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Hi! Whatsup! Could you write a Necrobutcher (mayhem ofc) x fem reader ,where necro gets jealous (maybe over a guy talking with reader idk) like, make necro idk, possessive but in a cool way. Idk

You can make it smut,fluff, anything lol, (not angst)

Thx

I was hoping someone would request Necro, he's so underappreciated I adore that man.

(I also apologise for how long it's taken me to answer these, and I'm so sorry to the first anon who asked for Serj Tankian x reader, I never did get 'round to writing that. I've had a lot going on and this is the first time I've been on my Tumblr in months, I'll try write that at some point in the future)

This will be a friends to lovers, I hope that's alright with you, if not, give me a shout and I'll edit it so that Necro and reader are already in a relationship. This is also written in third person (most of my fics will be, I prefer third person)

Also this is meant to be REAL Necro, not Lords of Chaos. (I fucking hate that movie)

Pairing: Necrobutcher (Mayhem) x fem!Reader

(This is set pre Pelle's death)

Plot: (Friends to lovers) Reader goes to a nearby convenience store to get some cigs and unexpectedly bumps into Necro. The cashier gets a little too friendly with reader...

She sits up in her bed, reaching into her bedside cabinet drawer for a pack of cigarettes. She sighs, realising she's all out. Oh well, the convenience store is a two minute walk away. She gets up groggily, pulling on a pair of boots and walking out the front door.

The door of the store swings open and she steps inside, noticing a familiar face in the corner, by the alcohol aisle. "Jørn?". He looks up, grinning once he recognises her. "What are you doing here at this hour Y/N?". He walks up to her and gives her a slightly awkward side hug. He's wearing the same torn jeans and leather jacket he always wears. "I needed some cigs," she replies, returning the hug. He nods, "Of course you did. I'm here for some whiskey and coke, Euro's been drinking it all, but what's new?". He gives her a wink and returns to the drinks aisle. She walks up to the counter, grabbing a pack of cigs. "Just these, thanks". The cashier looks her up and down, leering. "I could give these to you for free y'know, sweetheart?". He gives her a suggestive look. She cringes. "Oh, um, no thanks. I can pay-", she's cut off, Jørn rests a hand on her shoulder. "I'll knock your fucking teeth out you son of a whore," he stares at the cashier coldly. The cashier scoffs, snatching the money from Y/N's hand. She grabs her cigarettes and walks out of the store, Jørn close at her heels. Once out of the store, he wraps an arm around her waist, glaring ahead aimlessly. She raises an eyebrow. "Chill, it's just a man being.. A man," his apparent anger confuses her somewhat. He hisses, pulling her closer. "No one - no one - is allowed to look at you like that, except me". He presses his lips to hers, kissing her roughly. Her eyes widen, it takes her a second to realise what's happening. She's apparently not against it though, returning the kiss eventually. He pulls back, looking calmer, and slightly apologetic. "Was that okay? I should've asked first-", now it's her turn to cut him off, pulling him into another kiss. He wraps his arms around her waist, smiling into the kiss.

This was really short, I'm sorry, lmk if you'd like a part two! (If yes, I'll try do some smut in the next part).

I hope this wasn't too awful, I didn't really proofread it. You'd think someone who's been writing for over three years would be a little better at it.

#the true mayhem #black metal #fanfic #x reader smut #metal music #norwegian black metal #trve kvlt #necrobutcher #jealousy prompts #necro is cute af I love twink-ish bassists

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is it okay if I can request a serj x male/nonbinary reader? Rn where I am is going through a MAJOR storm and I just want a small fic where the reader and serj are just snuggling through the rain on either the couch or bed or wherever!! This can be purely fluff by itself or it could be fluffy with smut! Whichever you wanna pick!!

(BTW: Take all the time you need!! I can understand if you’re super busy with anything!!^^)

my first ever request omg ilyy. I'm gonna start writing it right now, is nonbinary reader okay? I can write male reader if it's your personal preference though!

-𐕣𝕶𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𐕣

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Acts Of Sin

Pairing: Tom Visnes (King Ov Hell) x fem!student!Reader

Title inspired by:

Plot: Teacher-student trope because he's actually a teacher so this pretty much writes itself come on now. (Reader will be above the age of consent, so college student age). Once again this is written in third person because I find it less cringy and also easier to write in tbh idk lol.

Disclaimer: Romantic/sexual relations between a student and teacher irl is disgusting and I do not condone that in any way. This is a work of fiction.

Warnings: smut, student teacher relationship, fingering, edging, orgasm denial, mild degradation

Word count: 2,196

The sound of a bell snapped her out of a daze, signalling the end of this class. She shoved her books into her bag hastily and darted out of the classroom, bumping into multiple people in the hallway. She halted in front of another classroom door, flinging it open and darting inside. "English class doesn't start for another twenty minutes, Y/N." She ran to the front of the classroom and engulfed him in a hug. He was Mr Visnes, her favourite teacher. He chuckled, returning the hug. They had an overly friendly relationship for a student and teacher, some might say, which is why they took advantage of times like this when the class was empty. She buried her face in his shoulder. "Missed you," she mumbled. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smirked. "You saw me yesterday, did you not? And the day before that, and the day before that..." he teased. She rolled her eyes and sat down in his lap, an odd expression on her face. "Can I show you how much I missed you?" she grinned. He raised an eyebrow and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Go on then."

(Nsfw under the cut read at your own risk)

She lifted her skirt, a taunting smile on her lips. His breath hitched, noting that she wasn't wearing panties. "Naughty child," he shook his head. "I think you deserve punishment for this, brat," he smirked. Before she could respond, her bent her over his lap, covering her mouth with his hand. She looked up at him curiously, as his other hand travelled between her thighs. Without warning, he slipped his index finger into her dripping cunt. She yelped at the sudden intrusion. He hushed her, pumping his finger in and out of her tight hole. He pressed down on her clit with his thumb, smirking when she squealed and squirmed around in his lap. Her whines and moans were muffled by his hand as he slipped another finger inside her. He felt her walls clench around his digits and hastily pulled them out, staring down at her smugly. "Only good girls get to cum. And ah, would you look at that, English class starts soon," he smirked. She slid off his lap, hastily running to her desk. 'Later' he mouthed, a smug look on his face. "Later" couldn't come soon enough.

This sucked ass, I'm so sorry. Honestly I just wanted to write smth today but I'm not entirely in a writing mood so.. Anyways.

-𐕣𝕶𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𐕣

#black metal #abbath #king ov hell #x reader #teacher x student #smut #king ov hell x reader #gorgoroth #fanfiction #fanfic #this is cringy #i'm sorry #lemon #x reader smut #x reader oneshot #oneshot #orgasm denial

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Triumph

Pairing: (2015 era) Abbath Doom Occulta x fem! reader

Title inspired by:

The absolute lack of Abbath fanfic (black metal fics in general) has always pissed me off so it's only fair that my first ficpost on this account is an Abbath one.

Plot: a roommate au because I love the sexual tension roommate trope. You (reader) are his roommate. You two have never gotten along well but you rely on each other to pay the rent. When you're short on rent one month, Abbath offers to cover for it, if you repay him somehow...

Word Count: 8,171 (short, I know, but it's late and I'm moving house in a couple hours so I'm pressed on time)

Warnings: smut, blowjobs, throatfucking, cum swallowing, basic nsfw shit I guess. I'd advise against reading if you're a minor or just a pussy.

(Very cliché and unoriginal but that's just what I'm going for right now lol. Also this story is written in the third person)

She stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes groggily. She was suddenly alerted to the presence of another person. "I thought you were out of the house today," she sighed. The man, her roommate, sitting at the table sipped at a mug of bitter smelling coffee. "Change of plans, not that it's your business," he replied stiffly, not looking up. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, reminding herself that she was a grown woman and not a twelve year old girl. She could now choose between making a snarky comment in response to his cold reply, or say nothing and keep the peace. She chose the latter. Sitting in a chair, she turned her back to him. She opened a letter that came in the post this morning, her expression changing from one of mild annoyance to a grimace. She was a couple hundred short on rent this month. Reaching a hand up to her face, she rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed. She rose, retiring to her bedroom. Abbath spared a glance at the letter, which she had left on the table. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards slightly as he rose from the table, discarding his half drunk cup of coffee in the sink.

"Short on rent, huh? By quite a long shot might I say..." She glanced at the entrance to her room, her deadpan expression morphing into a scowl. Abbath leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. "That's none of your damn business," she spat. "Come now there's no need to be so rude," he retorted. She remained silent for a few seconds, then: "I'm still waiting for you to fuck off". He smirked. "You know I was ah, going to make you an offer but you don't seem to be interested," he clicked his tongue, sighing in mock disappointment. She was about to retort again, but paused. She sighed. "What do you want?". He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "It just so happens that I have a couple extra pennies to spare this month, I could pay the amount you're short on. But you'll owe me, big time," he smirked, looking down at her smugly. She desperately wanted to say no, she hated accepting help from anybody, let alone him. "What do you mean I'll owe you "big time"? What do you want from me?" she asked suspiciously. He waved his hand airily. "Ah, we'll come to an agreement later. Do you accept my offer?". She sighed deeply. She could either swallow her pride and accept his "help", which she was still very suspicious of - there had to be a catch - or, she could decline, and get evicted for not being able to pay her share of the rent this month. "I accept".

She laid back against the chair, feeling relieved. Her rent was paid for this month. But her relief was soon replaced by frustration. Now she owed him a favour, a big one at that. Swallowing thickly, she stood up and walked down the hallway, rapping her knuckles against the thick oak door. It swung open. "Yes?" he peered down at her, being a little over a head taller than she. She exhaled through her nose. "I'd like to repay whatever favour I owe you as soon as possible. I don't like being indebted to people, especially you," she grumbled. He chewed on his lower lip thoughtfully. "You could give me a blowjob or something in the very least," he said teasingly. She narrowed her eyes, trying to gauge if that was humorous or a legitimate request. He raised his hands in defence. "It was a joke," he said hastily. "Well you're hardly funny, cut to the chase and tell me what you want so we can be over with this." He folded his arms. "I don't know, I hadn't put any real consideration into what I wanted from you when I made that offer," he explained. "Well think of something," she snapped. His face hardened. "There's that bitchy attitude I hate so much," he sneered. Before she could respond, he held a hand up to silence her. "You know what, I wasn't joking earlier. Well I was, but now I'm not. Get on your knees," he grinned wolfishly. "You can't be serious?" she raised an eyebrow, taking a step back. "Relax, I'm not forcing you into anything. But you have my answer," he turned around, closing the door. She stood in the doorway, dumbfounded.

She sat on the edge of her bed, deep in thought. "Why am I even considering this?! I'm going to say no, of course.." she scoffed. 'But it's really not that bad, it's quick and easy. I can get it over and done with and put this behind me'. No! She held a strong dislike towards him, a hatred even. She'd never in a million years agree to that.

(Nsfw begins here, read at your own discretion)

She glanced at the clock in the hallway, it was one in the morning, would he even be awake? She shuddered and knocked once. The door opened. She inhaled sharply and glanced down, refusing to make eye contact. "I'll do it,' she muttered. Silence, then: "Are you sure? I don't want you to agree to anything unless you're entirely willing." She thought for a moment. "I'm sure," she mumbled. He stepped aside, inviting her into his room. She entered, finally making eye contact with him. A light pink dusted her cheeks as she quickly looked away. "Don't go all shy on me now, where's that snarky attitude of yours?" he grinned, placing a hand under her chin. She bit back a smile. "Shut up". She took a deep breath and reached forward, making to undo his belt. She glanced at him for permission and he nodded, leaning against the wall. He reached into his pocket, taking out a packet of cigarettes. He lit one and placed it in his mouth, resting his other hand on her head affectionately. His belt came undone with a metallic *clink*, she slid to her knees in front of him, tugging down on the waistband of his jeans. He took a long drag from his cigarette, keeping his eyes fixed on her, his left hand still entangled in her hair. She hooked her index fingers over the waistband of his boxers, slipping them down his thighs. He gave a small nod of encouragement, exhaling a cloud of smoke. She spat into her hand, wrapping it around his length and giving it a few pumps. She stuck her tongue out, giving the tip a hesitant lick. A mildly salty tasted filled her mouth. He inhaled sharply, continuing to stroke her hair. She rested a hand on his thigh, taking the first few inches into her mouth slowly, running her tongue along the underside of his shaft. He let out a soft, breathy moan, bucking his hips slightly, he took another long drag from his cigarette. She slowly took the rest of his cock into her mouth, moving her head back and forth at a steady pace. His grip on her hair tightened as his jaw clenched. "It's taking everything in me right now to not - ugh - fuck your damn throat until you cry," he grunted. She pulled back swiftly, glancing up at him. "I haven't got anything against that," she replied, taking his length back in her mouth. "Oh you like rough, huh?" he smirked, placing his hands on the sides of her face, he held her head in place and bucked his hips violently. She made a startled gagging noise, but didn't show any distaste towards his sudden mood change. He thrusted into her mouth repeatedly, picking up the pace, he moved one of his hands to cradle the back of her head, using the other one to hold her hair back. He kept a steady pace, slamming his hard cock into the back of her throat, it was sure to leave a nasty bruise back there. A bit of drool dripped down her chin and onto his thigh, prompting a smirk from him. He kept humping her face like a rabid animal, snarling and grunting, occasionally moaning. He let out a sudden groan. "Gonna.." he trailed off, as ropes of thick, white goo filled her mouth and throat. He gave a satisfied sigh, removing his length from her mouth. She swallowed his seed, somewhat appreciating the bitter-salty taste. She stood up, wiping her face with her sleeve. "That was... You did very well," he said sincerely. slipping his boxers back on. She faltered and blushed, not sure how to respond. He wrapped an arm around her waist, leaning down to give her a quick peck on the lips. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asked. She shook her head. He was silent for a while. "Would you maybe want to go for a walk together, tomorrow?" he asked hesitantly, looking sheepish. She glanced up at him in surprise but nodded quickly. "I would".

Christ almighty that was fucking terrible, but in my defence I ain't really done any writing like this so to speak of let alone smut in like two years so give me a break 💀☕️

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As promised, here’s that list of people I will/won’t write for, and also my boundaries etc.

Will do:

Smut✅

Angst✅

Fluff✅

Some averagely kinky stuff✅

x reader fics✅

platonic ships & fics✅

sodomy✅

Queer fics (f character x f reader, m character x m reader etc, I will write for non binary readers too. Please specify the gender you want the reader to be when you request or I will default to non binary)✅

Won’t do:

R*pe/Non con❌

Adult x minor ❌ (no weird pedo shit)

Anything that glorifies or sexualises severe domestic abuse❌

Pregnancy fics (I can’t I’m sorry.)❌

Shit kinks💀 (come on now..)❌

Vomit kinks (why.)❌

Foot fetish related stuff❌

Incest❌

furry/zoophile shit❌

vore❌

eating disorder/self harm stuff (I know a lot of people originally used this as a coping mechanism but it eventually evolved into the romanticism of anorexia and self harm and I do not stand for that.)❌

Might do, depends on the request:

Ships between two real people (unless they’re an actual couple I will probably be against this)

People/bands I will write for:

AC/DC (all members)

Alestorm (all members)

Abbath (all members)

Alice In Chains (all members)

Abbath Doom Occulta

Bathory (all members)

Behemoth (all members)

Billy Idol

Björk

Black Sabbath (all members)

Bon Jovi (all members)

Burzum (all members but it’s just Varg so this goes without saying)

Cannibal Corpse (all members)

Carpathian Forest (all members)

Courtney Love

Celtic Frost (all members)

Darkthrone (all members)

Disturbed (all members)

The Doors (all members)

Dream Theater (all members)

Evanescence (all members)

Foo Fighters (all members)

Ghost/Ghost B.C. (all members)

Gloryhammer (all members)

God Seed (all members)

Gojira (all members)

Gorgoroth (all members)

Green Day (all members)

Hanoi Rocks (all members)

Helloween (all members)

Hole (all members)

Immortal (all members)

Iron Maiden (all members)

Joan Jett & The Blackhearts (all members)

Judas Priest (all members)

King Ov Hell

KoRn (all members except David Silveria)

Lamb Of God (all members)

Lana Del Rey

Limp Bizkit (all members)

Marilyn Manson/Marilyn Manson & The Spooky Kids (all members)

Mayhem (all members)

Megadeth (all members)

Metallica (all members)

Misfits (all members)

Morbid (all members)

Motörhead (all members)

Murderdolls (all members)

My Chemical Romance (all members except Bob)

Necrobutcher

Nickelback (all members)

Nirvana (all members)

Old Funeral (all members)

Ov Hell (all members)

Ozzy Osbourne

Pantera (all members)

Powerwolf (all members)

Pearl Jam (all members)

Queen (all members)

Rammstein (all members)

Rob Zombie

Repugnant (specifically Mary Goore)

Ronnie James Dio

Rotting Christ (all members)

Sabaton (all members)

Serj Tankian

Sirenia (all members)

Slaughter To Prevail (all members)

Slayer (all members)

System Of A Down (all members)

Type O Negative (all members)

Twisted Sister (all members)

Tool (all members)

Varg Vikernes

If there are any members I’ve excluded it is most likely because I fucking hate them. If you submit a request for someone and I refuse to do it then it’s either because: it makes me uncomfortable to write for said person especially if it’s smut, I don’t know enough about them to write a fic or I hate them. It’ll probably be one of those three reasons so please understand and respect that. If there’s someone/a band not on this list or the “won’t do” list, it doesn’t necessarily mean I won’t do them. I might have simply forgotten to add them so please ask.

I will also write for certain non-musicians such as historical figures and/or fictional characters. Give me a shout in requests and I may or may not be willing to write for them. As an example, I will write for Manfred and Lothar von Richthofen. Not musicians but I adore them.

People/bands I will NOT write for:

Any kpop bands.

Any actors/actresses

Deftones (there’s no negotiation. I will not write for Deftones. End of discussion.)

Blink-182 (same as Deftones)

Falling In Reverse (Same reason as Deftones)

Yungblud (come on now. Be serious. Be so for real.)

Panic! At The Disco (fuck no.)

The Beatles (no.)

Mötley Crüe (no❤️)

Tokio Hotel (nothing against them but no thanks)

One Direction (come on.)

C*rey Taylor/most of Slipknot. (I will write for Joey and Jay though, my pookies)

Mindless Self Indulgence (foul ass band I despise all of the members)

And when I said I won’t write a romantic fic between two real people I meant it. Platonic is more than okay, we love some platonic bandmate fluff but beyond that is a fat no unless they’re actually married/dating. So it goes without saying that I will NOT write Davisdurst, don’t even start. Do not.

- 𐕣𝕶𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𐕣

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