23 |
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Cliff is so sweet to Lars, I am glad he is looking after him
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| Oh Hell | November 15, 2009, 9:35 am Post #24 |
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Outlaw Torn
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Eeeek! Comfortsexontheway?
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| Wishful | November 15, 2009, 10:49 am Post #25 |
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Cliff and Lars Lover
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Awwwwww poor Lars! Cliff you're a sweetheart |
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| xSia | November 15, 2009, 12:39 pm Post #26 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Auww'ww Cliff is so sweet ![]() Great story
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| namenlos | November 15, 2009, 2:38 pm Post #27 |
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Wow, you guys are still reading this?!? I didn't think it was that good. Anyway, thanks for sticking with me on this one. Here's more:Pt. 6 I’d expected Cliff to crash on James’ bed, so imagine my surprise when I’d gone in and found him lying on mine. He knew exactly whose bed he was in. And I knew I wasn’t expected to sleep in the other bed. The two of us weren’t exceptionally close, so I took advantage of this rare intimacy and laid down next to him, admiring his lanky form softly illuminated by the dim moonlight. I was grateful for the near-darkness, as it meant Cliff couldn’t see the faint blush creep across my face as I tried to suppress my sudden -- ahem -- warm feelings. “Do you think he’s with Dave?” Cliff asked softly. I didn’t really want to talk about it, but it would most certainly keep my mind off of… other things. “I don’t know,” I replied honestly. “It doesn’t matter, anyway,” I lamented. “He does what he wants, and I… deal with it.” “What are you talking about?” “Oh,” I began. “I don‘t know. James is… controlling. He hasn‘t ever hit me, but… he comes close to it at times. I can see it in his eyes.” “Fuck, no shit?” Cliff asked quietly, propping himself up on one elbow. I sighed loudly. “Let them fockin’ have each other, man,” I whined. “Maybe Dave’ll put that controlling prick in his place.” Cliff suddenly reached out and softly stroked my hair. “You know I’m here for you, man. And my offer still stands -- I’d be more than happy to kick his ass for you.” I smiled. “Thanks, man.” And then I did it: I leaned in and gently placed my lips on his. Cliff pulled away, shocked. “I -- I’m sorry,” I stammered. Cliff stared at me for a few moments. “Don’t be,” he finally breathed, leaning in to return the kiss. |
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| The Cosmic Gerbil | November 15, 2009, 5:55 pm Post #28 |
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Oooh, they are kissing
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| Oh Hell | November 15, 2009, 9:53 pm Post #29 |
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Outlaw Torn
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Wooo Cliffy kisses!
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| Olyamet | November 15, 2009, 10:19 pm Post #30 |
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Jäger.....
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aaawwww.. I don't know if I should feel sorry for Lars...or James... MOOOREEE!!!! |
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poor Lars, but why must he be such a drama queen. I wouldn't have said anything, just made a voodoo doll pinned with that phone number note



And orgy with Dave/James/Lars!
I will pay 100s of £s for that to be written (Well I would if I had them)

I'm almost bursting with curiosity!
and Lars, blushing
how cute is this




4:50 AM Jul 11