#Faust!Valter

[miniisunshine]

I can't stop thinking about the fact that Lords of chaos succeeded to bag a culkin AND a skarsgård brother in the same movie

JUST LOOK AT THEM

[alicentburton]

[madamemaximoff06]

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

And you can’t change my mind

[blueberrypancakesworld]

NSFW - Alphabet - Faust

warning : +18, minors don't interact, it's getting steamy under the cut

masterlist

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

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A = Aftercare (how they are after sex).

°He is one of the best aftercare providers in the whole circle and among his friends (which is not too difficult when you know how the whole band defines affection and devotion and thinks of healthy relationships). Since the first time you slept together, he has pulled you close to him after sex, his hands tracing little circles over your skin, and even if he is quiet, you will know that he is grateful.

°Even after short laps due to lack of time, when he or you have to leave, he will at least hug you and give you a kiss so you won't forget him.

°,,You were amazing...as always".

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B = Bodypart (his favourite part of you and them)

°The other thing he loves is his hands, which he knows you love too, not least because he is more than skilled with them and knows what to do, and you just seem so fragile in his eyes in his hands and under him. The other thing he loved about himself is his height. He's taller than you, and that fact that you don't just have to look up at him slightly to look at him, but he just towers over you in everything he does, he loves that. Like the big bad wolf and the little red riding hood not knowing what's happening to them.

°He loves your hair whether you cut it short or long, even if he thinks long is best. Not only does he like to run his fingers through the soft strands and twist them back and forth between his fingers. He likes to grab you tighter, forcing you into a deep kiss or onto your knees. When he takes you from behind and pulls you against him like this. He just loves to control you like that.

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C= Cum (anything to do with cum)

°He just loves to cum all over you no matter where. On your belly, ass, back, legs, arms, hands or face he doesn't care where. The main thing is on you.

°He finds it more than arousing to watch the white sticky liquid spreading down your body, smearing it with his fingers just to try it himself and to see your fascinated and excited look.

°,,You look arousing".

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D = Dirty Secret (self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

°An open secret that he wants to do sometime, no matter what the circumstances. He wants to kill someone together with you, to be more precise, he wants to see you kill someone, splattered with the victim's blood, the knife in your hand. Still the knife in your hand, the blood warm and sticky on your naked body so that he can still take you on the spot.

°A fantasy or rather something in him that he hides is his side that wants to give itself to you. He loves to dominate you, to be the active part of the sex and just take control. But in him, this idea that you touch him tenderly, caress his cheek, treat him almost maternally and tell him how good he is. How good he is for you and how beautiful he looks under you. In short, to be dominated by you and to be submissive is something he wants to do but at the same time clashes with his gaze. That's not dark, is it?

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E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

°He has so much experience that he's not completely inexperienced when it comes to your first time together.

°But even though he doesn't have the full experience, he is incredibly active in learning. He will ask and observe, he just wants to be perfect for you. Share your experience with yours. Especially going from a rather cautious lover to an active, dominating one is a goal he has set for himself since the beginning.

°,,l see what I've achieved...your pretty eyes are all suffused with lust".

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F = Favourite position (without saying you know what it's about)

°Doggy = He just loves to watch you slowly stretching into position. Your pretty body on the bed presenting itself to him. When he moves to you and lets his hands move over the warm skin of your back before he penetrates you. He just loves to either bury his hand in your hair and pull you against him. That thin line of praise and pain. When you can't take it anymore and you're just held up by his hands on your hips while the bed scrapes against the wall over and over again.

°Bow = When he kneels between your legs and pulls you lightly against him just to see not only you lying completely in front of him on the bed, but to feel your legs clinging to him just to get a little more of the pleasure. If you don't interlock your fingers, he can run his hands over your torso. Turning to your breasts, your hair, your expression of lust and arousal. And to your neck, around which he will put his hands more than once, increasing the pressure, feeling your fast heartbeat underneath. it's incredible.

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G = Goofy (are they more serious at the moment? are they funny? etc.)

°Sex is nothing too serious for him. He sees it as an important connection because of trust. However, for him it is not something to be worshipped completely. It's a time for him to have fun and love you more than a way to make love.

°However, I do think that he will bring a few jokes and comeatres before and after the act in order to close the mood or to initiate/improve it.

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H = Hair (how shaved is it? Does the trunk match the apple? ect.)

°It's the same colour as on his head, although a little darker depending on the light, but you can hardly see it.

°He is actually always quite shaved, especially since he usually just takes it with him when he showers. But there are also days or weeks where he just doesn't care and if you don't care then he doesn't care either.

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I = Intimacy (how are they at the moment the romantic aspect)

°Even if sex is not the most intimate or equally valuable thing for him, it doesn't mean that he doesn't allow romance during it. He can be very romantic.

°During the moment, he uses most of his words to show you what he thinks of you, sweet words of praise to flatter you. When he's not sleeping with you, he'll give you little gifts, whether it's movies, cds, VHS tapes or a new collar that he promptly tries out.

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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

°Several times a week it doesn't take much. Before he met you, porn magazines and videos were usually enough for him. But when he saw you at a Mayhem concert, each of the actresses blurred into your image and each victim became you. He can't remember a time when he broke almost every VHS tape, so often he imagined himself with you.

°But also in your relationship when you make love to each other or put it into some kind of foreplay or show it excites him immensely. Simply the degree between teasing and pure fascination is something he appreciates and loves about you.

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Kink = (one or more of the kinks)

°Breath Play = He just loves to put his hands not only around your body but also around your neck. The thought that he can kill someone like that and watch his victim die not only fascinates him, it also excites him. But he loves you, which is why he lets you pass out in the worst case (which happened once and he didn't care about you afterwards because he was afraid you would leave him). Which is why he loves to just put one or both hands around your neck and feel your heartbeat quicken by the second as he fucks your brains out.

°,,Your pulse is faster than usual, is my dick that good?"

°Knife Play = The knife is his constant companion next to you. Whether it's a quickie and the blunt or sharp side is pressed against your body. Or in a long night to leave beautiful stripes and stripes on you. Getting the blood through the blade and kissing and sucking it away. There are so many possibilities he wants to try. Or you can take the knife and hold it to his neck, a new experience that shouldn't excite him as much as he thought.

°,,You taste fantastic, just everything about you my sexy blood bag".

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L = Location (favourite place to do it)

°The beanbag in the record shop is his favourite place to sit next to the couches in the basement. Since the beanbag is adjustable depending on your weight and how many people are sitting or lying on it, Faust loves to add a little extra experience to your sex. But most of all, it's funny if he slides off the beanbag so quickly, which makes for a few laughs.

°His room where he can lock the door and just have you to himself without anyone coming in or the music being so loud that he can't even hear you moaning. Which is why it's one of the safest and most comfortable places for him.

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M = Motivation (what turns them on)

°Gore = Whether it's a picture, a video/film or the laundry, as soon as he notices something like that and is completely immersed in it, he feels the excited tingling glide through his body before he almost frantically looks for you to watch it together with you before his hands have already sunk under your clothes and he secretly starts to go for what he wants. You can already feel his excitement, but you like to play the game of innocence over and over again.

°Blood = Whether you have accidentally hurt yourself or he has hurt himself or someone else. The smell and the image that shows itself to him is simply arousing. He doesn't know how to describe it himself, but after his first kill he has this feeling inside him to do it again and the excitement he felt seems to continue to exist.

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N = No (something they wouldn't do, dismissing)

°Vanilla = It's not that he completely rejects just making love to you without any toys or little challenges is just not really arousing for him so he tries to avoid it. But if you want it that way, he will try to make it that way and slowly try to bring you closer to his desires.

°Latex = One material, or at least something of which he is not aware, is latex. With leather he is totally into it, he loves to touch the cold leather, to put your neck in the form of a collar or to feel the leathery handle of his knife. But latex is the exact opposite. It's just too hard for him to hold, let alone put on you comfortably. He likes the texture even less and it always feels to him like he's touching a cold, non-sticky gum. It's just not his.

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O = Oral (preference whether giving or receiving, skill, ect.)

°He loves it when you pleasure him like this, he can bury his fingers in your hair and give or keep control as he pleases. He just loves to let you do it and see if you tantalise him a bit or not. Not to mention that he can still put the collar on you and wipe away the rest of the cum with his fingers to try it himself if you haven't swallowed it all. But you still get the rewarding kiss and the praise.

°,,Fuck-ah you're so good-ah in that."

°Similar to Dead, he is completely fascinated by this. He'll hug you from behind and derig you onto the bed, only to get off you and immediately get down on his knees and practically rip your clothes off and treat himself to the best there is. He's more than just concerned about giving you a good time, he's also concerned about your reaction to him. Whether in the form of your moans and pleas, the slight trembling of your legs, everything is reward enough for him. Especially when he leaves little red sweet burning scratches on your thighs with his fingernails. He just likes to hold you in spite of everything.

°,,You're sexy as hell when you beg to come".

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P = Pace (are they fast and hard? slow and sensitive? etc.)

°He is usually a mix of both, initially rather slow and almost cautious. Always watching and observing how you react to him and how you sink into lust.

°But as soon as the lust and excitement has clouded his brain, there's no stopping him. It's not for nothing that the wood of his bed is already slightly scraped by the constant banging against the wall.

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Q = Quickie (their opinion on quickies, how often etc)

°Yes, he is definitely a fan of quickies because they are good for settling down and go fast which is doubly good when he doesn't have too much time.

°Not too often, it depends on how much time you both have, before a concert and you've got about twenty minutes to go. In a side street before you go to the record shop why not? Or after a concert in the backstage area everything is inside.

°,,You, me and the dressing room over there?"

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R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

°He doesn't really have any experience in experimenting. The relationships before you were really just dull and lacklustre. But with you, since you've been together, you've both been experimenting with each other.

°He almost never says no to taking a risk, whether it's something new or a quickie. Unless it's a bad time and/or it's something he doesn't like at all or something you don't like.

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S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long can they last?)

°He has more than just good stamina and strength which is not least due to the fact that he does at least some training because murdering a person just like that takes time. But as for the sex, at least 3 rounds are possible, of course, depending on how much you both feel like it. But it is certain that the night is long.

°,,That was only round two, but you can't go another round, my sweet".

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T = Toys (do they have toys? do they use them? on their partner or themselves?)

°Knife = His knife, which he always carries with him everywhere, has become his favourite sex toy as well as a murder weapon. After you two have become familiar with it, he uses it almost all the time. Little red stripes on your body are part of it. This narrow degree of lust, the fear of stabbing and the thought of committing murder simply excites him. Even if he should hurt your skin, he immediately covers it up with his lips kissing the wound and the words of praise.

°,,You mean so much to me, I mean look at how beautiful you are".

°Collar/Leash = He likes to use this on you in the doggy position when he doesn't have your hair in his hand he will use it with pleasure to pull you towards him. Running his fingers over the cool leather that nestles against you simply triggers a desirable kind of desire in him.

°,,Shit, you don't know how good you look".

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U = Unfair (how they love to tease)

°He likes it especially to see how you react to it. Be it like I said in a bar with Mayhem and he lets his hand go under the table and puts it on your thigh.

°,,What's the matter, sweetie?"

°But even if you start to tease him, even if it's just a suggestive look, he'll go for it and it's almost a make out session which is commented on by the others rolling their eyes.

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V = Volume (how loud are they, what sounds do they make, etc.)

°He is loud at least when he knows you are alone. Because then it's almost too dangerous for him to get caught, especially if it's in a busy place. But even then, with a certain alcohol level, he doesn't care in the end.

°Moaning loudly. He is not ashamed of it and will tell you and others within earshot how good you are and how incredible everything feels.

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W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

°The thought of you two committing murder together, since he got away with one for now, is more than stimulating to him. Imagining what weapons you would both take, pick a victim and just do it. Together it must feel wonderful - at least he's convinced of that.

°Shoot a snuff film with you, you hold the camera while he does the deeds and they are real and not acted out. The porn sequences in between you both shoot with pleasure, the only question is which of Mayhem and the coven may be the lucky cameraman.

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X = X-ray (let's look under the clothes)

°He has a happy trail that is just as dark as his hair and is clearly visible depending on whether he keeps it or rides it off. From the size 16cm/6,29921 he is well equipped but from the width his diameter is the thickest of all not only the band of the whole group. You can get your fingers around it but they only almost touch.

°He knows he is good looking. He knows he turns you on and you find him attractive. He knows you're watching him, and not just when he gets out of the shower with a towel around his hips, his hair wet, and you watch every drop of water as it glides over his skin. He fucking loves it.

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Y = Yearning (how high is the sex drive?)

°High. Very high. Even if you can't tell by listening to music or watching movies for hours and talking about his fantasies. But in between all that, he's all about you.

°Especially when you are together in the basement of the record store or at his house his hands are always on you. A little play with your hair strand and sweet perverted purring words. His hand on your or your thigh to your centre or your breasts he is all over you.

°,,Fuck...I mean the sight of you...how about we get out of here and well you know".

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Z = Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

°There are two possibilities the first is that he takes a long time to fall asleep. Which is more likely to be because he either watches a movie or starts talking to you about anything afterwards.

°The second possibility is that he falls asleep immediately afterwards. Of course after all the aftercare but when you have adjusted your pillow and are about to ask him something you don't hear anything from him except a little snore. A big grizzly bear sleeping gently next to his little lamb.

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

[lords-of-mayhem]

Things I'm normal about. Things I'm sooooo normal about

[therealcalicali]

Valter Skarsgård as Faust - Lords of Chaos, 2018

[girl-2004]

Hi! I was wondering if I could request a fluff fic with Faust? There is almost nothing for him😭

𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓

𖤐༺𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭༻𖤐

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Faust X GN!Reader(no pronouns used)

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: Yes

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Euronymous asks reader to work a shift at Helvete…

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: None :)

𝐀/𝐧: Hello everyone! This is my first fic on this account, I hope you enjoy. Also, my ask box is open for questions, fic requests and more. I hope you enjoy!

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 435 words.

I arrived at Helvete after getting a call from Euronymous asking if I could work a shift. I, being my people pleaser self, said it was no trouble so I threw on the closest pair of leather pants and band shirt, put on my socks and boots and got in my car.

Which brings me to now, I was standing behind the counter, watching two teenagers look around for a vinyl.

“Couldn’t you have worked today?” I asked Faust as he had his eyes fixated on a horror movie.

“Nope, he asked me to work a shift yesterday,” he replied.

“And there’s something wrong with you working twice?” I rolled my eyes and the teenagers approached the counter, “Just these?”

I was met with a simple nod from them.

“Yeah, there is a problem with it, I hate working in the store.”

“Whatever,” I shrugged, “here are the records and your change.”

About an hour and a half had passed and only a few more people came into the store. However, Faust had somehow convinced me to sit next to him and watch horror movies with him.

“I don’t even know how you can watch this stuff,” I mumbled.

The only reply I got was a ‘shh’ from him, followed by his hand on my mouth.

I stuck my tongue out and licked the palm of his hand causing him to yank it away and dramatically wipe it on his shirt.

“You’re so gross,” He mumbled.

“You’re grosser. And weirder,” I rolled my eyes.

“I’m not the one who licked my hand,” he argued.

“Yeah, I’d be concerned for your mental health if you did,” I laughed.

“Oh, that’s where we draw the line?” He raised his brows.

“Yes.”

“Mhm, shut up and watch the movie already,” he huffed.

“Ooh, Faust being bossy-“ I was cut off by his lips meeting mine, silencing my rambling as I kissed him back.

“Wanna shut up now?” He smiled.

“If it means I get another kiss, yeah,” I smiled back.

“As you wish, jenta mi.”

We reconnected our lips, deepening it while my hand made its way to his hair.

Sadly, we were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. That someone being Euronymous.

“Fuck, Øystein!” I exclaimed.

“How much work was actually done?” He raised a brow.

“We had quite a handful of customers. It’s been quiet for about two-ish hours,” I replied with an embarrassed smile.

“Okay. As you were, don’t let me disturb you,” he winked and went into his office.

“I hate him sometimes,” Faust laughed.

“Any one with a brain does,” I laughed too.

[ohmelinoe]

Valter Skarsgård as 'Faust' in Lords of Chaos (2018) - appreciation post

[juliansjss]

“ WHEN YOU GET BACK ON A SATURDAY NIGHT . . . AND YOUR HEAD IS CAVING IN “ | Faust ! |

Warnings : fem!reader, public sex, p in v, softdom!faust, blowjobs, honestly pretty vanilla if I’m being completely honest. (I do not support the actual person, or the band mayhem, just Valter playing a part.)

admin note : it’s Julian and all I’m saying is I have a new found love and appreciation for Valter, and idk where it came from

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The day had started fairly normal. You and the taller man had got there around six PM, the place was bumping with people. The fair has always been one of your favorite places since you were a child.

Everything from the greasy food, and the spinny rides, you loved it all. It screamed of nostalgia and childhood. You loved it, and you made it abundantly clear. Yet, it was still pretty shocking when Faust came with the idea to go together, as somewhat of a date. It came as a major shock, since that kind of thing didn’t scream him. But it screamed you, and he knew that. It was something you had brung up multiple times since the two had been together.

So that’s how you ended up, a large lemonade cup in one hand and the man’s hand in your other. He however, stuck out like a sore thumb. The man’s dark and moody aesthetic clashing against the bright yellow and pink that was spread across the park.

He rubbed your hand, even if it wasn’t his scene, it made you happy and that’s all that really mattered.

The first ride you got on, was a simple one. The music express, a classic, as Faust said. You agreed. The two of you get in, him on the outside of the ride. As the ride begins, you cuddle on his side as the ride moves you that way anyways. It was a sweet couple of moments, having fun without worry about anything else.

The night went like that on multiple rides, until you found some seats to watch as the sunset and fireworks began to go off. The two of you cuddled into each other, a soft kiss tucked into your head by the man. A happy smile on both of your faces as the night began to calm down.

Most of the children that had been there before, were gone by now. Mostly replaced by older teenagers and adults. It made everything slow down. The two of you felt more comfortable being outright romantic. From kissing to his arm wrapped around you, in a protective embrace. The smile plastered on your face was enough to last for days.

The two of you walked around a little more, playing games as most of the rides were closing down as it hit close to 10:30pm. It was time to go, you knew that.

“Can we get some late dinner?” You said, moving your head to look up at the man, with a curious expression.

“Of course,” he mumbled quietly, “what are you thinking?” He said, looking back down at you.

“There’s a diner about 5 minutes away? Heard they got good burgers” you said, with a soft laugh.

“Sounds great.” He said, returning the soft smile on his face.

The two of you walked to his small car, putting your stuff in the back seat. And drove down to the small diner, there were about 3 other groups of people, which wasn’t all that bad.

The both of you got a small booth, close to the window. The waiter came up to you both, taking your drink order.

A water for him, and a sprite for you. Pretty normal for the both of you. Then once that was brought to the table, the both of you ordered.

The dinner went pretty smooth, the two of you paid and sat up.

“Can you come with me, real quick?” He mumbled against your head softly.

You nodded quickly, a little confused as he dragged you into the family bathroom quickly. That’s when you noticed the strain against the man’s jeans. Oh. That’s what it was.

“That’s so sweet.” You mumbled, staring up at him, “can’t wait to take me until we get home?”

The man shook his head, as he kissed you deep. Lots of tongue. God it was so hot, you couldn’t even lie. The risk factor, his tongue pushing against yours as you flushed against the wall.

His hand, pushed under your thigh and your leg wrapped around his hip, the position reeling with passion and lust. And that’s all that was there.

“Fuck, you’re so hot. You wanna suck me off?” He whispered, he wasn’t the greatest at dirty talk, but that was okay. It didn’t matter when the want pushed through him like none before.

“You know I do.” You said, getting down on knees, shimmying the cardigan off your shoulders, to land at your back and the wall, before taking the straps of the lacey black tank top off your shoulder, pushing them down to let your chest show, moving to unclip the deep burgundy bra off.

A deep primal groan came from deep in his throat as he saw the scene in front of him, grabbing your chin, leaning down to kiss you roughly once again. “Don’t be too loud, got it? Can’t get caught.” He whispered, and you knew it was more for what was bound to happen.

A soft nod came from you, as he began running your hand up and down his cock, a smile plastered on your face as you watched the man above you. His long hair falling in front of his eyes, watching you like a hawk.

You stroked him for a while longer, before leaning down to lick him, softly at first before you began grabbing his thighs to keep yourself grounded as you thrusting him into your mouth, his soft groans and grunts, like your own special music to your ears. You continued thrusting him into your mouth with a big smile, taking it with no fear as he tangled his large hands in your hair.

“Mm, fuck. I’m gonna cum.” He whispered out, his hands tangling in your hair tighter, making you squeak out a moan, you nodded as permission for him to do just that.

And that’s what he did, cumming down your throat with a deep groan, he grabbed your chin roughly and you opened your mouth, showing none of the cum left over. “That’s a good girl.” You smiled as he helped you up.

Maybe it was a bit gross to be on your knees and giving a blowjob in a random diner at 1am, but it wasn’t really the worse place the two of you had fucked, and you knew what you were getting into when the two of you had gotten into a relationship, it was okay.

“Wanna fuck you, baby.” He whispered against your ear, as you began stroking him once again.

“Want you to fuck me.” You said, humming as you continued until you felt him get hard under your touch, didn’t take too long.

“See what you do to me? Get me so worked up, so quick.” He mumbled against your neck, as he began littering it with hickeys bubbling up against the skin. He grabbed his wallet, grabbing a condom from it. The picture of you two, smiling brightly as you kissed, from behind the packaging.

He slid it on as quickly as possible, tossing the wrapping in the trashcan not too far from the two of you. As he pushed himself into you, you let out a soft yelp. It never got old, the slight stretch against him.

“That feels good, stay still for me, pretty girl.” He whispered in your ear, and you listened, how could you not with the sweetly sick tone?

So , you just nodded as he began to thrust slightly into you, not too quick, but not fast enough at the same time. You looked at him and he looked back at you with a knowing look, thrusting into you a bit faster as he brought his hand up to cover your mouth, as he began leaving more hickeys, down your body, stopping at your chest as he took your nipple in his mouth.

The moan you let out could have very well been from a porn, the mumble against his hand. He snapped, still not detaching his mouth from you, but bringing the hand to rub your clip even faster than his thrusts. The some whimpers and groans coming from the bathroom, was quite definitely the reason you heard the kitchen staff becoming increasingly louder as they cleaned up for the night. You would feel bad about it, but for now you were far too concerned with the pleasure between your thighs to give a fuck about what was happening behind that door.

“Fuck, please.. I’m gonna.. cum.” You said breathlessly, mumbled and whiny, as you watched the man in front of you.

“Me too, sweetheart. Cmon, that’s okay.” He mumbled, finally taking his mouth from your boob, taking his hand from your mouth to kiss you deeply.

You moaned into his mouth, as you finished against him. Your heart beating out of your chest as he groaned against you, finishing in the condom.

You both caught your breath as he took himself out of you, and as he threw the condom away.

“I love you.” He whispered, as the two began to clean up.

“I love you too, thank you for the sweet date.” You said, standing on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek.

[ill-skillsgard]

sent a tell about some selfies valter posted on twitter a few years ago, i found this one but haven’t been able to find the others ):

thought i’d send it anyway!

Omgosh thaaaaanks! This is great 😍

[carcinoph0bia]

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[alicentburton]

ride the lightning

loc!euronymous x f!reader • drabble

As usual it was a cold and cloudy day in Oslo, and a quiet afternoon in Helvete: Euronymous was focused in his office while Faust was restocking vinyls in the shop, and she was quietly watching a film in the corner, lying down with a magazine which she flicked through when the film got boring.

A gasp caught the attention of the young woman, who wasn't an employee there but had the privilege of being at home because she was close to them. She turned her head and looked up quickly to look at Faust, who was holding a record. When she saw that he was fine and nothing serious was wrong her head returned to its original position almost without thinking, but then she turned her head to look at him again, focusing on the disc he was holding. He turned to look at her as well, both eyes and mouths wide as saucers, smiling a huge grin.

"No fucking way!" she said seeing the green disc her friend held in his hands as she dropped the magazine and stood up to approach him, almost laughing with excitement at the surprise: a green edition of Metallica's Ride the Lightning, a very rare and badly printed factory version.

"Euronymous!" said Faust calling his friend out of his office as he set the disc on the counter.

"Øystein!" she mimicked.

"What?" he asked from there, raising his voice as they did so that he could be heard.

"Just come here, fuck!" she insisted almost in a hurry, even though the disc wasn't going anywhere.

The aforementioned, as he defeatedly got up from his chair and left his office, thought for a moment that it was some letter that had arrived. He even thought for a second that maybe they were looking at a newspaper with some crime committed by Varg on the front page. He thought the same thing when he saw them standing around the counter, Faust on the outside and she on the inside, where he ended up as well, standing beside her and staring at the disc in astonishment.

"It's your lucky day! You can sell it at a premium, I'm sure some collector will buy it at a good price!"

"No, it's for you," he said, calm and determined.

"What?" She asked confused.

"It's your favourite band, your favourite record," he said as if it was obvious that she had to keep it.

"I already have it, I don't need it," she shook her head, "and you need the money."

"I appreciate that you care about my finances," he said, holding back a small laugh, "but they're my problem. Keep it, I insist."

Knowing them and seeing that it was going to take a long time, Faust rolled his eyes and continued to replace the discs as if nothing had happened.

"No, it's yours."

"And I want you to have it."

"I don't want it, thanks."

"You're such a Metallica fan that you even write these things called fanfics, you go to Sweden every year and when Cliff died it was like they killed your mother, who else deserves to have this record more than you?"

"It's not about deserving, it's about the fact that I already have it and it's yours. And you need the fucking money more than I do."

Euronymous was about to protest, but Faust opened his mouth first to say:

"Fuck, if you keep this up, I'll take it."

[happypanda101]

It goes unnoticed by the scowling teen, but something in taunting blue eyes shift. Playful smile dropping slightly. Before she knows it, the shadow of Emperor's tallest member looms over her. Trapping her in a blanket of shadow as he lumbers over to the aisle she’s in. Sudden pressure against her forehead make Nora’s eyes cast upward, seeing how the man’s brows furrow as a rough hand pushes against her warm skin, holding still for a moment.

“You’re sweating.”

“Oh, I had no idea.”

He makes a face, pulling back. “Are you sick?”

The mixed matched haired girl swallows thickly. “Yes, I am.”

Blue eyes narrow in on the the smaller teen judgingly. “Then why the fuck did you show up?”

Little snippet for the oneshot I’m working on for my Lords Of Chaos fanfic before I actually try to take a shot at writing the fic.

I liked the idea of making little pieces that don’t really fit into the fic into a little series to lighten all the angst that’s most likely/will happen lmao.

Anyway, Faust being himself but actually caring for once. Nora just wants to work even though she feels like shit (she’s sick). He wants her to go lie the fuck down.

And as always-

Please note: Lords Of Chaos is an inaccurate movie based off of an inaccurate book based on real people and real events. I don't condone anything that happened. This fic is the closest I will get to RPF, and is only because I'm interested in the black metal scene/like the music. This is just for fun because the movie is a guilty pleasure of mine.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Hey there! I really like your Faust shorts. Usually I’m nervous about requesting stuff, but I wanted to ask. Do you think maybe you could do Bard and a younger fan reader who’s been helping out at helvete for a job? He calls her “little lady,” both because she’s younger and way shorter than him lol. Maybe some of her bullies come into the shop and start teasing her, but then scary tall lanky boy comes out with the scary dog energy and scars them off? And when he sees that she’s kinda upset still about what happens he offers to let her pick out the horror movie they’re gonna watch together. Just cute platonic stuff with a smug of a crush on readers side lol

My little Lady - Faust x fem!reader

warning : alcohol, cuddling, use of a knife and gun

Info : Hi hi thanks for the request anon don't be nervous the only bad thing that could happen is a ,,No". So have fun reading this and hope you and others likes it ;)

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Helvete was the place to go if you were looking for like-minded people, weirdos, crazy people, satanists or simply a distraction.

It was a store for freaks, for people who didn't want to belong in society and didn't do so. A store that was nevertheless a home for very specific people.

A home that became a place where all the freaks could meet to be just that. Freaks. It was the store where the little lady stayed, at least that's what Faust always called her.

The younger employee who initially only helped out at the weekend was now an employee and a member of the store. At first, the boys had almost laughed at her when she came in because of her size she almost seemed to still be at school.

Although this was not the case, it was an unusual view, but by the time she proved herself on the drums and especially in her knowledge of music, she had the respect of the group. Her knowledge went so far that she only had to hear one note to know which song and band it was.

A talent that the biggest of the group, Faust, found particularly amusing. When he wasn't asleep, at home or watching horror movies, he was always in the store and a friendship soon developed between the two of them.

What started with a ,,Here, let me help you" and him taking a box from her to put it on the highest shelf usually ended with an extended evening in the store where they both listened to their favorite music.

She gave him a new knife for his birthday and he gave her a pair of boots with heels. Heels that made her a little taller, but not quite enough to even come close to her.

But she loved these boots and wore them almost every day, even on the day the door to the store opened and a certain group came in. Great, she thought as she looked up from the box of new records.

It was the new print of the Venom album and many would be coming in tomorrow so she wanted to get everything ready. But when she saw exactly who was standing in the doorway, she had to stifle a frustrated cry.

,,Well, if it isn't the freak," she heard the leader of her "friends" say, and she hadn't been able to get rid of the three of them since she had left the church.

She had met the three of them at the church and when she started wearing a little more black, well, Satan always shows himself in the strangest places.

,,If you want to buy something, make it otherwise," she tried, trying to suppress the fear and discomfort in her voice. But as the three approached her, she slowly moved away, wanting to escape, wanting to stop being the victim.

,,Oh, we're buying... only the customer service isn't that good, is it, boys?" he asked and suddenly the other two began to take the records out of their packaging and smash them. Their pleas and screams to stop stopped as the oldest of the three approached them.

She pushed hard with her back against the corner and her fear showed when he slid his fingers to her earrings. ,,It would be a shame to lose it," he murmured and placed his fingers on the upturned cross earring. ,,Don't do that," she said, her voice brittle and full of fear that he would tear her earring off.

Tears formed in her eyes as she watched more records being destroyed, the pain in her ear intensifying. Before suddenly footsteps could be heard from the cellar.

They sounded heavy and the steps creaked under the older man. ,,If I were you, you go now!" he hissed and she saw the knife flash in his hand as he looked at the three of them from behind his hair. ,,And what if you don't?" one of the three asked and threw a record at the larger one.

But Faust caught it and threw it so precisely that the edge cut the little one. ,,I'm... bleeding," he said firmly and backed away slowly, while the other fled, cursing as Faust pointed the knife at him.

,,What, are you going to kill me?" the leader asked, letting go of the young woman and walking towards the taller one, who towered over him. But Faust just smirked before grabbing the smaller one by the collar and pulling him towards him.

The coldness of the knife lay against the younger man's throat. ,,Do you want to find out?" he asked and saw the fear slowly forming in his gaze as he tore himself away and ran out screaming.

Before the door closed and Faust instantly lost the creepy energy. But in all of this she felt the rapid beating of her heart, which she knew was not only due to her fear.

Perhaps she had developed a little crush on him in all this time. But above all, he had her gratitude. ,,Thank you... Faust," she said and threw her arms around him, hugging the taller one, who lifted her up with a smile and twirled around slightly.

,,Come on, little lady, pick a movie and I'll make some popcorn...no one should say you were afraid of them," he said with a grin and went into the professional kitchen before she settled into the beanbag and decided on Halloween.

Already feeling much more relaxed watching the beginning, she soon felt the bowl of popcorn in her lap. ,,I couldn't have made a better choice, little lady," he said, slapping her lightly on the arm before he took some popcorn and she leaned against him before they both enjoyed the movie together.

But inside they both knew that they would give their lives to the other. They would look out for each other...they always would.

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[pinkglittergelpenink]

when i watched lords of chaos for the first time i thought the guy that played faust looked like a mix between bill skarsgard and joey jordison. i only recently (like yesterday recent) learned that the actor is one of the skarsgard brothers

[lords-of-mayhem]

If you enjoy Hellhammer and/or Faust, enjoy Valter and Anthony cuddling ♥