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Suddenly my car is broken đ¤(I don't have a car)
wait wdym that isnt the actual photo this is SO GOOD
Myles Kennedy Fanart
Myles' attempt at throwing gang signs? đ Mark's face is like "WTF?"
this is so cute đđ
heyy I just found your page and you're talented as hell! I wanted to send in a little request.
ok so, 80s or RTL era James and reader are best friends, they are having a sleepover,then she wakes sweating profusely because of a nightmare. she tries to sleep again, she tosses and turns on the bed bit thats doesn't work,and finally wakes James. when he notices how afraid she is, he tries comforting her.
This is fucking adorable, lets be honest we all know they have crushes on each other
I threw the frayed, flimsy sleeping bag on the floor of James's bedroom, directly next to his bed. I didn't mind that the fabric was nearly threadbare and provided little comfort. All that mattered was that I was at James's house.
Though it was equally ancient and lumpy as the sleeping bag, I gratefully accepted James's insistence on lending me an extra pillow. I gave it a tight grip and stared up at him, enjoying the feel of the velvety material on my cheek.
With a cheeky smile on his face, James was lying flat on his bed and staring at me. The little lamp on his bedside table created a soft, yellow glow that warmed the space and gave it a cozy, personal feel.
His guitar rested against the far corner, and his hanging posters of metal bands lined the walls. I could let my guard down and be who I am here and it felt like a second home.
"Do you remember that time Lars tried to balance on one leg and play drums?" James commented, amusement alive in his eyes.
I burst into giggles, burying my face in the pillow. âOh God, yes... He almost took out the entire drum set.â
James laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that made my heart swell. âHeâs such a dumbass. I donât know how he stays upright most of the time, let alone play drums.â
Each story was funnier than the last, and before long, we were both crying with laughter. That kind of chuckle that just makes everything a bit better.
âHey, you know whatâs weird?â James spoke abruptly, his tone now gentler. âI canât remember the last time I laughed this hard.â
I noticed the vulnerable expression on his face as I glanced up at him. "Neither can I," I said. "Recently, life has been so busy. It's I've missed hanging out.
James gave a nod, fixing his gaze on mine. There was a brief but comfortable silence during which we simply exchanged glances and knew everything about the other without any words being spoken.
"I love you being here," he muttered.
I answered, "Always," reaching up to give him a firm squeeze. "I wouldn't be anywhere else, you know that."
He smiled, that lopsided grin that always made my heart miss a beat. As the hours passed, our voices became softer and our words became shorter.
I was really happy as I snuggled onto the extra pillow he'd given me. The fact that I was lying on the floor in a tacky sleeping bag didn't matter. It mattered that James and I were together in this utterly perfect moment. The things that brought beauty to life , was this, James.
With drooping eyelids, I whispered a, "Goodnight, James."
He breathed back, "Goodnight," his voice low with drowsiness.
And then, with the comfort of the man beside me, I allowed myself drift off.
I startled awake, breathing urgently and shallowly as my heart hammered in my chest. Sweat was pouring down my face and the flimsy sleeping bag was sticking to my skin.
The nightmare that had pulled me from sleep had left my mind a disorganized mix of visuals, but they were beginning to fade into the shadows, leaving me with nothing but an uneasy sense of dread.
I sat up and attempted to calm my breathing while sliding a shaking hand through my hair. The only sound in the pitch black, silent room was James's even, gentle breathing from his bed.
I looked across at him and felt an ocean of relief when I noticed how unbothered he was. The last thing I wanted was to wake him up, especially being the one crashing at his place.
I took a deep breath, pulled my knees up to my chest, and tried to push the nightmare's last fragments away. The hard, cold floor felt even more unforgiving at this point. I lay back down, clutching James' lumpy pillow to my chest, inhaling his scent.
I forced myself to go back to sleep and closed my eyes. I rolled around on the hard floor, attempting to find any spot that was comfortable. I felt as though the cold seeped through the sleeping bag, causing me to be cooled to the bone. The bag provided very little to cushion me.
I let the pattern of James's steady breathing relax me as I concentrated on it. Slow and steady, in and out. My breath matched his. But sleep eluded me no matter how hard I tried.
All I want in this moment is James. My James.
After a while I quit  trying to make it work and just laid there, gazing upwards.
I finally reached my breaking point. I needed to feel safe, to feel warmth, to feel⌠James. I staggered upright, making the room to spin a little as I moved. I trembled as I knelt over his bed and gave him a little shoulder shake without thinking twice.
Whispering, "James," my voice wavered. "James, wake up."
He slolwly stirred awake, peering at me in the half light as he opened his eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked his voice sluggish from sleep but immediately worried. "Are you okay?"
My eyes filled with tears, and I shook my head, incapable to think of anything to say. Rather, I naturally moved my body to rest next to him. I needed his warmth and comfort, I needed to be near him. I tugged him closer, pressing my face against his chest and gripping his shirt tightly.
James didn't hesitate for a second. He wrapped me with his arms, pressing me close to his body. "Hey, hey, it's okay," he said in a comforting whisper. "I'm here. You're safe."
I felt his hand gently stroking my back, his touch sending a wave of calm through me. I pressed my face into his chest, breathing in his familiar scent, and felt the tension begin to drain from my body. His heart beat steadily beneath my ear, a comforting rhythm that grounded me.
We had never had such an intimacy or closeness before. However, it felt perfect, like something we've both always needed. It seemed like exactly what We needed.
I felt him shift a little, repositioning himself to comfortably grasp me. He reached for my hair with his other hand and used his fingers to gently untangle knots that werent there.
I expected cuddling with James to be awkward, wrong, weird. But now that I was in his arms, his heartbeat in my ear, there was no place I'd rather be.
With his breath warm against my forehead, he whispered softly, "Do you want to talk about it?"
Still unable to find my voice, I shook my head once again. I was stuck thinking, maybe I loved James a little more than just a friend.
He answered softly, "Okay," without pressuring me further. "Just know I'm here, alright? I'm not going anywhere."
I nodded, feeling the last traces of fear finally disappear. His body, his touch, and his words were all I needed to feel okay again.
James placed a delicate kiss on the top of my head. "Sleep, you need it," he said softly, making my heart ache.
And as I nodded off in his arms, I realized that I would always have this James to come back to, nightmares or not.
Tommy Iommi: "What should we call our band, mate?"
Ozzie Osborne: "Hm..how about..Black Sabbath?"
Tommy: "Ok, what should we call our first album?
Ozzie: "I'm thinking maybe..."Black Sabbath"
Tommy: "That's a right good name, that, but what about our single?"
Ozzie: "hear me out-"
myles nsfw A-Z đ
maybe a james one too pls đ
(includes smut related content)
A- Aftercare: what theyâre like after
Myles would be very cuddly and touchy after, just wanting to hold you and make sure you feel okay, as well as grabbing you anything you want or need
B- Body part: their fav body part on them as well as on you
Mylesâ favourite body part is his arms because he can hug you tightly by wrapping his arms around you. As for your body, he would absolutely love your tits, just wanting to see them or touch them.
C- Cum: anything to do with it
You make him absolutely insane, so of course there would be a shit ton of cum. Even when he uses a condom, it almost always ends up spilling out of it.
D- Dirty secret: any dirty secrets they may have
Myles doesnât really have any dirty secrets, although he wonât tell many people that he enjoys submitting to you from time to time
E- Experience: how experienced they are/do they know what theyâre doing
Myles is more experienced than he looks. he doesnât look like he would know a whole lot about sex, but you two have tried almost every position in the book, and it certainly isnât something heâs lacking in life.
F- Favourite position: what is their fav position
even though itâs basic, heâs a total sucker for missionary. he loves being on top of you and being able to look down at you as he fucks you.
G- Goofy: how serious are they in the moment
most of the time Myles keeps it pretty serious, but when the doesnât miss an opportunity to make a joke when it comes
H- Hair: how well groomed are they?
he doesnât have a lot of hair on it, but there is a little, particularly down at the base. however, the tip is almost completely clean shaven.
I- Intimacy: how are they during the moment?
Myles always tries to make it romantic, trying to show you how much he loves you, and always wants you to feel loved and cared for
J- Jack off: do they ever masturbate?
he doesnât like it as much as when youâre there, but if heâs away from you, such as on tour, heâll either be on the phone with you or looking at pictures of you.
K- Kink: some of their kinks
Myles occasionally enjoys some light bondage, especially if youâre tying him up. he loves submitting to you, although he wouldnât admit it. heâs also a complete sucker for dirty talk, and loves whispering and saying dirty things to you during the moment.
L- Location: fav places to do it
Myles obviously loves the bedroom, and he finds that the most comfortable, but a close second for him is the shower. he absolutely loves pinning you against any wall he can before he fucks you.
M- Motivation: what turns them on/gets them going
you
N- No: something they wouldnât do
Myles isnât into the idea of doing in a public area, or even in the car. he wants it to be private with only you around. that means heâs also against the idea of a threesome.
O- Oral: preference in giving/receiving, how good?
he loves both receiving and giving, and that mouth is next level good, whenever he gives you head, you always feel like youâre on cloud nine, no matter how many times heâs given it to you.
P- Pace: are they fast or slow?
Myles will usually start slower, just to get used to the feeling, but then after that, he wonât shy away from speed. however, he will always slow down if you want him to.
Q- Quickies: opinions on them, how often, etc
Heâs not a huge fan of them, he wants to be able to fully experience things with you, however, he wonât say no if either of you are extremely desperate.
R- Risk: do they take risks? are they open to experiments?
Myles is open to experimentation, especially when it comes to something such as a new position, however, heâs not the biggest fan of risk-taking. he doesnât want to risk anything going wrong, which could result in you getting hurt.
S- Stamina: how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?
when heâs really into it, Myles can probably go four to five rounds, but most of the time if you do multiple rounds, it often only two.Â
T-Toys: do they have any? do they use them?
you and Myles donât own many toys, however, the ones you do have, he may get you to use to tease you. he doesnât use many for himself though, as he prefers you to any other toys.
U- Unfair: their thoughts on teasing
Myles absolutely loves to tease you, and will do it every chance he gets. whether it be holding it out, or not letting you release straight away, he loves teasing you.
V- Volume: how loud they are/ what sounds
Myles isnât super loud, however, he doesnât suppress his noises either. He tends to let out more muffled moans, and the occasional growl like noise if you do something that really turns him on.
W- Wild card: random headcannon
there was this time you made him come in under thirty seconds, when you and him had been away for a couple months due to him being away on tour, but you gave him a blowjob when you finally could, and he was so worked up he released almost instantly.
X- X-ray: whats under the clothes
Myles isnât huge, but he definitely has enough. Heâs probably around 6-7 inches, which is the perfect amount for you.
Y- Yearning: how high is their sex drive?
usually, he can contain it when he needs to, but he always has a high sex drive around you. no matter what youâre doing or what youâre wearing, heâs just obsessed with you, and would take you any second of the day.
Z- zzz: how quickly they fall sleep after
Myles will always wait until youâre okay and relaxed before falling asleep himself, but he usually falls asleep about ten to fifteen minutes after you.
james hetfield one coming soonnnn
The most frustrating experience as a writer is having a clear vision in your mind of the story you want to tell but being too afraid to put pen to paper for fear of failing to do the story justice. Iâm so scared that my actual execution will fail to meet my expectations that Iâm paralysed to even start.
Do Slash every side of him
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(pls be more specific i have no idea what you mean đđ)
Apparently today, August 20th, is National Honeybee Day.
So hereâs that time a certain bee got a bit confused and thought the elf was a flowerâŚ
Say it with me people: âThat was a f@c&ing bee!â
Never have I been more attracted to a woman
myles kennedy is the love of my life wattpad: myleskennedyloml character ai: mylesspookie (I have a bunch of myles bots there)
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