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josibunn · 7 months

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some soft R!Euronymous hcs :3

a/n: thank u sm for 100 followers omg :( ure all so sweet and I love writing, keep coming with asks! they’re so fun. here’s something sweet for my man

tl: @vanlisbon @cc-luvr @monkeyfart @444rockstargf @bambi-horror (there was another but the user didn’t come up, I think it was around u1traer0tic xx)

euronymous who ties your shoes for you, sure it embarrassed his circle everytime, but he didn’t care. he always had you covered. “hold on,” you go to bend down but he stops you with a short “I got it” before crouching and lifting your foot onto his jeans, tying them with a hum. “you’re fuckin’ whipped dude,” “this is so fuckin’ stupid” his band mates would say, but he’d snap at them as he got up, holding you tight on him before continuing leading his crew

euronymous who always makes you bundle up in cold weather, ignoring your pleas of “but my skirt” and “i’ll be fine it’s not that bad out”. “it’s 50 out there, get that fuckin jacket and that hat, go.” he’d tap your ass as you huff and walk past him, coming back out with a stomp in the gear he’d told you to get. “better?” you’d say snarkily, but he’d just zip your jacket and adjust your hat, kissing you between your brows with a smile, “better. cmon.”

euronymous who always brake checks his pals when he catches them staring, especially when you did something unknowingly provocative, like when you lean over the counter to get something and your skirt rides up, or when you walk around the den in a bra. “hey,” he whispers to hellhamer, snapping his fingers. “keep lookin’, i’ll rip your eyes out your fat face. turn the other fuckin’ way.” and he doesn’t correct you or tell you to put a bra on, he just discreetly fixes your skirt and let you go about your day

euronymous who, surprisingly, does the most for you after sex, especially after he goes too rough on you. bundling you up, making you something to eat, whole nine yards. “you gotta use that safe word if i’m too mean, ok?” he hands you your coke as he pulls you back on his chest, covering you in blankets as if you already didn’t have his sweater on. “you weren’t, I like when youre mean.” you kiss his cheek as he wraps his arms around you. “of course you do, but for real, let me know if it’s a lot. you know i’ll stop for you.” and he rests his head on yours as you watch whatever movie that’s playing.

euronymous who seats you on his lap when in that crowded fucking band van, a tight grip on your waste, sometimes tapping his fingers along to the music. he even wraps the seatbelt around you both, and you can’t help but giggle when you feel his boner underneath you because the bumpy road makes you bounce on him.

with that being said, euronymous who powers up for a gig with you, all jumpy and jittery as you bounce with him, telling him things like “you’re gonna look so fuckin cool,” “they’re gonna be looking all at you.” and he eats it the fuck up, all blushy under that corpse paint. “you’re gonna do so good baby,” you kiss his shoulder, not wanting to get any paint on your lips. “gonna do so good,” he whispers to himself, shaking his hands. “I look cool, yeah?” “of course, they’re gonna love you. all you.” his bandmate let’s you two know it’s time, and he kisses you, even though he knew how much you hated having the left over paint on you.

euronymous who can’t help but blush when you get all possesive over him, feeling you glare at him when he signs something for a few girls, them touching all on his arms and necklaces. and of course you weren’t gonna say anything in public, but he was in for it when you two got home. “you know it didn’t mean anything baby,” he laughs, shutting the door behind himself. “it’s funny? you think it’s fuckin funny??” you tap your foot, arms crossed. “no!” he continues to laugh, coming up to hug you but you push him away, going to the next room. “it’s just for the fans, I don’t love them I love you,” he follows you, watching you get undressed angrily. “of it was really like that you’d push them away, maybe tell them to fuck off for once, you love the fuckin’ attention don’t you!” you huff, spinning around to face him, but he’s just got that stupid grin on his face. “baby, cmon. they’re just some posers who want a little autograph from someone as big as me, you know I don’t care,” this time you let him hug you, planting soft kisses on your neck. “mm,” you hum, rolling your eyes. “you better tell them to fuck off next time,” and he does <;3.

I love love looovd himmmm :3. I love making him soft, and you guys always tell me I write him so good like DUHH he’s MY boyfriend🙄. its so funny i’m making him sweet when the next fic of him is literally so perverted and nasty😭. hope you enjoyed!! mwah mwah mwah

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #x black reader #euronymous smut #lords of chaos smut #lords of chaos #euronymous #mayhem #eurory prompt

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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 1 year

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British news report on Black Metal

#British news report on Black Metal #vhs #v h s #metal #heavy music #black metal #90's #90s #marduk #burzum #mayhem #Cradle of Filth #burning church #The Principle of Evil Made Flesh #Those of the Unlight #news #t.v.#my gif #my edit

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horrorwomensource · 8 months

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Samara Weaving as Melanie Cross • Mayhem (2017) dir. Joe Lynch

#mayhem #mayhemedit #horroredit #filmedit #samara weaving #sweavingedit #femalegifsource #femalecharacters #userladiesofcinema #userladiesblr #dailyflicks #horrorgifs #ours*#gif #films #mayhem (2017)#melanie cross #melaniecrossedit #by jamie

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altar-ov-plagues · 1 year

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Mayhem (1997)

#mayhem #maniac #black metal #gif

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madamemaximoff06 · 5 months

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The 4 most attractive characters from the “Lords of Chaos” movie:

And you can’t change my mind

#rory culkin #culkin cult #lords of chaos #euronymous #faust #mayhem #mayhem band #dead mayhem #pelle ohlin #oystein aarseth #Jan axel #hellhammer #Bård Eithun #jack kilmer #valter skarsgård #anthony de la torre #Madame's rambles

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juliawvicker · 3 months

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“Hello, Derek? My name’s Mark. I’m a psychologist working with the CDC. Can you hear me? I was just told that you were under a bit of stress right now, so I wanted to check in on you. Can we talk? Can you tell me how you feel?”

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spectra-bear · 11 months

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Art dump consisting of: hand doodle page, animation, and lined art of friends' sketches by @giantrobotslug & @thegunnsara 💜

(insp for holly below + og sketches)

#rottmnt #azzy art #motorcity #texas motorcity #julie kane #motorcity julie #mike chilton #holly motorcity #claire motorcity #casey jones #casey jr #future leo #mayhem #rise mikey #rise leo #rise raph

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blueberrypancakesworld · 11 months

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I love your Lords of chaos stuff and would really like if you could write something about Euronymous dating a girl who has a completely different aesthetic as him (girly, pink, super sweet and innocent) it can have smut . And if it could talk about how the dark circle feels about their relationship and stuff. Thank you and would truly love it.

Okay so this was really, really fun to write because of the dynamic. I hope you like it and as always have fun reading :)

Princess and the Vampire

warning : big fluff, use of Y/n

masterlist-Lords of Chaos 2018

masterlist-Rory's characters

Second Part

Diclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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The two couldn't have looked more different when they entered the shopping centre. The young woman was dressed in bright colours, but most of all it was her pink top that revealed her silver belly button piercing with a little Hello Kitty pendant on it that drew attention. not to forget her blue jeans with the colourful flowers sewn on them.

A typical glittery girl of the nineties from the outside. If she hadn't intertwined her fingers with those of a dead man. Next to her, a young man with longer black hair, black leather trousers, jumping boots and a T-shirt with satanic symbols on it. Two completely different people who loved each other more than anything else.

She heard him mutter to his friend, who was now giving the tenth pensioner a death stare and scaring him off with ,,Hail Satan". But this only made his friend smile, which is exactly why she loved her friend. While he was him and they both accepted each other as they were. Pink and girlish and dark satanic.

Like Yin and Yang she thought and jumped beside him before they arrived in front of a jewellery shop only a few moments later. ,,You dragged me here for this...well then, if you want" he grumbled and she just giggled before pulling him behind her. She was grateful that he came along to her little shopping trip, as she knew he didn't think much of trends and the mainstream.

Which is why she gave him a kiss on the cheek which made him smile slightly. ,,So again, I hope you're prepared to be kicked out of my shop," she heard him say again and knew what he meant. Since you got together about a month ago he had been telling his friends/band/admirers that he had a girlfriend but it never came to a meeting.

You were just too different for that and Euronymous was sure that the circle would tear you apart. Even though you met by chance in an ice cream parlour and he got your strawberry ice cream and you got his dark chocolate ice cream, something clicked between you.

Turning to him and smiling confidently, she said, ,,I don't wear pink heels for nothing, you know," before turning back to the chains. ,,I just need one more thing and it's perfect" she thought and looked from star symbols, to little flowers and musical notes. ,,How about this?" she heard his voice and he held out a necklace with a skull on it.

Smiling but rolling her eyes slightly, she pushed the necklace back into his hand and said, ,,That would look good on you, my sweet vampire, why don't you go and get it?".

Looking a little further through the shelves she let out a squeal of delight and Euronymous covered his ears before coming over to her and smiling. ,,OMG she's cute, look at those little ears!" she exclaimed, practically pushing the necklace with the Hello Kitty pendant into his face, which he could more than see.

Taking his hands up with conviction, he looked at the necklace and said quietly, ,,Yeah, it's kind of cute," which she confirmed with a knowing nod before they went to the checkout and bought it. ,,Wait, I'll help you" the black haired man said and while she held her hair up slightly he fastened the clasp so that the necklace was in place.

She went to one of the shop windows and looked at herself in the rather bad reflection. ,,That looks super cute" she said delightedly and smiled a big smile at Euronymous who returned it before the two of them took each other by the hand again to make their way to the record shop.

Spraying her perfume, which smelled of cherries, around her one last time and putting it in her little pink bag, she saw Euronymous give her a murmuring smile before he opened the door for her and the two of them went inside.

There was no one in the shop itself and she saw her friend's brief relief as he ran his gaze over the plates before stopping at the path to the cellar. ,,Ready?" he asked, pulling aside the curtain where she could already hear the loud music coming from downstairs. Fixing her hair one last time, she nodded to him before following him downstairs.

She had only been in the basement a few times when the coven didn't have a meeting. But it definitely lacked colour in her opinion. Overcoming the remaining steps, she stood next to Euronymous with a broad smile. ,,Nice man, a hooker, didn't know this was going to be an orgy" was the first comment from someone wearing a bandana and grinning broadly.

The others laughed and she saw that it was not the first and not the second beer they all seemed to have had. ,,You must have paid the little one a lot," she heard the murmur of someone with long dark brown hair who was playing with a lighter and had a challenging look on his face.

That's the guy from the interview in the newspaper...Varg or something she thought, but didn't let the remarks get to her, she was above these things. ,,Or is she our victim, I really want to do it again" said a guy with long hair and a knife in his hand that flashed in the light who was sitting next to a guy with a heel cross chain. Before she noticed a blond, quiet, thin-looking guy she recognised as Pelle/Dead.

Euronymous's best friend as she knew. Just normal nice people. ,,No guys...this is Y/n my friend!" Euronymous interrupted his friends and followers and put a hand on her shoulder and pulled her close. She waved to the group before giving Euronymous a kiss on the cheek and pulling out of his embrace before walking over to the various guys.

She was more than ready. ,,Hi I'm Y/n...nice bandana where did you get that?" she asked the first one, shaking his hand eagerly before pulling the bandana hanging around his neck towards her. ,,It comes in pink too, I hope," she murmured and let go of him again with a grateful look. ,,Of course you can get it in pink in all colours...Hellhammer we could go and get some together" he replied quickly to her cheerful manner and shook her hand before returning to his beer and giving Euronymous a thumbs up for her.

Before she went over to the one with the lighter and shook his hand as well. Intrigued, she ran her hand over one of the soft strands of the boy's hair and said, ,,Wow, they're really soft...you must tell me about your hair care routine".

This seemed to throw the stranger slightly off track, but almost in spite of himself he began to write his routine on an old sarviert. ,,Here, it's not expensive at all, I'm Varg, by the way, I also have nice hair," he said and suddenly seemed almost embarrassed and quietened down before he sat down on a chair again and was quiet.

Putting the serving dish in her little bag, she went over to the boy with the knife. ,,You have a cute smile...what kind of sacrifice is that?" she complimented him and made a happy noise as she saw his cheeks turn a bright pink and he just put the knife away and shook his head slightly. Before he calmly said, ,,I'm Faust...not a victim, just a joke" and quickly took a long hit of his beer.

Nodding, she shook the hand of the guy next to Faust with the necklace before proudly holding it out to him. ,,You definitely need one with Hello Kitty, the colour would suit you," she said, and only heard the more than overbearing guy mutter an ,,Occultus" before leaning against Faust and giving him a searching look. Before she almost killed poor Pelle, who looked as if he would throw himself into Faust's knife.

She grabbed his face and turned it slightly from left to right. Before she said to Euronymous, ,,My little vampire, you never told me how pretty he is, you're missing make-up", she let go of Pelle and bounced happily back to her friend, who was watching the whole thing with a big grin. Before he pulled her to him, gave her a heartfelt kiss and wrapped his arm around her waist.

No one dared to say a word. ,,I see you are very good with the boys" he said delightedly and she just smiled proudly. To be more precise, she had the boys so well under control and she was so excited about herself that the evening ended in a Disney marathon, that's for sure.

She wasn't the one who cried at the death of bambies mother, but a certain black coven did. And since then she has been the pink shining exception of the black circle or simply the pink princess of black metal.

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@mayhem-things , @bvg-w1res , @beldamama

#lords of chaos 2018 #lords of chaos #lords of chaos euronymous #rory culkin #mayhem #lords of chaos pelle/dead #lords of chaos faust #lords of chaos hellhammer #lords of chaos varg #big fluff #fluff #cute girly #girly #reader is female #use of y/n

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cimmerian-war-shrine · 2 months

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#mayhem #black metal #depressing shit #depressiv #per yngve ohlin #pelle ohlin #pelle #dead #lords of chaos #depressive black metal

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josibunn · 8 months

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Sick n nasty.

hihi!! my minds been FILLED with euro, and how nasty he’d be with you. sick reader x euronymous, he won’t leave you alone bc he wants a kiss so he takes it. smut! obvi, super gross sorry, uhh lotsa praise, lovesick, pussy drunk euro, L bomb dropped and makes him go crazier :3 he just can’t resist you like this ): comment to be on a tag list and rq are always open!

there was a flu going around, almost everyone in the circle had caught it or just gotten over it. you caught it, but euronymous hasn’t. and as stupid as it is, he prides himself in being the last one standing.

“you still feelin’ bad baby?” he asked softly, coming into your shared room with a cup in hand. he had been taking care of you, even though you told him to stay away. he was feeding you, bathing you, helping you with your skincare, you felt like a granny in a nursing home, and he was your hot goth nurse.

“yeah,” you frown, “can you turn the air down? my toes are blue..” you wiggle your toes out of the blanket for him to see, and he chuckled.

“poor baby, don’t die on me,” he rubs your head as he sets the drink on the nightstand, wrapping you back up in the covers. you loved how affectionate he was being, you were bathing in it, even if it was because you were sick. I mean, sure, you were his girlfriend, and he treated you as such, but now you were his sick, helpless girlfriend. he couldn’t not be cute towards you, you were his stray sidewalk cat.

“i’m gonna make you some food, ok? need somethin’ hot on your stomach,” he rubbed your leg as he bent down to kiss you, but you turned your head, “no, you can’t.”

he pauses. “..why’s that?” “because i’m sick, and if you kiss me you’ll get sick too, and I don’t want you to feel like this,” you shook your head as he raised back up.

“i’ve been around you all day, i’ll be fine,” he leaned back down, but this time you held his face away, “Øystein, you can’t. you’re gonna get infected!” you kept pushing his face away as he tried to overpower you, holding your thighs. he was succeeding, your weak arms barely doing anything.

before he could put his lips on you you moved to the side on the bed, covering your face, making him sigh deeply, standing back up. “it’s for your own good Øystein,” you say from your hands.

“..i’m gonna make your soup, when I come back you better give me a fuckin’ kiss, sick or not,” you heard his feet run down the stairs and you sighed, whining knowing he wasn’t gonna let up.

you bundled yourself back up, matching whatever movie was on and sipping your tea he made. you were in his shirt and your panties with like, four blankets atop of you. he was being so caring, and it made you feel so warm. euronymous wasn’t the type to baby you, not in public at least, but it was like he was a totally different man.

you could hear him coming back up, “when I went to the store, the spaghetti noodles were black, because it’s fall or some shit. for the next few days we’re gonna have the metal-ist spaghetti ever,” he sat your soup and his coke on the little end table, and his enthusiasm made you giggle.

“thank you for takin’ care of me euronymous,” you smile, rubbing your puffy eyes. “if you’re gonna die, it’s gonna be from that suicide pact, not some fuckin’ flu.” he leaned in to kiss you again, but you held his cheeks away.

“Euronymous no!” you giggle. “you’re gonna get sick!” “[y/n], I don’t fucking care. gimme a goddamn kiss,” he puckered his lips, and you laughed again.

“it’s for your own good,” “I dont get sick! i’ve been around you for days and i’m fine,” he gritted his teeth, and then he grabbed you by your throat, making your breath hitch before he pulled you back and kissed you roughly, your legs falling limp. he knew you couldn’t resist him when he choked you.

you whine in the kiss, “Øystein..” your hand holds his wrist softly as he squeezes your throat, making you gasp and moan. “just one kiss baby,” he whispers, his hand holding your legs apart with a tight grip as he slid between them.

you felt yourself salivate, god you felt dirty, you were going against everything you just denied him, but you couldn’t help it, you loved how he manhandled you to his liking. the holding your legs apart, the choking, the forced kiss, the way he wouldn’t let you pull away, it made you braindead.

“open,” he commands, tapping your legs. you obey mindlessly, exposing yourself to him. your white cotton panties did nothing to hide your wet spot he’d created. “you’re so messy baby,” he chuckled lightly as he continues to kiss you, hand still on your throat as his lengthy fingers ran down your clothed pussy, rubbing you, making your legs jolt and you let out a tiny moan.

“ya’ think this pussys sick too, princess?” he coos, looking down into your eyes as he tugged off your panties, watching you shake your head dumbly. he loved you like this, so helpless n stupid, it brought out something primal in him.

“she’s so swollen n teary, think she needs a little home remedy, yeah?” he makes you look into his eyes as he slides a finger in, watching your eyes widen as you suck in a breath, letting out a loud moan soon after, a grin plastered on his face.

“you’re so nasty,” you sigh, mouth falling open with moans falling out as he slowly pumps his finger into you, his eyes low and lustrous. “so you don’t want my help? but she’s so under the weather, shame,” he stopped.

“no,” you shake your head, a hand on his shoulder, “n-no keep goin’, please,” you whimper, pulling his hand closer.

“that’s what I fuckin’ thought,” he slipped his second finger into you, making you yelp and arch your back, bringing your legs higher as you watched him finger fuck you, his lip tucked between his teeth as he could feel his cock strain against his pajama pants, already making a mess of himself with all the precum that was leaking from him.

he watched your face, your mouth agape and your eyes shut, brows knit together as whine, hand holding the back of his neck and holding him closer. “you’re so, so pretty like this baby,” he smiles, you break him down to bits, everyone teases him for how soft you make him. he just can’t help it, you’re his princess, his baby.

“i’m all sick and gross,” you frown, your eyes foggy with lust as you looked into his eyes that were probably heart shaped, he was so whipped by you. “no, no you’re so pretty like this,” he scissored his fingers inside of you, and your eyes widened and rolled back along with your head, letting out a loud, drawn out moan, hands tightening on his skin.

“oh euronymous, øystein,” you moan, chest heaving. “fuck me. fuck me. please baby..” you whine desperately, lip pouty as you sniffled. his cock jumped at the sight, curling his fingers so they’d be in a bunny ear shape. you were already a nasty puddle of your own slick, chasing your release as you grinded lazily on his fingers.

“fuck you? but you’ll get me sick baby,” he taunted, pushing your chest softly to lay you on your back.

“euronymousss,” you whine, looking up at him as you rested on your elbows, and he chuckles at you, sitting up on his knees, pulling his hard dick out from behind his pajama pants, his tip red oozing for you.

“i’m kidding. don’t worry your pretty little head, ok? i’ll make you feel better,” he lulls you, rubbing his tip against your puffy clit and down your folds, gathering your wetness.

he almost slid in easily had he’d been so big, but as always his stretch knocked the wind out of you as he inches into you slowly. you let out a drawn, “ooooooh fuuck,” eyes closed and brows furrowed, head thrown back as you arched off the bed. he held your legs up by your thighs as he bottomed out, watching you engulf his size so well.

“always do it so good for me baby, so good,” he tilts his head as he watches your pussy clench around him, a small blushy smile on his face. “take it so well, even when you’re all sick and sloppy,” he leans down and kisses you, simultaneously pushing your legs further up and to your chest, sinking his cock deeper into you once his lips collided with yours, and you couldn’t help but moan into his mouth, holding his bare back and the back of his head.

he fucks you slowly, each deep stroke laced with love as he kissed you nastily, his tongue all in your mouth dancing with yours, spit covering your guys lips and around the mouth. you pull away for air, a string of drool connecting you two, breathing heavily as you look into his eyes, both of your eyes low and pupils blown, moaning and groaning into each others mouth. he was definitely getting sick after this.

“oh baby, ohh baby,” you moan shakily, a desperate look on your face as he nods, you didn’t even say anything and he understood, he knew how bad you wanted him, seeing as you two haven’t had sex since you got your bug. “I know princess, I promise,” he whispers, biting his lip.

you two were so close, your boobs pushed against his chest, your shirt being the only thing against each other. his nose bumped yours each time he rocked into you, and his hair was the only thing in your peripheral vision as it hung down. your love for each other was nauseating.

“you’re so good, s’good t’me,” you slur, mouth agape and your tongue slightly out. “love you, love you so much baby,” you moan, and the way he looked at you made your tummy flip.

“yeah? you love me baby?” he nodded, eyes steady on yours. “mhm, love you so much, so so much,” you smile, holding him closer.

he swallows hard, “fuck,” he ducks his head into your neck. “damn fuckin’ right you do.” he starts to slam deep into you, catching off guard, making you choke on your breath and moan loud and high, eyes widening.

“Øystein!” you moan out, nails digging into his back as he rams into you, abusing that sweet spot. “my baby loves me so much, yeah? loves me so much,” he mumbles in a breath, wrapping his arms around you and shoves you down onto his length to match his thrust, your body arching to his chest and your toes curling, legs falling limp as he fucks you stupid.

you’re barely able to moan, babbling nonsense as your orgasm runs through you, shaking around him and scratching down his back. “fucking deserves it, ain’t that right?” he breaths, knowing you can’t answer. “you fuckin’ deserve it, my pretty girl. good girl,” his lips smoosh against your shoulder, sort of drooling. he was on cloud nine, the only thing in his head being the repeating mantra of you telling you you love him.

“good fuckin’ girl, my girl, that loves me,” he says and groans loudly, squeezing his eyes. “baby, baby i’m gonna cum, oh you’re so fuckin’ good,” you moan, tears rolling down your cheek as you shake and squirm around him, euronymous not letting up his pace.

“mm, mmm yeah, cum baby. cum on this fucking cock, cock that you love,” you almost giggled at how he just kept repeating those words had you weren’t so overwhelmed with pleasure, squeezing him and lying your head onto his. “that’s it baby, yeah. so fuckin’ good for me.”

he lifts up and grabs your face, smashing his lips back onto yours, one of his elbows keeping him up on his side as he slams his hips into yours brutally, your moans high and broken as you try kiss back. “m’gonna fuck you up,” he rasps, kissing you hungrily as he moans, and you could tell he was close with the way his thrusts got harder and slower.

“gonna ruin you, my girl , loves me, fucking god,” he babbles as he pulls away, grabbing your legs and ramming into you a few good times before cumming hard into you, groaning shakily into your mouth.

you two huff n puff as you try n come down together, euronymous laying atop of you and holding you in his arms, mumbling against you as you hold him, eyes shut.

“hey.” he turns his head to look up at you. “you really love me?” he asks, cheeks pink and eyes wide. “mhm, love you so much.”

he nodded, blushing even more as he smiles sheepily, “I love you too,” he giggled like a girl, laying on your chest.

this is probably my fav one so far, so sweet I love making him sweet :3 I hope you enjoyed! also I hc R!euronymous walks around in pajamas with no underwear🤓☝🏽

#x black reader #rory culkin #rory culkin smut #euronymous smut #lords of chaos smut #lords of chaos #euronymous #mayhem #eurory prompt

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