Humansacrifice-doll - Nobody's Dαughter

(to me) older brother core. i love you seth

THW WAY I CAME

Kinktober

Day 1 knife play & blood play

James hetfield

Summary: James carves his name into your thighs.

Warnings: blood play, knife play, carving names into skin, consuming someones blood, consuming your own blood, crying, both people are naked.

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I lay back with a smile on my face. James glides the cold knife along my breast not cutting me. I shiver a little from the cold. He hasn't cut me get and the suspense is killing me. I don't need to look at him to know that he's smiling as well. He takes the knife away from skin so it doesn't heat up from my body temperature. I look over at him as he twirls the knife. We both stare at it as the light from the street pours into the bedroom and reflects off the knife beautifully.

He takes his eyes of the light and looks at me. He stops twirling the knife and I look back at him. He begins to grin at me. That either means I'm going to be waiting a while before he does anything or he's about to cut me. James moves from sitting next to me to straddling my hips. His cold bare skin is heated up my mine as he sits on top of me. I look up at him and he leans down to kiss me. Our lips connect. His tongue slips into my mouth dancing with mine. I feel the cool metal of the knife press against the side of my face.

He pulls away and moves the knife. He turns it so the now warm side is facing away from me. He presses the cold side of the knife to the opposite side of my face. "Your so fucking pretty" he says smiling slightly. "I'd be prettier if I was bleeding" I say back a smile forming on my face. James takes the knife away from my face. He moves off of my lap and kneels between my thighs still on the bed.

He glides the knife along my right thigh before moving to the left. Then he presses the knife against my right thigh. One small line going straight across. I bite my lip. The cut is small so the pain is mild but I still feel it.

Then a longer one going straight down starting in the middle of the first cut. Tears prick my eyes as this cut stung. Then he quickly does two small lines. The first one starting at the end of the longest line going straight left. The second starting at the end of the third cut going diagonally up. The four cuts forming a fucked up J.

A single tear falls from the corner of my eye and I wipe it off not wanting it to go in my ear. I think he's going to do his initials JH. Next to the J he carves two diagonal lines going down that both touch at their starting points. The two lines almost match up with the length of the J. He cuts a small line connecting the two lines forming an A. I continue to wipe my tears as I find getting tears in my ears incredibly annoying. James cuts two straight lines a decent distance away from each other next to the A.

He cuts a diagonal line going down from the once closest to the A. Starting at the end of the previous line he cut a diagonal line going up to meet the top of the second straight line. Then he moves onto the E. A straight line going down matching the lengths of the previous letters and three small lines coming off of it going right. The S is a tricky one but we know from past experiences that trying to get it curved is a nightmare and looks bad. So it takes his time making it out of seven small lines for my sake.

Then he goes to my left thigh to carve his last names. The H out of three cuts, the E out of four, the T out of two, the F out of three, the I out of three, the second E out of three, the L out of two and the D four. The needs of blood have started to drip and the cuts on my right thigh have started to bleed onto sheet. He places the knife on the sheets and moves further down the bed. He messily licks up the blood allowing it to get on his chin, lip, all around his mouth, as well as some on his nose and cheeks.

I laugh at him when he pulls away from them. The blood on his chin begins to drip down his neck as he straddles my lap again. He leans down to kiss my getting blood all over my face.

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Thank you for reading💋- gremlin

me with axl (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

i have convinced myself that i know james hetfield personally. i have convinced myself that he talks about me in interviews. i am convinced that i am next to him in every photo of him ever.

i'm also convinced i'm sane.

i wanna runaway runaway every time i get so mad i wanna runaway runaway

crawling out of august covered in blood

LMFAOOAAAOAOAOA

can u make a dave fic of giving him head and his ginger pubes swallow your face like a mask and you eat thru the hairy ass pubes and cus u ate his hair it turns u ginger and he beats the fuck out of u cus he hates gingers and he fucks u with a rainbow tentacle dildough and your cum is orange and he turns into an orange and shoves his orange self into ur punani :3

no words actually

evelinne

i wanna lick him.