rant about some bullshit i saw a long time ago sorry. it's about mayhem. if you know anything about blackmetal you will understand what i mean. mentions of suicide and murder and h*tler
still thinking about this. why would he say this? dead killing himself and euronymous being victim of a murder does not make either of them exempt from criticism, and it's up to YOU how you want to perceive them: it is not a moral failing on OTHER PEOPLE if they don't think of them as fucking Blackmetal Martyrs or something. and the last part about how they were "just idiots" (as if that also exempts them from criticism) and "NOT HITLER"? AN EXTREMELY WEIRD COMPARISON TO MAKE IN ANY CONTEXT? the whiteness emanating from this
Edit: reading this over it's just so ridiculous. why does the death of these two completely random people warrant any kind of special treatment towards them? it's history. am i supposed to preface everything i say about them with a message wishing their loved ones peace? I DONT EVEN KNOW THESE PEOPLE. THEY WERE PUBLIC FIGURES.
Edit 2: and the overgeneralization of mayhem's detractors being people who "don't know anything besides rumors and lies" is so jarring... you didn't know them either in their lifetimes... and it makes me question what kind of things, said about mayhem, he Does accept as truth
Edit 3: MOTHERFUCKER I FOLLOWED YOU FOR YOUR METALHEAD SIMS 4 CC YOU COULD'VE KEPT THIS TO YOURSELF
P.S. this is a new screenshot that i just took. this post has been up since december and the day that i unfollowed that motherfucker. has he read it back since. especially the part about hitler that really questionable section about...
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protective, jealous Euronymous x reader (Rory Culkin)
(828 words)
Øystein and Y/N record his guitar solo in a studio as another , unknown, perfomer joins them in the room. Jealousy gets the better of Euronymous and consumes him completely as a fight between the two men enflames.
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Euronymous, the renowned musician and mastermind behind Mayhem, sat in the dimly lit rehearsal room, strumming his guitar as his girlfriend listened intently. The air crackled with creative energy, their shared passion for music binding them together. Their love had flourished amidst the chaotic and dark world of black metal, where Euronymous reigned as a true icon in her mind.
But on this fateful night, a rival musician entered the scene. Tall, brooding, and mysterious, he was known for his mesmerizing guitar skills and a captivating stage presence. In comparison to him, Euronymous looked like a total poser as he was smaller and not as buff built like the stranger. His eyes lingered on Y/N, her ethereal beauty drawing his attention like a moth to flame. The infamous rival wasn't the first guy who found himself oddly attracted to her yet he was the most outstanding.
Euronymous, ever the possessive lover, felt a pang of jealousy ignite within him. He watched as The tall massive metalhead approached Y/N, his charming smile concealing a hidden agenda. He introduced himself to her while his words dripped with insincere charm, Euronymous tightened his grip on his guitar, his knuckles turning white.
Y/N, though flattered by the attention, remained loyal to Euronymous. She admired Øystein's rivals talent but recognized that her heart belonged to the man whose music had touched her soul from the very first moment. Yet, the intensity of Euronymous' jealousy grew, threatening to consume him.
Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Euronymous stormed over, his eyes ablaze with a mix of fury and insecurity. He grabbed Y/N's hand, pulling her possessively towards him. The tension in the room was palpable as the two musicians locked eyes, a battle of wills silently raging between them. The thick atmosphere was so tense that could cut through air.
"Euronymous, you're hurting me" Y/N whispered, her voice filled with concern as he grabbed her with such a force it shocked her.
Euronymous took a deep breath, his fingers relaxing their grip. He realized that his insecurities were unfounded, that her devotion was unwavering. He nodded, his eyes softening as he embraced the weak, almost scared voice of hers.
"We go" Øystein uttered to deescalate the atmosphere, ending their session for the day. As the two of them wanted to exit the studio, the stranger raised his voice.
"You're not man enough to satisfy her like i could" The tall blonde brought out to provoke the situation further, in success. Y/N eyed her boyfriend with a concerned look as she knew those words wouldn't leave him untouched.
"Don't" she begged but Øystein just couldn't let anyone talk to him like that as it fueled his burning rage even further. Without a warning, he lunges forward, throwing a powerful punch at his rival's jaw. The stranger then swiftly ducks under the blow, countering with a lightning-fast kick to Euronymous midsection. The impact sent him stumbling backward, but he quickly regains his footing. It was clearly visible that the tall blonde guy knew how to fight. Nonetheless Øystein didn't care as anger controlled him. They continue their fierce dance, trading blows with calculated precision. Each strike lands with bone-crushing force, their grunts and heavy breaths echoing through the rehearsal room.
Euronymous manages to land a solid punch to his rivals ribs, causing him to wince in pain. However, he retaliates with a series of rapid strikes, hitting Øystein. The both of them had bruises cover their faces yet they were so hurt in their ego and tough image of the evil bad guy, they wouldn't budge to accept defeat.
"Are you two children?! God stop already" Y/N hissed in disbelief of them fighting over nothing, which left the two unbothered as they were focused on each other.
In a final, desperate move, Øystein launches himself at the buff blonde, tackling him to the ground. They grapple with each other, rolling and twisting, each struggling for the upper hand.
Just as he thought he had the chance they got distracted by the door being swung open.
In the end the owner heard their sounds of Y/N cursing, questioning their intelligence, and the fighting noises. He wasn't amused about seeing small splatters of blood on his rug and such inappropriate behavior at his place so he kicked the three of them out. The tall metalhead nod with a hint of acknowledgement in addition of him quietly exiting the room, leaving Euronymous and Y/N alone. Together they shared a sigh before packing their stuff and also exiting the studio.
"You're such a jerk why would you even sink to that level?" Y/N brought out as it was a useless fight in her opinion.
"I'm man enough for you, now he knows that too"
(maybe to be continued with another one-shot of her treating his wounds?)
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