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ethical-cain-vinnel · 6 months

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NO NUT NOVEMBER WITH RORY CHARACTERS

Pairing(s): Gabriel (2014) x GN! reader, Euronymous x GN! reader, and Jack Thurlow x GN! reader

Tags/Warnings: Pure smut, penetrated reader but no mentions of which hole (so it works for anyone), sub reader for euro and jack but soft dom reader for gabe, slight varg vikernes slander cause as fine as emory is i hate the actual varg, kinda boring sorry :(

Notes: This is a collab with @icarus-star who is absolutely amazing! He’s writing for Danny Cooper, Chris Kenton, and Possum and you can find his fic here! Also, for the Euronymous part I am STRICTLY going off of Rory’s portrayal in the movie Lords of Chaos. I hope they’re not too ooc i really tried to make them accurate

GABRIEL

Okay so I have always felt that Gabe is on the asexual spectrum, specifically demisexual and/or aceflux

In other words, I think that he has little to no sexual attraction to someone he hasn’t formed a bond with. For the aceflux part, I think that he has some periods of times where he feels no sexual attraction at all and has a very low sex drive and other times where he has to go at it at least 3 times a day (and obviously times where he’s in between the two)

So, some years are easier than others and sometimes he can go for months without having to jerk off or have sex but I’m going to be talking about a month where he has a pretty high sex drive

I feel like he doesn’t often participate, but one year, you wanted to try it with him and he agreed

It is TORTURE FOR HIM

Poor boy is so pent up because in the last few weeks of October, his sex drive started to get higher again :(

Within the first few days, he’s so whiney and pent up and all he wants to do is hold your hand and kiss you as you two make love

I think for this year’s no nut november, he lasts a week MAYBE two before hes whining and telling you that you won

He’s so teary when he finally gets inside you and he cums almost as soon as you start moving

He needs you to take control because he gets fucked dumb so quickly

Overall, he doesn’t last long but the sex afterward makes it worth it

EURONYMOUS/ØYSTEIN AARSETH

He usually doesn’t care about no nut november, but stupid varg brought it up to the rest of the inner circle so now they’re all doing it.

On Halloween, he fucks you until you’re both overstimulated and passed out to hopefully make this easier for you both

He goes into it pretty cocky, thinking he’ll win the prize that the inner circle decided on

And he does pretty well

Until midway into week 2

Euro has a VERY high sex drive. Like at least 5-6 times a week but thats on a bad week

He could barely sleep in the same bed as you, your scent instantly making him pop a boner

He NEEDED to feel you again and by tuesday of the 3rd week, hes shoving you on the bed and tearing your clothes off

He fucks you so hard that you can’t walk for a few days and he has to either carry you everywhere or bring it to you

He’s pounding into you and saying the nastiest shit

He’s so mean about it but the aftercare is way better than normal

JACK THURLOW

I know that his fans (me included tbh) loves to make him out as a sex fiend but honestly, I think he has a pretty average sex drive

Out of the three characters I picked, he’s the one making it to the end

He’s only doing this cause he’s curious to see if it does anything (cough cough make him more emotional so he can write kick ass poems cough cough)

He lets you cock warm him on the last night of november

“Quit moving. Only an hour left. Be good”

Once it’s December first, you know you’ll need to call out for work in the morning.

He fucks you at his desk before taking you to the bed

He fucks you until he’s shooting blanks, and even then, he keeps going for 1-2 more rounds

The last week was really hard on him but he didn’t realize until he was back inside you

I genuinely think that he became more insufferable and aggravated without realizing it at the 2 ½ week mark

He takes care of you reaaallll well for the next couple days hehe

#rory culkin x reader #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader smut #jack thurlow #jack thurlow x reader #jack thurlow x reader smut #gabriel x reader #gabriel #gabriel (2014)#gabriel (2014) x reader #no nut november #euronymous x reader #euronymous x reader smut #euronymous #øystein aarseth #oystein aarseth #øystein aarseth x reader #lords of chaos #lords of chaos smut

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chainsawgvtsfvck · 6 months

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Gutsfuck, Pt 2. Euronymous x Hellhammer x Reader

“I kiss freaks that treat me like an animal, fuck on me and eat me like a cannibal.” -Snow Wife

Warnings: MMF threesome, unprotected sex, lots of dirty talk, squirting, MDNI

The early morning sun streamed in through Øystein’s tattered blinds, assaulting your closed eyelids and throbbing head.

You groaned and nuzzled your face into his shoulder in an attempt to escape the light. He chuckled sleepily and threw an arm over you.

“Too early for you, baby?” He mumbled in your ear, his voice rough with sleep.

“Hung over…” You groaned into his neck.

“Poor baby…” He cooed sarcastically. His hand traveled down to one of your breasts, pinching your nipple. You yelped and smacked his hand away.

“At least bring me some coffee before you devour me.” You teased him, turning to splay a hand on his chest to push him back.

He groaned, “You drive a hard bargain, lady…but I think I can do that.” He leaned over and kissed your cheek quickly before disappearing downstairs. He didn’t even bother putting pants on, stomping down the stairs in nothing but his underwear.

Laughing quietly to yourself, you sat up and stretched your arms high above your head and yawned.

A floorboard creaked in the hallway and you jumped, pulling the sheet up to cover your bare chest.

“Oh fuck, jesus - I’m sorry. Just passing by for the bathroom.” Came a surprised voice. Your head whipped around just in time to see a quickly retreating Hellhammer - what was his real name again?

“It’s okay!” You called, “Øystein should’ve closed the fucking door!”

He peeked his head back in for a moment, “I’m Jan Axel, by the way,” That’s right, that was his name! “would’ve introduced myself last night, but you seemed a little…busy.”

You felt a blush creeping up your face at the implication.

“Whatever.” You sniffed, turning so your back faced the door.

Jan walked away chuckling. Fucker.

Øystein came bounding back up the stairs, then, a mug in each hand.

“I wasn’t sure how you liked it, so I just put in a ton of fuckin’ everything.” He said, handing it over with a shrug.

You took a sip - too sweet, but whatever. Coffee is coffee.

“Thank you, Øystein. I was kind of joking about making me coffee, but it’s sweet of you to do.” You fawned, kissing him on the cheek.

He hummed happily at the praise, dipping his head to plant a few gentle kisses on your shoulder. He moved up your neck and nipped at the skin there, and you yelped a little, dissolving into giggles as he attacked your jaw and face with little kisses and nips.

“Get a room.” Jan said, reappearing in the doorway.

“I’m in my room, fucker! Go away!” Øystein barked, scooping up an empty beer can from his nightstand and throwing it at Jan.

“Leave the door open and you’re just inviting an audience.” Jan smirked, taking a step inside the room.

Øystein opened his mouth to respond, then just looked at Jan. Then turned his head to look at you with an eyebrow raised. Want to?

You looked at him. Then Jan. Then him again. Shrugged. What the hell? Set your coffee down. Nodded.

Jan beamed, peeling his shirt off and kicking the door closed behind him at the same time.

He leaned down and kissed you enthusiastically, all tongue like a puppy. Øystein nipped at your neck, whispering to you how fucking pretty you looked as his hand came up to knead at your breast gently.

Jan reached up and ripped the sheet away from you, exposing your body to the cold air and eliciting a gasp from your lips.

“God, that fucking body…” Jan mumbled under his breath. He grabbed your thighs in his hands and pushed them apart, admiring your pussy in the morning light. His thumbs pulled your lips apart gently.

“I think she likes this, Øystein…” He teased, letting the other man see how wet you were already.

“Taste her.” Øystein told him.

Jan wasted no time in obeying, lips and tongue exploring every inch of your swollen cunt. You whined and curled your fingers into his hair to pull him closer. You rolled your hips into his face shamelessly - fuck, the drummer could eat pussy. He pulled back and spat on you, looking up at you with a smug smile for a moment before diving back in to lap at you hungrily.

Øystein buried his fingers in your hair and turned you to smash your lips together. You felt like a fucking princess, getting lavished with all this attention.

“Tastes so fuckin’ good, doesn’t she?” Øystei panted between kisses.

Jan hummed in the affirmative, pressing two fingers into you and curling them up expertly to hit your g spot right away.

“Ah-ooh! You’re really fucking good at that, baby!” You moaned, your growing arousal evident by the wet, nasty sounds your pussy was making around his fingers.

Øystein hooked his elbow under one of your shaking knees to hold it up and afford himself a better view. Jan Axel’s face and fingers glistened with your pussy juice and his spit as he lapped at you wetly.

You leaned back into Øystein’s chest with a hum. He grabbed one of your hands and brought it behind your back to palm his erection through his underwear.

“Jerk me off while you watch him eat your pussy.” He growled into your ear with a nip.

You took his throbbing cock from his underwear and swiped the pad of your thumb across the tip, gathering some precum. Øystein groaned into your shoulder and humped into your fist. A glance down confirmed that Jan was pawing at his own erection through his jeans with the hand that wasn’t buried in your cunt.

He looked up at you then, big brown eyes locked onto yours as he pulled his mouth away for a moment, delicate strings of saliva trailing from his lips and tongue to your pussy.

“Can I fuck you? I need to feel this pussy wrapped around my cock - please.” Jan begged, squeezing your thighs and growling a bit at the sweet way his fingertips dug into your softness.

“What do you think?” Øystein sighed into your ear, “want him to fuck you, baby?”

Your face flushed and you went a little dizzy with lust, nodding fervently and giving Øystein’s cock an excited squeeze.

“Atta girl.” Øystein purred, hooking his arm under your leg on the opposite side so you were completely open and exposed to the two, “Now ain’t that a pretty sight?”

Jan came to his feet and popped the button of his jeans, never taking his glazed eyes from your glistening cunt.

When he took his cock out, your eyes widened for a moment - god, he was big. Thick and long and fucking hard, just for you. You caught yourself nearly drooling at the sight as he spat into his palm and gave himself a few lazy strokes.

Øystein chuckled in your ear, “Look at you, all spread out for my drummer. You just fucked my vocalist last night. Such a shameless whore.”

Jan Axel lined himself up with your entrance and began to push in slowly. “Wanna make sure you feel every inch.”

You gasped and writhed in Øystein’s grip, but neither of the men were letting you go anywhere. The drummer’s cock stretched you out so incredibly well. He bottomed out with a groan and stayed still for a moment, the head of his cock pressed up against your g-spot. Then he pulled out almost all the way before thrusting himself back in again.

You cried out, wiggling against Øystein desperately as Jan started to fuck you hard and deep.

“Ah ah ah, can’t get away now. Stay fuckin’ still.” Øystein chided, biting your neck.

“Fuck, this pussy is incredible.” Jan groaned, watching your tits bounce in time with his thrusts. He licked his thumb and brought it down to rub circles on your clit, lighting up at the way you jumped and moaned for him. Your pussy made more and more lewd noises around his cock as you grew closer to your orgasm.

“You gonna cum already, baby?” Øystein teased.

“Yeah, she fuckin’ is.” Jan added huskily, “Gonna cum on this dick, aren’t you sweetheart?”

He pressed his hand firmly to your lower stomach and the knot inside you snapped - you gushed around his cock with a loud cry.

“Ohhhh baby, good girl.” Øystein murmured through his teeth.

Jan chuckled breathlessly, his hips stuttering a few times before he buried himself deep. His jaw hung open and eyes fluttered shut as he came inside you.

Øystein let go of one of your legs to rub your clit into overstimulation through Jan’s orgasm. Both men held your hips down firmly and muttered quiet commands of don’t move, don’t move as Jan pulled out slowly. You squeezed your eyes shut as his cum began to drip out of you.

Jan huffed, letting himself collapse onto the bed next to the two of you.

Øystein laid you down on your back next to Jan and pushed his cock inside you, forcing more of the drummer’s cum out of your pussy with a lewd squelch.

“Shhh relax baby, just lay back and take it.” Øystein cooed sweetly, beginning to hump into your sore little pussy.

Jan Axel’s hand traveled down to rub your clit with two fingers, muttering “Taking it so fucking good.”

Øystein cradled your thighs in his big hands, marveling at the adorably fucked-out look on your face.

“Cum again sweetheart,” Jan whispered, rubbing your clit faster now, “Euronymous wants to feel you cum on his cock, too. Do it.”

You met the guitarist’s thrusts with your own, letting the two men push you over the edge again. You squirted around Øystein’s cock and both men groaned in amazement. The way your pussy contracted sent Øystein into his own orgasm and he unloaded deep inside you, adding to the sloppy mess they’d made of your cunt.

“Look at that...” Øystein marveled, pulling out to watch it all spill out of you.

Jan leaned down to kiss you a final time before Øystein swatted his hip and ordered him to get the fuck out.

You giggled watching the drummer stumble about the room gathering his clothes and pulling them back on.

He blew you a kiss before ducking out the door, leaving it open a crack just to be a dick.

Øystein collapsed on his back next to you with a harumph.

“Give me a kiss, baby.” He whines playfully, reaching out for you. You fall in to his arms, giggling and pressing your lips to his.

On the nightstand, your coffee has gone cold.

#rory culkin #lords of chaos #euronymous #hellhammer #anthony de la torre #Rory Culkin smut #rory culkin x reader #euronymous x reader #lords of chaos smut

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jackie0lantern · 9 months

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REQUESTS!!

Hey hey! I’m a 16 y/o who’s writing smut out of spite!

Who I write for!

ATSV-

Pav!

Hobie

Aged up!Miles

Miguel O’Hara

Peter b Parker

Benjamin Reilly (I mean if you into that.)

LAYLA

Rio and Jeffery (I feel like these guys would probably be a package deal.)

Who I won’t-

Gwen (fucking hate Gwen.)

Mayday. That’s a baby ya weirdos.

Hazbin hotel/helluva-

Alastor

Blitzø

Stolas

Angel dust

Charlie/vagi again with the package deals

Asmodus

Fizz

Striker

Millie/moxie

Sally may

Loona

Vortex

Who I won’t-

Nifty

Beelzebub (idk why but nah. No hate!!)

Deathgazm-

Zakk

Brody

LORDS OF CHAOS-

Dead

Euronymous

Necrobutcher

Hellhammer

Foaust

Who I won’t-

Varg. (full hate for this dude.)

ATWOW-

Norm spellmen

Jake and his wife package deal.

Aged up!neteyam

Aged up!loak

Aged up!rotxo

And anybody after that.

Who I won’t write for-

Tuk. Leave her along

Tmnt 2014-2026

Raph

Mikey

Donnie

Leo.

(That’s it for now my request are open!)

Key emojis.

Smut-❤️

Fluff-💞

Agust-🖤

Platonic- 💛

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ultr6violnce · 4 months

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⋆·˚ ♱ dating euro hc's

nsfw & sfw ♱ ⋆·˚

note ; this is only based on rory's portrayal , this is nothing ab the real euronymous.

SFW ♱.

he will definitely ties ur shoes for u. he thinks it's a little embarrassing especially when ur in the den n' the whole circles watching as he gets down on one knee and ties up the laces on ur boots. he goes a little red when they all start mocking him for being so 'head over heels' but how could he not be head over heels for his beautiful angel? he eventually tells them to fuck off and helps u off of ur feet and leaves the den with you.

when you go out to bars etc n' it gets to the time of leaving it'll most likely be early hours of the morning by the time u leave n' knowing oslo it would probably be raining or some sort of shitty weather so to spare you the shivering n' whining of being freezing cold he lets you wear his leather jackets , letting himself suffer all so his beautiful girl is nice n' warm. also he just thinks you look absolutely beautiful when ur practically swimming in his jackets , although he'd never admit it.

he loves having you do his corpse paint before a show. he'll have you sat on his lap in the bathroom , hands on ur waist , thumbs rubbing over ur waist as u drag the brush gently over his skin. trying to hold back from doing anything further as he stares up at you watching as ur face contorts into one of concentration as you makesure not to mess up on his face paint so it's all perfect for him to look good whilst he's up on that stage performing.

i kinda thinks it's a little ooc for him but it's cute so bare w me. but i feel like he'd comfort you after a fight. especially if it got physical or he said something that went to far. you'd probably storm off to the bedroom , tears soaking ur soft cheeks n' after so many minutes of pacing he'd slowly (and very shamefully) walk to the bedroom and he'd sit next to you , not saying anything for a while before apologising profusely. his eyes would be all big n' desperate as tears threatened to spill from them before he'd eventually just put his arm around you then his other under your legs and he'd lift you into his embrace and just comfort you as you cried.

also a little ooc for him but anyways , he would bring you like flower bouquets for ur birthday or just when he's feeling like it. obviously he'd make sure he's alone when buying them not wanting his friends to know how affectionate he is when he's with you and he'd always get u ur favourites n' just show up unannounced at ur apartment and give you them. at first you thought it was strange , he never seemed like the affectionate type and in all honesty he was the complete opposite but there was something about you that just brough out that affectionate side to him.

since you'd most likely be smaller than him , if he ever went to give you a kiss and was just too much of a lazy ass to lean down to ur level he'd put his hands to ur waist n' would let you stand on his feet so ur more at his height. all that just for a little kiss.

NSFW ♱.

starting off strong. he cums so much when he fucks u. like oh my god. that man will cum BUCKETS. he will literally drain every single drop of cum from his balls inside you , once he pulls out he'd like give ur ass a really harsh slap , enough to leave a bit sting n' would just watch it all ooze out before fucking it back inside you with his fingers.

he'd always tease you , especially when he fingers u. he'd always makesure he'd have his rings on so when he fingers you the cold metal of his rings graze against ur walls as his fingers curl inside u and plunge inside you deeply.

he defo has a wax play kink. like js hear me OUTTT like he'd be fucking u n' after a while you'd feel this hot liquid pouring down ur ass cheek n' he'd just be pouring little trickles of wax over ur sensitive skin as his cock just pounds into u deeper.

kinda a hot take but um he loves cockwarming!! sorry not sorry. like he'd makesure you were sat on his cock nice n' perfectly , making sure you didn't move , slapping ur ass if u made one wrong move even though if you even moved an inch he'd cum straight inside ya.

he's also a big fan of public sex. like that man will fuck you anywhere , anytime. literally name any place and he'll be pounding you in it. e.g: supermarket bathroom (maybe even an aisle if he's feeling it) , storage closet at the studio they'd go to sometimes to practice , he'd even fuck you infront of the public eye. like say you'd be sat out somewhere where quite a few people were and he'd just have you shamelessly bouncing on his cock , not making it obvious but also obvious enough that it catches a few eyes.

he's so loud. no matter what you're doing to him or what he's doing to you. he's loud. which only really became a thing when he started dating you. you were just so good he can't keep that running mouth shut. he could literally be tongue deep in ur pussy and he'd be a moaning mess. like no matter what he's doing he will be moaning , groaning n' whimpering like a bitchhh.

a/n: finally came up w some stuff , it's not the best but i haven't written a full thing like this in what feels like forever so y'knoww i had to cuz i js love spoiling u guys so much!! plus I've been up all night watching PLL and i can't sleep so I've just been coming up with ideas and the boom this was created so i hope u enjoy angels. love u all smm!! :3

#rory culkin #i ❤️ rory culkin #smut #r!euronymous #lords of chaos #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut

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lustkillers · 9 months

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WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN, THE BEAST COMES OUT !

⊹₊ ⋆ summary. - she only sees him in the night, and he's waiting for her.

┃ tags/warnings. ࿐ ❪ nsfw freak shit. dom!euronymous, sub!reader. unprotected sex, cheating on readers behalf, corruption kink? degradation, praising, euro is jealous oh my god, he's possessive ladies!! name calling - "slut," "bitch," "whore," and "good girl" toward the end, scratching, THEY ARE FREAKSSSSS!!! ❫

⊹₊ ⋆ pairing - euronymous x fem!reader. ❪ not the actual euronymous, only rory’s portrayal. ❫

⊹₊ ⋆ note - just listen to the song + first time writing smut LMAOOO

EURONYMOUS knew who you were. He wasn't playing into your games, let alone letting you slide with them. He saw you occasionally in his record store, with your boyfriend. He would watch you both from afar, your boyfriend's hands snaking around your waist as he went through records.

He burned with jealousy, wishing he was the one feeling those same hands, to have the chance to clasp onto something or someone so fervently. But he knew that his dreams of being with you were nothing more than a fools errand.

But he wasn't a fool, anyway. He was cold and calculating, possessive and controlling. And he had an intense fixation on you, the glares he gave leaving no doubt as to his feelings.

Every time you and your boyfriend checked out, you and him always shared glances, and it always ended with you winking at him before leaving. The type of wink only secrets held. You held onto Euronymous as a secret, your forbidden fruit.

He was nothing like your boyfriend. Euronymous was rambunctious and unpredictable. He was someone that brought your fantasies to life, the side of you that your boyfriend never discovered.

It was only a matter of time before he lured you in with his charm and you eventually succumbed to his advances. On the first night, it felt like an escape and before long, something more.

You knew deep down that it was wrong but something about forbidden love kept drawing you back again and again. Despite knowing the risks of being involved with someone like him, you found yourself meeting him at approximately 12 in the morning every. day.

Now, he was sat in his dark room, and the room only held dirty secrets between you and him. He was waiting, the clock striking midnight, and you knew it was once again time to carry out your secret romance. You slipped through his door, wearing clothing that you would never dare to show your boyfriend.

Euronymous stood from where he sat, his eyes only holding lust. Not saying anything, he pulled you closer and closer, his breath tickling your neck as he whispered promises of a love that you knew he didn't mean. His hands explored every inch of your body as he kissed you, and you knew that this is what it felt like to be truly alive - only Euronymous had such power over you.

You unconsciously grind up against him, needing him like oxygen. You knew, deep down that this was dangerous and risky but you didn't care anymore. Everything melted away again until it was only the two of you in the room together, safe from the world outside for a few brief moments.

The air felt thick, your head getting dizzy from the rough, yet passionate kiss. His hands traveled from your face to your waist, groping at it. You sighed at the touch, your hands wandering around his waist.

Euronymous now shoved you onto his bed, his body hovering above you. His hair was dangling above your face, yet you had a clear view of his flushed out face. Yet, everything felt so incoherent.

You could feel a sudden rush of adrenaline going through your body, yet you couldn't stop it. Euronymous eyes locked with yours as he slowly crackled a half smirk.

"You're such a slut, huh. Getting with me while your boyfriend is at home." He said in a low voice, his hands sliding under your pants. You shook your head slowly, not knowing what to do or how to react; you were too transfixed by his gaze. God– the pool of your arousal grew more.

His fingers found your clit, drawing slow and tantalising circles. You whimpered as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge, and Euronymous knew it, too. He chuckled. He found it sort of pathetic how you were about to come undone from his fingers this fast.

Your back slightly arched from the pleasure, letting out whimpers into the atmosphere. Sooner or later, he shoved his fingers into you, and the pleasure was too much for you to keep eye contact with him, so you closed your eyes in pleasure.

Euronymous noticed this and cocked his eyebrow, He grabbed your face roughly, forcing you to look at him. Then, he leaned into your ear and whispered, "You like that? Then keep your eyes on me, whore."

You only nodded, but you couldn't help yourself but look away again. His hands stopped its motions, sending you an annoyed look.

"N-No...! M'sorry! Please keep going..." You muttered, your eyes shooting open again from the loss of contact.

Euronymous smirked and resumed his torture, but this time a bit more rough. You gasped in pleasure as he picked up the pace. His hot breath caressing your neck sent you into overdrive, and before you knew it...you were coming undone in front of him– screaming for more.

However, he didn't have enough. He suddenly pinned you against the bed, whispering in your ear, "You want more? You'll get it, bitch." He unbuttoned his pants frantically, his cock lined up against your cunt. As if on cue, you spread your legs for him and grabbed onto his back as he pushed in eagerly.

He stretched you out, the bliss filling you both. Your fingernails dug into his back, earning a hiss from his as he groaned into your ear. As he increased the pace, you could only moan and scream out his name in pleasure.

"E-Euro! Fuck, M'so close...!" You shouted, feeling the heat between you two.

"Yeah? He doesn't fuck you like I do, only I can make you feel like this... Don't forget that, bitch." He grunted, his words making you melt into his body.

His thrusts grew erratic, groaning expletives into your ear, while you moaned his name out like a god. Every touch, kiss and lick that he sent against your body sent you over the edge.

The feeling flooded you with pleasure, biting down on his shoulder as he finally thrusted into you. You came undone, but he wasn't done yet. He kept at it, with a heat that seemed like it could never be quenched. His thrusts increased in urgency, wild and feverish.

"F-Fuck! Take it like a good girl..." He yelled, cumming into you.

A shudder ran through his body as he came undone, and the heat between you two seemed to cool.

He let out a deep breath and pulled out of you, rolling onto the bed beside you.

However, you needed to get home, quickly cleaning yourself up. You got dressed and before you left, you pulled him in for a deep kiss, and as you attempted to leave, he grabbed your wrist.

"Leave him," he said in a low voice. Causing you to freeze.

"I'm sorry?" You asked, confusion written all over your face.

"You heard what I said." He said, his gaze unwavering. "Leave him. I don't want you with someone else."

You tilted your head at him, "And who are you to tell me that?"

He rolled his eyes and let go of your wrist. "I want you for myself," he said, his voice low and husky. "And I know you want me as much as I want you."

You bit the inside of your cheek. He was right. You did want him. But, how could you possibly leave someone for someone else? You had come into this arrangement aware that it was only every night and nothing more.

You smiled, tilting your head at him. "I can't simply leave him," you said softly. "But, I still want to be with you."

He nodded and pulled you into his arms again, holding you close as he kissed the top of your head. "Then stay here," he whispered in your ear.

You stepped away from him and peered into his eyes, a warmth sweeping over your body. You couldn't help but feel the chemistry between you two, and it was too strong to ignore.

You stepped closer to him again and nodded, your voice a whisper as you spoke.

"Don't make me regret it, Euro."

#rory culkin x reader #rory culkin #lords of chaos #smut #rory culkin x y/n #euronymous #euronymous smut #euronymous x reader #rory culkin smut #rory culkin lords of chaos

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kappasbbgirl · 26 days

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the way his eyes widen

ugh why is he so cute

#rory culkin #culkin brothers #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut #lords of chaos

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444rockstargf · 2 months

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so happy your requests are open tbfh, could you write something (for euro, he is so MEEEEOOWWW) about reader being a sibling of one of the other band members and they hate each other and then SEX!!

thats as specific as i can get i fear 😭 i love your work so much thanks for your time girl!!

thank you for the request babe! (this is absolutely scrumptious.)

"big, bad, naughty rock star." | euronymous

big bad wolf. - lana del rey

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female!reader x r!euronymous

word count: 1.6k

contents: brother's best friend type relationship, tension, drinking, unprotected p in v, implications of masturbation, creampie, overstimulation, not proofread!!!

heavy metal music tore through the thin walls of your house, the noise from the basement sounding as deafening as ever from your bedroom. you were lying on your bed, eyes closed as vibrations filled your body.

you groaned, rolling off your bed as the pounding sensation in your head grew more intolerable by each passing second. truth be told, you had no problem with death metal. your brother was into it, so that automatically meant that it would rub off on you. but what you didn’t like was attention-hungry guitarists who didn’t know when to give the ear-piercing riffs a break.

you stormed down two flights of stairs, making your way to the source of the racket. you swung open the door, causing the music to come to an immiediate halt and all eyes to turn to you. euronymous’, or rather oystein’s gaze caught your eye first. it was icy and cold and bitter like the depths of the arctic.

you placed your hands on your hips, your friendly eyes turning to slits as you met his glare. “can you animals keep it down in here? i’d hate to fall asleep to your music and suddenly wake up in the pits of hell.” jan axel, your brother, smirked at your comment with a little chuckle. “no problem. we’d hate to interrupt your beauty sleep.” you swatted him off, turning and walking away from the atmosphere.

you felt a pair of predatory eyes on you the entire time, probably studying you. you had shown up in a lacy camisole top, tiny black shorts and white thigh-high socks with little pink bows on them, an outfit that would now be engraved in euronymous’ mind for the rest of time. he watched you walk up the stairs as his band continued playing, watching your ass jiggle with each step you took.

then he turned to your brother.

“why the fuck do you let her walk all over you like that? she bitches and whines like a goddamn 12 year old.” jan scoffs. “c’mon man, that’s my little sister. and you know she’s 18. you were even at that big birthday party of her’s, remember?”

oh yes, he remembered. the night you got blackout drunk and tried to lead him on, leading to a very sloppy hookup that also happened to be the night he lost his virginity, to you. but you didn’t remember any of this, and that was probably for the best. so all you viewed him as was that weird guy that hung out with your brother.

euronymous rubbed a hand over his face. “she’s a fuckin’ brat, dude. and she dresses like a damn hooker. you can’t just let her do whatever the hell she wants around here. one way or another, it’ll ruin our band.” jan brushed him off. “whatever, man. she’s her own person. she’s a woman, so it’d be pretty fucked up for me to be bossing her around.” he flipped over his sheet music. “from the top.”

euronymous placed his guitar on it’s stand. “i’m grabbing a beer.” he muttered, making his way to the stairs and bolting up them. that’s when he saw you in the kitchen, squirting whipped cream into your mouth from the can. he felt heat pooling in his core from the sight. “oh, fuck me…” he muttered under his breath, making you turn your head to him.

“the grumpy old troll crawled out of his cave, hm?” you taunted. he rolled his eyes, spitting back a snarky response. “why don’t you crawl back into whatever fairytale you lept out from.” you snarled, the expression on your face making euronymous’ knees weak. you opened the fridge, putting the whipped cream back and grabbing a bottle of beer. the last one.

you started heading back to your room until you felt a calloused hand grip your wrist, pulling you back. “i was gonna take that.” his eyes bored into your soul, but you put on a fake-pout. “well that’s too bad.” you licked around the tip of the bottle, claiming your territory in attempt to disgust him enough to leave you alone. but his pupils dilated when he saw your pink tongue smear saliva across the bottle, awakening something primal in him.

you hopped up the stairs, giving him a view of your legs in such innocent yet provocative clothing. without thining, he followed you up, walking into your room behind you and pinning you to the door by your chest. your eyes widened as the door shut behind you, your heart hammering inside of your chest.

“what the hell are you doing, oystein? jan would murder you if he saw you doing this.” euronymous didn’t have anything to say to that, so his mouth gaped open slightly as he studied your features. you looked like if your brother was crossed with a cute little child’s doll. your eyes shimmered with intense emotion, and he imagined what they’d look like as they rolled to the back of his head while he fucked you.

he watched the top of your breasts rise and fall with each heavy breath you took, feeling a very familiar sensation in his jeans. one that he always felt whenever he saw you. he shook himself back to reality, plucking the beer out of your hand. “a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be drinking this. besides, you’re a kid.” your cheeks puffed up with anger. “you’re like 6 months older than me, asshole.”

he shrugged, leaning against your wall and taking a large swig of beer, looking around your bedroom. as pink and girly as it was, it all became much more lewd the longer he looked. there were bras and panties slung across almost every surface, smutty books filling your bookshelves, and a pretty pink vibrator that failed to be hidden underneath your pillow.

euronymous smirked, walking toward your bed and picking it up, switching it on. “well what do we have here?” your breath left your lungs as he held it, quickly rushing up to him and snatching it. “dont touch that!” he laughed bitterly, looking you right in the eye. “so turns out princess bubblegum’s a fucking whore.” you felt your cheeks heating up as he continued to speak.

“did you get to cum, dolly? or was the sound of real music too much for your pretty little ears?” you opened your drawer, tossing the vibrator into it and slamming it shut. then you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist, picking you up and throwing you onto your bed.

everything was happening too fast for you, but the next thing you knew euronymous was on top of you, your faces less than an inch apart as his tone turned into one of lust and desire. “i asked you a question, angel. did that stupid toy make you cum?” you gulped, your core starting to drip from the words he spoke.

you shook your head, causing him to smile. he pushed your legs apart, letting himself in between them and pressing his burning erection onto your clothed pussy, making you gasp. he trailed his hand down your body, his fingers slithering under the waistband of your shorts and stopping at your panties, feeling the sopping wet mess underneath the thin, lacy fabric.

your limbs turned to jelly as a moan slipped from your lips. he began to rub slow circles onto your hard clit, feeling it’s throbbing response.he used his other hand to slip of your shorts, then your panties, taking off your clothes layer by layer until only your socks were left. but he left those on. he thought they were a nice touch.

one thing led to another, and he was pounding into you from behind, his fingers shoved down your throat as he stretched out your tiny little pussy with his monstrous cock.

your back arched as he pressed you into the mattress, feeding on your desperate moans and whimpers like a starved beast. “like that, doll? is that the spot?” he cooed, obviously mocking you. you were a sobbing mess, your mascara running down your face as you drooled around his large fingers.

he looked down at you from where he was, watching your ass bounce with each hard thrust. he watched the curve of your back as his dick made you lose all control of your senses. you would never admit it to him, but he made you feel much better than that stupid vibrator did.

“i-im cumming, oystein..!” you managed to cry out, his finger muffling your words. you had gushed and creamed and squirted around him so many times by now that you had lost count. but body was weak beyond its limits, but he refused to stop. he just kept on pushing, his deep, hoarse groans eoching through your bedroom walls.

he landed a harsh slap onto your bruised ass, making you yelp. his thrusts began to lose their composure as he spoke, his voice breaking. “c-can you cum f’me one more time, baby… can you do that for me..?” you nodded frantically, tears rolling down your face and staining your bedsheets.

his cock throbbed inside of your pulsating hole, creating a wet and sticky mess as cum poured down your thighs and stomach. and then he began to shout, his voice coming out as a booming roar. “goddamnit!” he forced himself all the way in, making your heart stop for a moment as he filled you up with his molten hot cum. he gave you a few more lazy thrusts, his groans turning into little whimpers before he pulled out, shooting a few last ropes onto your arched back.

you laid there, panting like a dog as the realization hit you. your brother’s best friend had just fucked you. the one that you had never gotten along with. the one who swore he’d kill himself if you ever got a man to touch you. the one who longed for the day that he’d finally get to claim a pure soul like yours as his own. and now, he’d finally done it. again.

author's note: i ran to write this as soon as I got the request. goodnight yall :))

#444rockstargf #rory culkin #rory culkin smut #lana del rey #euronymous #lords of chaos #smut #lana del rey unreleased #eurorory #euronymous rory culkin #euronymous smut

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greenxgloss · 1 month

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Friends For Now? (Charlie Walker)

NSFW

summary: you and charlie have been friends for some time and he would help you do your homework sometimes, this time he caught you at the perfect time, struggling to finish your psych homework that happened to be about his favorite movies. while he was helping you he went in for a kiss and you allowed it to escalate.

warnings: unprotected sex, implications of stalking, mentions of female masturbation, fem!reader, use of Y/N, soft!dom!charlie, p in v, fingering, implied overstimulation

It's Tuesday night and your assignment is due tomorrow but you just can't get yourself to sit and focus on the Stab movies for this psych homework. "Watch Stab 2 and write a summary of the movie and a synopsis of the killers." you read aloud, hoping that it would help your answer click in your head. you scoffed and shoved your books over. for some reason you just couldn't focus on the movies and even after trying to cheat online you got nothing.

You heard a tap on the window and it was Charlie your best friend. "hey! need help?" he asked, opening the window. you quickly stood up and put on a shirt before he got in. "relax dude nothing I haven't seen before." he said, taking a deep breath as he gathered himself at the window. you giggled and sat back on your bed. "here just copy mine and change the wording around. the usual." he said throwing his notebook in front of you and zipping his bag back up. "thanks. I've been stumped for days." you told him as he joined you on the bed. "why didn't you just call me?" he asked. "ahh I don't know I just wanted to do this on my own. i always ask you for help." you told him as you copied down the answers. "no shame in asking for help." he said sheepishly, almost blushing.

sometimes you'd wonder if he'd ever watched you from your window. you knew that would be a crazy thing to accuse your friend of and also illegal but you didn't mind the idea. charlie is awfully pretty. he has big blue eyes but they weren't piercing, they were soft and laid gently on you every time. even before you both became friends and he would peer at you from across classrooms you didn't feel uncomfortable, you felt... admired, like he was watching in adoration. of course, it felt lustful but it also felt wholesome and full of love. still, you never pursued him that way. you felt as though you didn't have room for that kind of commitment in your life. you wanted to get your shit together first, to get the grades, the job and the money. then and only then would you have time to give someone your undivided. anyway you didn't mind his pretty eyes on you at night with your hand slipped under your lace, watching from the window as you pirspired and whined quietly to keep anyone in the house from hearing.

charlie snapped you out of it. "y/n?"

"uh.. i don't know it would just be nice to get it for myself." you told him as you continued writing. "I appreciate it don't get me wrong but its not like you're gonna be able to help with tests and exams." you giggled. he smiled. "no I know I just, want you to know Im here you know? you can always call." he said, moving over to sit next to you and shove your shoulder. you nodded and let the comfortable silent engulf you and you looked at each other in the same admiration you felt when you'd spot him watching you in class.

he looked down at his hand and back up at you as he slowly put it on your thigh waiting for your approval at which point you lightly put your hand on his and inched it up to your heat. "charlie." you started, "do you ever watch me from the window?" you asked him as your face heated up and you let him press his fingers to your clothed clit. he let out an exhale. "mhm." letting his eyebrows furrow as he thought about all the times he wanted to crawl through the window into your bed and make you cum and scream his name. "you watch me touch myself?" you whispered, a quiet whine following as he pressed firmly. "you knew I was. don't pretend you don't know I watched you arch and say my name and beg for me." he said, finally getting on top of you and kissing your neck. you'd been kissed but you'd never been touched this way and it made you ache for him. you had to bite your lip a little harder while his hands roamed you freely you felt your body cling to his. "fuck charlie." you moaned. "just like that." he smirked, grinding his hips between yours, feeling the tent pitch in his own jeans.

he inched your shorts off. "you're so beautiful baby." he said, scanning you over then kissing you, placing his hands on your tits and lightly groping you causing you to moan into his mouth. "you gotta stay quiet if you wanna keep going." he pulled away and whispered, keeping eye contact as he slipped in two fingers causing your mouth to gape. "you're so good to me charlie fuck it feels so good." you continued to whine and melt into his gentle touch. "yeah? tell me how good it feels baby." he hummed watching you squirm and buck your hips at his fingers, desperately wanting him to reach deeper. "I need you so bad. I want you to fuck me." you told him and felt him curl his fingers up making you grip his arms and moan into his mouth. you wanted to touch him so you reached for his jeans and he let you unbutton them. his cock popped out hitting him on the stomach and you quietly gasped. "holy shit Charlie it's so big." you watched the length just keep going. you took his shirt off as he pulled his fingers out of your throbbing cunt causing you to gasp softly.

you sat back and watched him. you deeply thought he was beautiful. "you're so sexy charlie." you told him as you reached out and caressed his chest then pushed him down and got on top of him. you tossed your shirt off as you straddled him. "speak for yourself." he dragged his hands from your waist to your ass as you adjusted yourself and slowly slipped his length into your tight wet pussy, one hand on his chest and the other wrapped around his cock. "oh fuck fuck fuck" you moaned and you began bouncing but of course, charlie couldn't hold his patience and began rocking his hips up into you both of you now quietly whimpering and whining in sync.

the room was sweaty and the light was dim as your moans filled the walls along with the sound of your skin smacking each others. the sound only made you more and more wet. soon you felt your core untangle and you slowly reached your climax. "fuck I'm cumming I'm cumming." you almost yelled and he quickly covered your mouth as his thrusts became sloppy. charlie fell apart at the same pace as you did, both of you finishing in sync. a rare occurrence for him who has had sex before.

you fought to catch your breath as you fell beside him, your shoulders touching. "that was..." Charlie trailed out. "my first time." you interrupted causing him to jump up. "YOUR FIRST TIME?" he whisper yelled, looking right into your eyes with pure lust. you could swear his pupils were hearts. "yeah? isn't it obvious?" you said, furrowing your eyebrows. "absolutely. I've never finished at the same time as the other person.. that might have been the best sex I've ever had.." he said, laying back down and holding you to his chest. you giggled quietly as you snuggled into him. "I mean not that I have anyone to compare it to other than my own hands but you did amazing." you whispered as you turned over to let him spoon you. "oh no we aren't done." he said, whipping up and throwing your legs apart, startling you.

needless to say, the two of you went on and on for hours and you had no complaints when you were falling asleep in psych class next to him while he laughed at you.

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josibunn · 8 months

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“All mine, right?”

fem!Reader x possessive!Euronymous ^_^

Warning!!! This is NOT about the real, teen girl edge lord Euronymous. This is about Rory Culkin’s portrayal of him in Lords of Chaos, because he just looks too scrumptious :)

heavy(?) smut, euronymous being so mean, noticing Varg trying to flirty with you, making him blow up on you, you getting the bigger first :( hitting (spanking, slapping), fingering, orgasm denial, name-calling (slut, dirty girl, dirty pussy, sir, pretty thing, good girl etc.), dacryphilia&breeding if you squint, use of ‘pussy’, semi-public sex, you’re in his office, a bit fluffy in the end :33

a/n: my first fic here! reposts r really appreciated :3 minors dni

* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*༺♡༻ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

you sat pretty on the couch of Øysteins band den, a drink in hand. You were here to support him since he just released his newest album with his band, but he was hosting a party, so he was nowhere to be seen.

he knew this wasn’t your usual scene, you didn’t really know anybody but his band mates, but he told you it'd be fun, and he needed you there. that’s what drew you in, he was never really affectionate with you, always keeping up his edgy, dark hearted attitude. so when he said it you knew he meant it.

you messed with your skirt you wore for him, you stuck out too, probably the only outlier here. pretty in pink with your cute little purse, skirt and cropped shirt, which so happened to be his merch. he loved it, and he loved how opposite you two looked when you went out.

and everyone knew you were his, I mean, he never expressed that you were his girlfriend to anyone that wasn’t you or his family, but everyone knew. you followed him around like a puppy, and he wasn’t one for pda, but you always held the sleeve of his leather to keep up with him.

he was possessive. you could feel yourself getting wetter as you reminisced, making you rub your thighs together. there would be times where he’d go off on someone for talking to you, and then you for giving them the time of day. he was obsessed with you. he couldn’t help it.

he especially didn’t want you talking to his band mates. It’s not that he thought you’d cheat on him, god no. but he knew why they acted how they acted around you, he hated it. a pretty, dolled up thing like you? they can’t be civil, making crude jokes at you when you turned your back or left the room, it made him clench his jaw.

so when he slipped through the crowd of people in his den, seeing Varg suddenly sitting closely next to you, whispering something in your ear, he thought back to all the times Varg had said he’d take you from him straight to his face, talking about the nasty, awful things he’d do to you if you were his. Euronymous never told you about the things they said about you, he just told you to stay away from them.

Varg always said it was a joke, but they both knew it wasn’t. and Euronymous could see it now that he wasn’t joking as he watched his hand trail up your thigh. he finished his beer before throwing it to the ground, standing tall in front of you two.

you felt relieved, you never liked Varg, he made you uneasy, especially with the way he was touching you just now before Euronymous showed up. even then his hand was still going higher, rubbing your flesh in circles, making you blush uncomfortably.

“hi baby,” you sighed softly, thankful he was here to save you. but he looked at you with a nasty glare, a look he only gave you when he was really angry. What’d I do? You thought.

“the fuck are you doing??” he pulled you up by your arm and next to him, and you didn’t know if he was talking to you or Varg.

“we were just talking, she looked bored.” said Varg, Euronymous gripping your arm more tightly now. “oh yeah? talking, with your hand up her fuckin’ skirt? do you think I’m fuckin’ stupid??” he called him something as he walked off with you, dragging you through the crowd.

“we-we really we’re just talking, I swear.” you plead your case, seeing and feeling just how angry he was as he pushed through people.

“i bet you were, so what were you talking about? with Christian?” He threw you onto the floor of his office, making you land on your knees. you whimpered at the sting of hitting the floor, standing yourself to the best of your abilities.

“I..I don’t know he was just talking, I wasn’t even paying attention, I swear. I-i was waiting for you, I didn’t do anything..” you propped yourself up on his desk, watching him take off his jacket, throwing it onto his couch and walked you behind his desk, moving the chair. He scanned your body, watching you fiddle with your shirt nervously.

“turn around.” he demanded, and you wasted no time, facing the door as you waited for his next command or move, but it was quiet.

before you could look back he bent you over by the back of your neck, his boot kicking your legs open with ease. “it just had to be Christian, huh? what, you fucking like him or something? is he better than me??”

“no! n-no, he just came up to me, I didn’t know what to do,” you frowned, he bent you further onto the desk as you looked back at him, hoping he could see some truth in your pouty, scared face as he hiked your skirt up.

he didn’t care, though. he was only focused on that wet spot pooling in your panties, it only made him angrier, his jaw clenching and his brows raising slightly. “you’re a dirty fuckin’ girl, you know that?” he slapped your ass, making you yelp.

“does getting touched by another man turn you on? huh slut?” he rubbed where your wetness pooled, making you snatch back your breath and let out a tiny moan, pushing back onto his thick fingers.

“n-no baby it wasn’t like tha-” “so now you’re lyin’ to me? you’re fuckin’ soaking.” you heard the snap of the delicate panties you wore before feeling him throw them down to the ground, pushing a finger into you quickly.

“Euronymous!” you moaned out, fingertips gripping his desk and your lips perched against one of the stack of papers on his desk. “were you hoping he’d do this to you? sneak you off somewhere, fuck you in the bathroom? my bathroom?” he shoved his other finger into you, making you choke out a moan at the stretch.

in all honesty the thought alone made you cringe, you didn’t know why he was acting like this over Varg, you’d expressed many times about how he grossed you out.

“dirty fuckin’ pussy,” he watched you suck him in, moaning and clenching around him as he drilled his fingers into you, your slick coating his fingers. “you don’t even know what he’d do to you, do you? he’d treat you like a real whore, he wouldn’t even think about being as nice as I’m being.” he pulled you back up, biting and sucking on your neck, his other hand pulling up your shirt and grabbing at your nipple.

“doesn’t even know how to handle a pretty thing like you, wouldn’t know how to make this pussy feel as good as I do.” he huffed, teeth grazing your jaw, and he could tell you were close in the way your moans got airier, the way you grabbed onto his wrist and the way you bounced back onto his fingers, even though you knew you couldn’t take the overstimulation you got when you did.

your legs shook as you moaned out, throwing your head back against his chest, mumbling curses as you felt your release creep onto you. “he probably wouldn’t even make you cum,” he pulled his fingers out and pushed you back onto the desk. “like that.”

you gasped and whined, feeling your release fade away. “Euronymous! Øystein, baby, please,” you whined, grinding on his jeans, feeling his bulge pressing against your wet heat. “please I-I wanna cum, wan’ you to make me cum,” you pleaded, but he held your back down, stopping your grinding.

“oh now you want me? thought you were all wet for Christian,” he taunted, watching at how your ass wriggled under his grip, trying to find some relief again, a small smirk on his face.

“no baby, no, just you, jus’ you I promise,” you slurred, looking back at him, and this time he kept the eye contact, his eyes low and his head tilted slightly. “just me?” he repeated with faux sympathy, still pressing down on your back.

you nodded, “only you Øystein, not him, never, please baby please..” you whimpered, spreading your legs further. he groaned, seeing your pretty, soaking pussy on display for him like that, begging him to be used, claimed.

“you promise?” he smirked, unlatching his belt quickly, pulling his pants down to his knees. you gasp, nodding frantically. “yes! yes I-I promise, I promise,” you watched his dick spring free from his boxers, god you loved how pretty it was. he had a nice great length on him, probably why he was so short, girthy, beautiful bulging veins and a pretty red mushroom tip oozing with pre cum as he held it at the base, teasing your hole that clenched around air, waiting for him.

you gasped when he pushed his tip in you, holding you down so you wouldn’t push back on him like you usually would. no, he wanted you to work for it, even though he knew he couldn’t resist you in your needy, whiny state for too long. he was already over his breaking point. “you gonna be my good girl?” he cooed, sliding his tip in and out teasingly, hearing you gasp and moan each time he glided out.

“uh huh, yes sir I-i’ll be good for you,” you nodded, swallowing back the drool pooling in your mouth. “you’re all mine, right? not that poser?”

“no, never, never ever. m’all yours Øystein-aah!!” he pushed all of himself in you with one smooth glide, the stretch of his cock making you let out an almost pornographic moan, arching your ass up to him, his hands still holding your back down, gliding down your hips.

“Fuck baby,” he moaned, bowing his head as he gripped your hips, his thumbs making deeper imprints on your back dimples. Euronymous was never one to be slow and gentle, but he’d usually give you time to adjust to his size.

he didn’t do that this time, no :( he wasted no time, slamming his hips into yours recklessly, each blow hitting deep inside you, making you moan out, your face flushed hot at how loud you were being. anyone that walked by could definitely hear how much of slut he’s making of you. if anything, the thought got you wetter.

“that’s right baby, all mine, huh, pretty girl?” he huffed, pulling you further back onto him, hitting even deeper, knocking wind right out of you. your moans toppled each others, though you knew you were much louder.

he grunted and pulled you up against his chest, his right hand snaked around your neck. you yelped when he smacked you across the face, “baby. m’talkin’ to you.”

“s-sorry, m’sorry,” you apologized quickly, and god he loved when you got like this, all cock drunk and sloppy, barely able to hold yourself up, your legs shaking under him as he fucked you remorselessly, so eager to cum. it just sent him more and more over his own edge.

“yes, yes i’m all yours, only you—f-fuck—baby all yours, yoursyoursyours,” you fucked back, trying to messily match his thrusts as your orgasm approached, sharp whines and moans leaving your mouth. the paperwork on his desk was long discarded because of how rough he had been with you, Euronymous grunting above you, bending you back over with your head pressed against the desk, angling his thrusts to hit that spongy spot that always had you falling apart under him.

“that’s it baby, who do you fuckin’ belong to? huh?” he slapped your ass again, definitely leaving marks to pair with the other bruises on your body.

“you, all you Eur-ah-onymous, only yours I swEar,” your voice cracked as you moaned brokenly, hiccuping and sobbing with each deep thrust.

“yeah you fuckin.do.” he groaned, punctuating his words with a sharp deep thrust, making you cry out. and then the damn broke. your orgasm ran you over as he abused your sweet, spongy spot, your moans high pitched and airy.

nobody knew your body like he did, and he wanted to you know that, remember that, just in case something like earlier happened again. “oh fuck baby, o-oh! oh!!” you moaned, gripping the desk, clenching down on him.

he groaned, “I know baby, I know. you still think anyone could make you feel as good as this?” he grunted, though he knew you couldn’t pay attention as you shook below him.

he listened to your sobs, they egged him on, fucked up his rhythm, making his thrusts sloppy and unkept as he grew closer, digging his nails into your skin. “that’s it baby, cum on this fucking dick,” he leaned over, toying with your clit, drawing fat circles.

you were so overwhelmed with pleasure you almost forgot where you were as you squirted all over his floor and thighs, pornographic moans flying off your tongue as you squirmed under him, trying to collect yourself but he just kept toying with you, overstimulating you, pushing you over your limit.

he knew you couldn’t handle it when he played with you like this, but he loved hearing you cry, as nasty as it was. “Øystein it-it’s too much, too much!” you’d cry, cheeks puffy and stained, lips swollen, tears sitting pretty on your lashes, and he revelled in it.

“fuck baby, gonna ruin this pussy for anyone else, no one’s gonna have you,” he gripped your body as he chased his release, fucking you faster, his eyes glued to where your bodies connected, watching you suck him in each time, the squelching of your fluids and your own moans flying through his head.

“all mine, all mine, you got that? not his, oh fuck, oh fuckfuckfuck,” he kept slamming into you before you felt the hot ropes of cum shoot into you, shaky whimpers being heard from above you, his breath heavy as he tried to calm himself down with you.

he sighed, rubbing a hand down your back affectionately. “talk to me, you ok?” he whispered, pulling out of you gently, trying not to hurt you. you whined, feeling empty as he watched the globs of cum seep out of you. you nodded, flipping on your back, your legs open on the side of him as he put himself away.

“you were so good, my good, good girl,” he kissed your face and wrapped his arms around you, kissing the corners of your mouth, making you smile weakly. “you’re not gonna talk to him anymore, yeah? I know you didn’t mean to make me angry,” he cooed, rubbing your back.

you nodded, resting your head on his shoulder. “that’s my girl, sit tight,” he grabbed a old shirt and your underwear off the floor, realizing he ripped it. he cleaned you up and slid your underwear back on, tying the side that was ripped until you guys could get home for a new pair, he promised to replace them anyway.

to your surprise he walked out holding you close, his hand around your arm, people coming up to him asking where he was, and you know you two smelt like hot sex and sweat, but he didn’t seem to care, eyeing everyone down that looked at you.

a/n: i’m so sorry that was so long!! I got so carried away, but you guys don’t put in for R!euronymous like you should bc he’s SOOOOO hot!! but thank u for reading :3 dm for tag list or moots <;33

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kausstar · 4 months

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— ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ diamond eyes , euronymous .

female reader. rory culkin! euronymous. small smut nun crazy. ꒰ literally don’t listen to any music by mayhem so deftones title it is (: │drabble inspired by this post ! ꒱

he never payed much attention to the people who came into this record shop. they were almost always teenagers who were in “a phase”, as some of their parents would call it. they would pick up vinyls that he put up for “display”, also known as, for the posers who didn’t know what true metal sounded like. he expected you to be the same, maybe even a little worse since you didn’t wear a band t-shirt or jacket— but he gave you the benefit of the doubt.

you caught his graze as you walked deeper into the shop, even giving him a quick over-look before turning your attention to the line of records. your look didn’t shy him away from watching as you flipped through vinyls, and neglecting the magazine he had been reading. he was bored of it anyways.

the vinyls you plucked from the stacks were his best and fortunately, you recognized that. he approved of you until you picked a scorpions vinyl from one of many stacks, and his approval dissolved into disappointed. right until, you move another one that sat in the back in it’s place. the vinyl you’d replaced it with was one he’d released on his personal album.

after, you approached the counter and sat the four records you’d gotten on it. “wanna listen to it or buy it?” he asked, extending his hand to sit on top of the records. “buy it,” you replied, eyes scanning his face.

as he moves the pack them into a bag, he isn’t afraid to start up conversation. “i had that one on display before you moved it,” he tells, now moving the bagged records over to your side of the counter. you’re not clueless about what he’s referring to so you’re quick to reply as you bring your wallet out. “don’t see why. they aren’t any good,” you replied, shrugging, handing the respectful amount of money over to him.

“smart girl.” he points before sliding the money into the cash register and turning his attention back to you. “rare to find people who know what good music sounds like.” his eyes were practically burning holes into yours.

“guess i am one of kind then, ya?” you grin, eyes sharing a glance between his eyes n’ lips. faust lightly chuckles to himself at the two of you as he organized the vinyls a couple feet away. his chuckles gets øystein’s attention making him lose. you smile at your victory before taking your leave. once his graze his back to you, he can only watch as your ass moves in the jeans you’re wearing.

“what’s your name?” he calls, and you don’t even bother to turn around as you reply with your name. as the door shut behind you on your way out, he lets out a scuff once he realizes you never asked for his. “whipped already?” faust teases grin on his face as he passes behind øystein to get to his bed.

now, whipped would be a understatement. øystein adored when you’d give him attitude, acting as if he barely existed. to be honest, he liked when you would yell at him whether it was small, stupid or just because. he wouldn’t complain or yell back, just kiss you and tell you he was sorry and how he will make it up to you. the hard-on he’d develop from your yelling helping him with that part the best.

“what next, øystein?! gonna let her suck you off too?!” oh, and when you say his name through your teeth, he might actually have to really make it up to you. even though it wasn’t his fault that the girl was good at taking photos and he wanted them taken, and she so happened to be into him.

“m’ sorry, alright?” he’d move closer to you and kiss your lips. you would move your head away, cross your arms and practically pout at him. “that’s what you always say. want you to prove it.” and he did. slamming his cock into your cunt from behind as he leaned on top of you so you can really feel how sorry he is. allowing the constant rhythm of his hips and long thrust do all the convincing.

but sometimes that doesn’t always fix it. you’ll continue to throw side glances at him, roll your eyes at everything he says and ignore him for hours on end. then, and only then, will he just leave you alone to do your thing.

 2023 kausstar.

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iiheartsai · 2 months

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1:38 am

there’s probably going to be a dent in the wall with how hard euro slams you against it, his hands planted on either sides of your head keeping you caged in. his dark eyes stare into your soft ones, hardened by the anger that stirred up being in his presence. you raised an eyebrow and let out a breathless giggle, pulling him by his shirt collar into a bruising kiss.

this wouldn’t be gentle, but then again nothing ever was between you and euro. it’s been nothing but snide comments and hurtful remarks, mostly coming from him. hes always had something to say about the clothes you wear, how you’re a poser and don’t belong in the scene.

but right now nothing could pull the two of you apart. there’s nothing to stop you from biting euro’s lip so hard that you can taste the metallic taste of blood on your tongue. you hum as he growls, pulling at your thighs with a grip so tight it’ll leave bruises for days to come, but you could only hope.

he throws you onto the bed and you try to hide the burning feeling that settles at the bottom of your stomach that comes when he’s manhandling you like this. obviously, you can’t be the first one to give in.

“i really don’t fucking like you.” he says, yanking his shirt over his head before crawling on top of you.

“yea, you sure about that? you get this for all the people you don’t fucking like?” you say, giggling as you feel his hard cock pressed against your hip, you walk your fingers down to where his cock is straining against his pants, squeezing him a little tighter than what’s enjoyable just to see that look on his face, watching his body jerk away from your touch, “because i really don’t think so”

euro looks at you with an icy glare, ripping your hand from him and pinning it above your head, you look up at him and smile,

“shh shh, don’t worry baby, i’m only joking. i know how much you hate me” you say, shoving him back with your free hand to take your shirt off. you pull him back with a hand on the back of his neck, gripping his long black hair, causing him to groan in response.

he’s had enough of your mouth, he wants to remind you who has the upper hand in this lust fueled feud that’s been brewing for some time. he slams you flat against the bed, freeing you of your jeans and panties in one tug. he groans at the sight of you and frees his cock from the inside of his jeans.

when he finally pushes into you, it’s every bit of rough, raw, and desperate. the taunts and teasing you made before driving him to push into you deep, anger at how he’d let you get under his skin seeping into his thrusts as he fucks into you hard and rough.

“shouldn’t even let you cum,” he grunts out, when he presses deep brushing against that sweet, sweet bundle of nerves inside you.

“can’t or won’t?”, you say, clearly not resisting the taunt that was on the tip on your tongue, “trying to threaten me now to save your ass when you can’t make me come later, that right øystein?”

his jaw clenches at your words, once again letting you get under his skin control his actions. which is why he pulls his hand back and slaps you across the cheek. his face twists into surprise as you moan out, back arching off the bed.

“you like that? fucking slut.” he does it again, this time shoving his thumb into your mouth. his chest rumbling with a moan as you suck, looking up at him through your eyelashes

a/n: sorry if this seems rushed, it started getting too long and i didn’t know how to end it lol! hope u enjoy <3

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kristennero-wallacewellsver · 7 months

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EURONYMOUS♡

(performance of rory culkin)

headcanons/notes because I watched lords of chaos again (English is not my first language)

♡- Euronymous is a compulsive liar, he would say anything to look good in front of you and he would support it until he dies or until it goes wrong

♡-He has a way with words to convince you, he manages to make you believe what he believes (although he changes everything to his convenience)

♡- If you are in a religion he will try to convince you that it is a form of oppression and you should get out of it, no matter if you are comfortable with it.

♡- He pretends to be a bad boy all the time when he's with you and his friends, but we know that when he gets to a private space he likes to cuddle up with you and watch some weird movie.

♡- HE HATES GROUPIES, so it is clear that he is a faithful boy who respects your limits, knows how to keep himself in line unless you allow him to go far.

♡- Although he enjoys chaos, it is clear that he has limits and would even prevent you from seeing the band's concerts or strange things that his friends do. He also wouldn't let you enter the circle with all those boys.

♡- a little possessive perhaps, he likes to have all your attention just for him

♡-He clearly likes to be in charge and be the leader, so

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chainsawgvtsfvck · 7 months

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Choke - Euronymous x Reader

Quick n dirty little thing I wrote bc I can’t stop thinking about him wrecking me.

Warnings: Unprotected sex, choking, light degradation, namecalling (whore, dog, etc), squirting

Euronymous had you held down on the couch, face buried between your legs and two thick fingers stuffed inside you, beating your g-spot mercilessly. His tongue lapped at your clit greedily.

He’d been at it for nearly an hour now, bringing you just close enough to the edge over and over again before backing off with a self-satisfied smirk. His lips and chin glistened with your juices.

You whined, weakly reaching for his hair in an attempt to pull his face back down.

“No, no, no…be patient.” He growled, nipping at your thighs.

“Øystein, m’gonna die…” you sobbed.

“Your cunt is twitching so much. It’s pathetic.” He murmured, slowly dipping his tongue inside you while the bridge of his nose nudged at your clit. You were so close it hurt, and he couldn’t get enough.

“What do you want, baby?” He cooed, “Want me to fuck you like the desperate little doggy you are?”

You keened desperately, unable to even form the words. Your cockdrunk expression sent electricity straight down to his dick.

Euronymous unzipped his jeans and tugged them down just enough to free his cock and gave it a few languid strokes while he took in the sight of you.

“Say it,” he murmured, “say ‘I’m a desperate little doggy and I need to get fucked.’ “

The words spilled from your lips before you could think about it, “I-I’m a desperate little doggy and I need to get fucked! Please, Master!”

He laughed at you and rubbed his cock head up and down your slit. His dick was so thick and slippery with precum.

He pushed in slowly - so slowly. He stretched and filled you so fucking good.

As soon as the head of his cock nudged your g spot, you couldn’t help it - you came, humiliated.

Euronymous groaned in amazement as your cum splashed his jeans.

“Did you just fucking cum from my dick pushing inside you? That is so fucking pathetic!” He cackled, unable to help himself from beginning to fuck you brutally fast.

You tried to cover your face with your hands, but he grabbed your wrists and wrenched them away.

“Bad girl,” he barked, “Let me see that stupid face.”

His pace was relentless and you felt like you were going to come apart completely. He slung your legs over his shoulders, allowing him to hit even deeper inside you.

“Cum on me again, little dog. I want it all over my fucking dick.” He growled through his teeth.

His hand snaked down to rub at your clit gently - somehow he always touched you exactly right. He could play your body like his guitar at this point, knowing each and every spot to make you gasp and squirm.

“Ah - right there!” You cried, fucking yourself deeper onto his cock.

“Oh - you little whore.” He moaned, wrapping one hand around your throat to hold you down while he pounded into you.

Your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks - you cried out at the top of your lungs as you squirted all over him.

“Oh my god.” He grunted in amazement. “You perfect fucking slut.”

His hips slammed into yours so hard it nearly hurt.

You whimpered and mewled for him, unable to form proper words as the head of his dick abused your poor overstimulated g spot.

“I should let the whole band watch me fuck you. Would you like that? Getting used in front of everyone like an animal.” He growled, raising a hand to one of your nipples to give it a sharp tug.

“Øystein, it’s too much!” You cried.

“But you were begging me to let you cum earlier,” He chuckled, “I think you can cum one more time, baby.” His hand moved down to your sore little clit to start stroking it gently. With his other hand, he pressed down on your lower stomach as he continued to rock his hips.

You sobbed at the overwhelming pleasure, barely able to form thoughts anymore. Nonsense syllables tumbled from your lips as your final orgasm was violently ripped from you.

“Oohh, fuck baby I’m gonna cum.” Øystein slurred, “Gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.”

“Please cum inside me Øystein, pleasepleaseplease.” You begged, suddenly feeling that you would die if you didn’t get to feel him cum inside you.

Øystein’s mouth hung open, feeling your pussy clench and twitch around him drove him over the edge. He buried himself deep inside you as he came, gripping your thighs hard enough to leave bruises.

He leaned down and kissed you gently before collapsing on the couch next to you to catch his breath.

“You okay baby? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He asked, reaching over to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear.

“You blew my fucking mind, baby.” You giggled.

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