#mikas stockholm

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Sara Svalberg x Arcina Ori — Spring 2024

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Stay with me, forever

This one is for my lovely @rae-pss <3 but this feels less hot and more disturbing ;-; - honestly, I felt a little twisted writing this

Dom!reader x sub!michael? - Reader is gender neutral

REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!!

Warning: a little dark (content), masturbation (mika), nipple play, doesn’t align with the canon events, reader got kidnapped, Mika mistakes you for luci - (calls you Hyung, brother), Stockholm Syndrom?

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Each day was the same. Boring, stressful and exhausting. The unnerving quietness of heaven was pleasing at first, now after some time it has become annoying. Not a single noise could be heard, expect for the occasional fights that would break out between the seraphim’s. You didn’t need to watch to know who’d be fighting again, obviously it was the one who put you in this misery. Mindless gaze staring out of the window, wondering when you will be freed from this misery. How you earned to be somewhere else right now. Anywhere would be better. Hell, earth, or simply a few rooms to the left.

Long have you gotten too tired of this, of his possessiveness yet pitiful nature. You truly pitied that man, though in such situations who is the most pitiful, if not you? As if your heart sunk into the bottoms of the ocean, there was no chance of return. How many days have it been? Your sense of time has dulled, as well as other sensations. Excitement, anticipation, happiness. Was your appearance the cause of all of this, your genetics? No, none of it. It was sorely the fault of another. That was the aspect that angered you the most, at least it used to be. At this point you felt like you got consumed by the wild waves of reality, slowly going down and drowning beneath all this hardship.

Footsteps emerged from outside the door. Can you even call it a door? It was made out of metal with endless chains and locks, all for the sake of killing your hopes. You knew those steps all too well, that it has become a skill now. The ability to tell who it was by their walking habits. Without moving an ounce from the bed, your eyes rolled over to the side, eyeing the only exit of the room with a neutral gaze. Sounds of locks and metal reached your ears, a stimulation you haven’t experienced for a while now. It was awfully silent here.

After a while, the reason for the sounds showed themselves. The tall, black haired male walked inside, carefully closing and locking the room again. Twisted feelings swam to the surface like always, yet the negative ones were starting to subside. You didn’t care to look at him any further, turning away from him and staring at the wall. He didn’t deserve any kindness and attention from you, only bitterness. “I’m back.” That person said, like always. Voice deep and masking a soft, caring side. He got closer to you, you knew it from how his steps got louder and louder. Then you heard some noises again, before he whispered enthusiastically, “I so glad to see you, lucifer Hyung.”

How was it possible for him to mistake you as someone totally unrelated to you? Was he simply a hypocrite, or was he hallucinating? Something about you reminded him of that certain someone, and you didn’t know what. If only you could get rid of that trait, to finally free yourself. Though then the question remains; would he really let you live after finding out all of this was in his head? You didn’t want to be cruelly murdered by a being like him. An arrogant, insufferable and selfish being like that man in front of you, who loves to call himself a higher being, but bows his head to you whenever he can. Even now he was kneeling on the floor, just right next to the bed. Hands kept to himself as he stared at you with a dreamy gaze.

Those eyes of his were repulsive. The way he looked at you made your stomach curl, as if you got a stomach ache. It wasn’t a good feeling, you felt like vomiting every time. All this disaster was like fate playing cruel games with you, as if it wasn’t playing with you enough. At first you tried to escape or talk back, now you were starting to simply accept it. For how long have you done this? Right, you don’t know. Even though Michael was just inches away from you, you didn’t do anything. Not that you didn’t want to, lord, you wanted to punch him and suffocate him so bad, but that wouldn’t help your situation. The door couldn’t be opened except by the seraphs, a special spell which would be impossible to break. Killing him would only mean your own death all due to starvation.

You also remembered how you tried to reason with him, telling him you weren’t his dear ‘hyung’. Nothing was getting into his thick skull though. Ordering him around, trying to use it to your advantage was also out of the question, since he didn’t trust you one bit. Whenever you attempted that, he’d mumble, “I can’t let you leave again..!” If you weren’t before, at least now you were convinced he was mentally ill, a war murder with a broken mind. Every day went by the same, boredom gnawed away at your own sanity. Were you ever going to get out of here, and what will you be like once you do? Only time could tell. You didn’t even have to will to wish for a good outcome anymore.

Repressed hatred slowly build within you again, swallowing you whole. You thought you had gotten used to it by now, though you were wrong. This simply wasn’t something you can get used to, all you can do is build up a resistance and become numb to it. Eventually you turned around, sitting up a little on the soft and luxurious bed. The treatment you got was by no means bad. A room fit for royalty with the best foods ever, alongside other stuff. You didn’t have to do anything, no chores or work. One might thing this lifestyle was desirable, and it was at first. Expect by now it has become another void within your heart. Without a goal or dream, it didn’t feel like living anymore, only simply existing.

Despite the tension in the room, you finally returned his eager gaze. A blush spreading across his features as soon as he noticed your stare. His silky black hair was everywhere, eyes bearing never ending love and affection within them. Adoration you never asked for. The despicable clenching feeling returned, air becoming suffocating. You furrowed your brows, fighting the urge to scream and yell. All this cruel pain as well as laughable desperation led to pend up negative feelings your brain couldn’t process. Instead it turned all that into sexual tension and energy. Every time you’d do that you felt more disgusted with yourself, but there was no helping it considering your current situation. It was your means of escaping reality, even if it was ruining you in the long term.

You opened your mouth, about to give that angel a command. As soon as he noticed your intentions, he stopped breathing, trying to stay as quiet as possible to listen to you earnestly. If anyone were to make a single sound now, consider them dead afterwards. With a bitter yet lust ridden tone, you told him, “come here”, while you patted the bed. It was rare for you to talk to him and if you did, it’d only be short sentences. He gulped, staring at you with curiosity while he obeyed your request. Now he sat on the edge of the bed. That only lasted for a few seconds before you grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer to you. A sudden yelp escaped his throat, and he tried his best to not touch or hurt you.

He was on all fourth now, while hovering over you. A confused and flustered expression becoming visible. The way you looked at him became sharper and more aggressive, you could almost call it a glare. “I apologise, please, I lost my balance.” Michael said with a slightly nervous tone, even though it was obviously your fault he fell. Instead of answering him, you hinted at your lap. He caught on pretty quickly and sat down with a bashful smile, straddling your legs.

His lips were rosy, smiling at you so sweetly like an innocent angel. The way his cheeks have also become rosy and red, matching his lips, was very adorable. That silky black hair of his was fluttering gently, alongside the wing poking out from his neck. He was such a beautiful and perfect being, that it irked you. There were no hard feelings, only dryness and the simple desire for entertainment filling you. You stared at his body, treating him like he was merely an object of pleasure. This was all you could do while being on such a detestable stage, forced to play in an act you loathed. A moment of silence passed, awkwardness replaced the boldness you felt earlier. Then you said in a belittling manner, “you are unbelievable.”

How his face turned into one of horror, saddened by the fact that he displeased you. “I’m sorry…what should I do to make up!?” Terror played his voice. Even this annoyed you. His attitude was getting under your skin, like an insect crawling around your organs. Aside from that weird dynamic and obsession he has over his brother, how he made it seem like you were the one trapping him made your blood boil. Instead of answering him, you just averted your gaze. Talking to a nutcase like him wouldn’t raise your mood. Maybe you should kick him out soon. His company wasn’t wanted after all.

When your eyes met his again, his body tensed and he gasped. Pupils shrinking slightly and hands clenching his own shirt tighter. The desire to puke returned as soon as you noticed what was going on down there, alongside a weird feeling of fascination. You were irritated with your own emotions, and what in the world your brain was doing, as if it wasn’t working properly. Despite him getting a hard on in such an unfitting situation, you encouraged him to take care of it, saying, “go on, put on a show for me to see.” Shouldn’t you have felt grossed out by him? So why didn’t you? Maybe because this wasn’t the first time? Despite everything you were the one who got him out of his cage, never would you have guessed he’d repay you by locking you up in a cage too.

An almost inaudible whine left him upon hearing your voice again. It took him another minute to register what you told him, before the blush across his features darkened by a few shades. Michale nodded, quickly unzipping his pants and freeing his erect dick. His hands trembled slightly while he did that, a sign of his nervousness and shyness. You almost chuckled at that, a bitter laugh to remind you of this new life you received. If you were to ever meet god, you were going to return all this suffering tenfolds.

Your eyes stuck to his crotch, watching him with a tired gaze. The angel apologised a few times more, uttering the words, “I’m sorry.. I’ll take care of it, Hyung,” as his hand creeped around his shaft, hesitantly pumping his cock. He was too embarrassed to look at you, yet he was too aroused to stop, so he stared at his hands. One glance was all you needed to tell he doesn’t do this often, due to how his movements were so inexperienced. His other hand was bawled into a fist, then it moved up his torso and started to grope his own breasts. Pinching and toying with his pink nipples. “Uh..uhm-..!” Small whimpers could be heard from him, muffled by himself.

Despite his inexperience, it seems like he was feeling good. Exposing himself in front of someone, touching himself inappropriately. His dick was twitching in his hands, precum dripping down and accumulating. “Ahhh..! NgHhh..” more moans erupted from him. You watched as his eyes became foggy with lust, facial expression melting into one of bliss. Squelching sounds filled the room, and he threw his head back. Shoulders raised to his ears while a thin layer of sweat covered his skin. Not to mention how he shook and trembled, panting as if he just ran a marathon.

His hand was dirties by his own fluids, still jerking himself off without a rhythm or tact. Some of it even got onto you. Before you even noticed it, he apologised for that, “sorry… lucifer Hyung, for being filthy…haaaah..” You doubted he was being sincere, judging by how happy he looked. A face full of ecstasy and bliss, undeniably pleasure coursing through his veins while he did shameful things under your watching gaze. “Ah.. please, brother, watch me more..! mhHhmm..- I’m so close.” Now the was just spitting nonsense. The name he called you by made you uncomfortable, though the show he put on was quite enjoyable. Especially because he looked just the right amount of pathetic for you to be amused.

Michael squinted his eyes, lips parted while lewd moans left him. He has never done anything like this, so all those new sensations were a first for him. Tingles filled his stomach, and a strange satisfaction and calmness washed over him. Tears dropping down his face from both eyes, his wings flapped occasionally too. The expression he saw behind your pupils was still one of nonchalant and pity, the same as what he remembered in a faraway memory. Hands speeding up subconsciously, voice getting louder too. The thought that someone might hear him never crossed his mind. Why should he think about anything else when you, his beloved Hyung was right here?

“Haa..ha, ah-nghh, mhmm..!!” Short and erratic gasps left him, paired with groans that bounced off the walls of your cage. “Pleaaasee…I-i want to cum..” A slight stutter slipped itself into his sentence while he wore a mindless expression. As if not a single thought plagued his brain, losing himself in all those feelings his nerves send to his brain. His heart pound like crazy, a testament to the pleasure he felt. Like a mad lad who lost any grip on reality, he repeated words of apologies. Pleading with you and begging while his release hit him, rendering him to a mess beyond recognition. The despair and desperation made you feel like you had power over him, offering a moment of comfort to you.

“I’m sorry.. ah-aAAHhh..! Please,- oh, please.” Michael whispered once more. White liquid spurt out from him, most of it landing on your belly. It’d be a lie if you said you didn’t enjoy it a little, though you were still disappointed and disgusted by all of this. Especially now that reality hit you right in the gut, with how his semen was all over your tummy and making contact with your skin. You pulled a grimace, eyeing him up like he was a filthy animal, most of the time you did believe he was. He clung his dress shirt with all his might, slowly getting down from his high, before he slumped down and hugged you. This sudden boldness and act of intimacy from him made you freeze, muscles tensing up. He crashed down on top of you, arms holding you tightly while he continued to pant loudly.

Still crying, and barely able to breathe steadily, the angel said, “I’m.. haaa.. so happy you are here with me, brother lucifer. Stay with me, forever.” He wasn’t asking, he wasn’t begging. It was a statement. A confirmation that this will become your cruel reality for god knows when eternity will end. Sorrow replaced the previous mixed emotions, and a deep sense of resentment filled your heart while you laid there, staring at him with a growing emptiness residing within you.

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Liz from modeling agency Mikas in Stockholm, Sweden.

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Photos by Erika Linder for MIKAs Stockholm

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Muse headlining Oxegen Festival in Ireland in 2007, a little after their spectacular Wembley headline.

Muse accidentally announced they were playing in an interview, when Matt revealed that they'd been asked to play Live Earth, a global concert to raise awareness about global warming, but that clashed with "a gig in Ireland".

BBC News – Brit winners Muse have revealed they have been asked to play at a major gig to raise awareness of global warming.

"We've been asked. I think it will happen in seven continents around the world, all on 7 July," drummer Dom Howard told BBC 6 Music.

Frontman Matt Bellamy told BBC 6 Music they had a gig in Ireland booked for the same day as the global warming concert.

"There's an issue... we need to work out if we can make it or not, that's basically what it depends on," he told the radio station.

RTÉ's review of the festival praised Muse's "meticulous attention to detail":

To pick a highlight in a festival that boasts an eclectic mix like this is almost impossible. You marvel at the at meticulous attention to detail in Muse's live stage show, are blown away by the energy of The Twang, wear yourself out dancing to colourful performers like Mika and Scissor Sisters and feel like you're being transported to another planet as you gaze at Daft Punk in full flight on day two.

The Wikipedia page of the 2007 event notes that, "Notable performances at the festival included Muse's headlining performance on the Saturday night, complete with the sensational sound and spectacular pyrotechnics that wowed Wembley Stadium earlier this summer".

Muse headlined on the Saturday, 7 July, with Snow Patrol as "co-headliners" with Snow Patrol. Snow Patrol were listed above Muse on the bill, though Muse played after them and so were likely headliners.

Setlist:

Take a Bow Map of the Problematique Hysteria Supermassive Black Hole Butterflies & Hurricanes Feeling Good Invincible Starlight Time Is Running Out New Born Stockholm Syndrome

Encore Plug In Baby Knights of Cydonia

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MIKA DJING LOLLA STOCKHOLM??? DJ MIKA ERA IS BACK IN FULL EFFECT

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Rules: pick a song for each letter of your url and tag that many people.

Tagged by @hergan416 because they like to watch people suffer.

S - Skin, by Sixx: A.M.

E - Eyes of the Devil, by Seether

E - Everytime We Touch, by Cascada

I - I Dare You, by Shinedown

N - Never Been in Love, by Will Jay

G - Going Down in Flames, by 3 Doors Down

T - Twisted Hearts, by Hatanaka Tasuku

E - The End, by My Chemical Romance

A - aLIEz, by Sawano Hiroyuki

C - Call Me Later, by Mika Kobayashi

U - Unknownworld, by Schrödinger's Cat

P - Paradise, by Fujifabric

S - Stockholm Syndrome, by Muse

I - Into the Noise, by α-TuNe

N - Nikipol, by qadtbep

D - Dragostea Din Tea, by O-Zone

R - Resonance, by T.M. Revolution

A - Arigatou, by Bon'z

G - Goya no Michiawase, by Hello Sleepwalkers

O - Only for You - Da-iCE

N - No More Secrets, by Papa Roach

S - Someday, by Shinedown

I tried pretty hard to give a mix of artists on this, too. I just went straight through my music library, sorted it by title, and went from there. I need to buy some more stuff, but this is what I got for now.

This playlist is probably like an hour long.

Tagging: are you kidding me, no.

[toruro]

i’m usually rly contained tbh like i’m usually not phased by attractive people because for me it doesn’t necessarily mean i’m attracted to them yk idk it’s wack but anyways those pictures of jun genuinely have me a little dizzy like i’m kinda lightheaded rn😵‍💫😵‍💫 holy fuck

ALSO I DIDNT RECOGNIZE HIM AT FIRST I WAS LIKE YOURE LYING TO ME THIS ISNT WEN JUNHUI WHAT tell me i’m not the only one losing their fucking mind over him rn tho

- ts eliot anon

LMAO NO SAME. i was so stunned when i realized it was him i texted my friend abt it ..,, she’s a casual jun and vernon stan and her reaction ws so funny

but no ur right like … not to get ahead myself but i’ve had an idea for like a jun mafia leader au stockholm syndrome fic (mika’s debut as a dark content writer) and these picks lwk have fueled me to look back at it :3

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Tabloid Iltalehti (siirryt toiseen palveluun) covered the partial retail sector strike which began on Thursday morning.

Service workers' union PAM was unable to reach a wage agreement with the Finnish Commerce Federation, triggering a two-day strike which began at 5am on Thursday and is set to end at 5am on Saturday. About 160 grocery stores around the country are closed due to staff shortages.

PAM chair Annika Rönni-Sallinen said in an interview with IL that there is a lot of participation among employees in the industrial action.

"It's nice to meet people and picketers and thank them for their support, which is needed at the negotiating table," Rönni-Sallinen said.

In another IL article (siirryt toiseen palveluun), it was highlighted that some store shelves emptied rapidly ahead of the strikes.

"I hope for understanding. It is not our intention to cause trouble. Finland is not running out of food, and there are shops open elsewhere. Now is the time for pay raises. They are needed just to help people get by," Rönni-Sallinen emphasised.

Did Aaltola cross line for Finnish foreign policy?

Capital-based Helsingin Sanomat wrote that Parliament's nine-member advisory board of the Finnish Institute of International Affairs (FIIA) is set to discuss comments by the institute's chief, political scientist Mika Aaltola, about separating Finland's Nato bid from Sweden's.

"The mission of the Institute for Foreign Policy is to provide policy-makers with researched information. It is not the intention that the Institute's management and researchers themselves try to influence Finnish foreign policy," the deputy chair of the advisory board Saara-Sofia Sirén (NCP) told news outlet MTV in an interview.

Aaltola, who recently visited Turkey, tweeted that Finland should communicate its ability to separate the Finnish and Swedish applications. He also shared his thoughts in an interview with tabloid Ilta-Sanomat (siirryt toiseen palveluun).

According to Sirén, the work of the FIIA is vital and supports decision-making in foreign affairs.

"At the same time, we must remember that the Finnish constitution stipulates that the President shall conduct foreign policy in cooperation with the government. The FIIA operates under the auspices of the Parliament," Sirén pointed out.

Last week, Prime Minister Sanna Marin (SDP) pledged that Finland and Sweden would join Nato together at a meeting with her Swedish counterpart Ulf Kristersson in Stockholm.

Since the war in Ukraine began last year, Aaltola has appeared often in the media as an expert. In the most recent Yle presidential poll for the 2024 election, Aaltola came in third place.

Bulldozed burial grounds

Tampere-based Aamulehti (siirryt toiseen palveluun) covered an archaeological mishap from the 1960s that led to the destruction of a major part of a Viking-era cemetery.

The burial site was located in the area of Kaukajärvi in Tampere and had been used as a gravel and building material depository since the 1940s.

"The valuable historical significance of the crematorium area was totally destroyed with bulldozers and trucks during the years from 1961 to 1971. The gravel collection site and its cemetery, all of them had instantly turned into a dumping ground of building materials, with which the city of Tampere built its future roads and building complexes," historian Juha Javanainen told AL.

Javanainen authored a recent book on the history of the area and told the story of how one of the largest cemeteries in Finland was destroyed before any archaeological research could take place.

When the grave was officially discovered in 1961, the conclusion was made that most of the cemetery had already been destroyed, as bulldozers had already pushed away topsoil. While there were archaeological studies on the site, they were rushed and pressured by the demands of the construction pit.

When new excavations began in 1971, archaeologists sifted through the bulldozed rubble and discovered over 3,000 medieval artefacts.

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The obsession

⚠️TW OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STALKING POSSESSIVE BEHAVIOR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME MANIPULATION ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR AND DRUGGING DO NOT DO ANY OF THIS ITS NOT HEALTHY ⚠️

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Honestly moth just debated whether or not to go to the cafe today. They were tired, annoyed and still reeling after the news. They still didn't know who to believe so they decided to man up a little bit and get ready to go to the cafe. It has been tradition every Saturday that they would go to this little cafe in order to get their drink and favorite cookie. They got up and got  on their favorite outfit: a fishnet undershirt, a purple shirt with a small cut where the chest was supposed to be denim pants and some platforms that brought them up to 5'5. To be honest they only started dressing like this to scare off what they assumed was a stalker but then they fell in love with the fashion and continued dressing like this honestly they felt more confident and happy. Normally they wouldn't feel this confidence but they do. Just in case they grabbed a sweatshirt they know how weird the weather can be where they live so they had to take precautions.

They started walking all the way to the cafe since it was a pretty short walk only 10 minutes so might as well get some exercise in. Since it really isn't boxing season yet they had to get some exercise in. They walked along the sidewalk until they finally got to their favorite Cafe place. It was a small town where everyone knew everyone so their order was practically ready as they walked in. They smile looking around at everyone, noticing some regulars and Irregulars. Finally, recognizing someone's very cute outfit they instantly recognized her " Mika Star as I live and breathe how have you been" Mika turned around and smiled "Moth! I'm doing great what about you"

Moth smiled getting in line with Mika " better than a few months ago" Mika nodded but there is still a question that was itching her brain "... so how are your feelings about Joe right now" moth Paws for a few seconds before shrugging " I'm pretty conflicted I do really like him but I don't know who to believe I'm really good friends with Bates and he says that Joe is just like Paparazzi well Joe thinks this is creepy I'm just confused" Mika looked away and thought back to when Joe was alone with Moth he seemed….

U n s t a b l e

She quickly shook it off and went back to talking to moth, quickly changing the subject " so you dyed your hair again!" Moth smiled happy that someone noticed the new color they decided " oh yeah I was surprised that I didn't pick purple the first time since it's my favorite color but I decided to go with a simple color at first but now I decided to go with purple I might dye the ends of my hair next time"

" Maybe I can help?"

"Hell yea!"

Moth smiled before turning around feeling like someone was watching them only seeing a weird figure with a hood and sunglasses on they couldn't really tell but the person's hair seemed to be sticking out almost like it was styled in that way and the color of the hair seemed to be orange. They didn't want to think about it; they were just hoping that their stalker wasn't back. It just seemed weird after the news that they were on edge. They may be a little oblivious and on the Dixie side but they're smart to some extent.

" Hey Moth, I can take your order!"

"OK, coming dad!" They immediately walked over to their dad smiling at the fact that their dad finally got a job that he somewhat enjoyed. " okay Little Rock Star the usual caramel frappuccino with extra caramel and a shot of chocolate sauce and a chocolate chip cookie?" Moths smiled almost immediately widened " you know me too well pops"

" Little Rock Star you order the same thing every time"

They both laughed before Anton handed them their number moth sat down at their usual table and pulled out their phone and started playing some games. Mostly for them to be distracted but this time they saw someone start to walk up to them they didn't recognize this person but they might as well get ready to talk to them as this person. As they were getting closer moth noticed it was Joseph. Their faces immediately flushed up and they looked up at him as he put down his hood he smiled " bonjour can I sit here?" Moth for getting everything that had happened instantly nodded and their face immediately turned bright red as did his face but it seemed like he was covering up his mouth it seemed like he was smiling so wide his jaw would come off. There were a few moments of Silence before  moth heard their number and quickly got up shooood good get that!" They immediately did finger guns before turning around and slapping themselves in the face. They grab their coffee and their cookies and sit down by Joe, still embarrassed by the idiocy that they did. Again there was a long pause. It was a little creepy but they didn't really care. Joe kind of cleared his throat and smiled " I'm doing our project and I'm taking pictures of beautiful and unique things. I was wondering if you want to be my human part of the segment?"

Moth almost immediately turned bright red. " You think I'm beautiful and unique?"

This was almost like a dream they felt so happy that they could die  " I think that you're quite beautiful" moth smiles and immediately nodded allowing him to take a few pictures they couldn't see it at the time but it seemed like he was drooling and his stare was almost like a predator. But it seemed like their happiness was drowning out everything. Joe took a bunch of pictures he only stopped when he felt like it was necessary. He looked down going through all the photos that he took. They were all so beautiful. He looked up at his model and noticed that they were drinking something sweet. He usually got something bitter at this Cafe but they liked their coffee sweet. It seemed like he was taking a mental note of this situation. He finally stepped up from the table and smiled " thank you very much for being my model" he said before walking away smiling wide.

He took a mental note of the situation they were oblivious to that was almost too perfect although he loved them he had to admit they were bit of an idiot. He continued scanning through the photos before he got up to his door and smiled. He walked up to his room and placed camera down on a little podium before he turned around and placed something down in what seems to be a shrine of some sort; he seemed to have thousands, maybe Millions of moths. I love the things were really affordable some boxing figures that the wvba held shirts Etc but some were interesting he smiled picking up one of the many things that he took from their room it seemed to be an old shirt warm it was used you didn't care about the context of what he did he didn't care if it was considered creepy. This was true love and he knew he was always the romantic type. He just wanted little bits and pieces of them whenever they were away it physically hurt him whenever he had to see them go. He just loves them too much.

He picked up his camera again and walked over to his computer plugging in his camera and hooking it up to his printer he started printing out the pictures he was way too happy about this it was all too perfect of course they liked him who didn't he was perfect they were perfect they would be the perfect couple and no one would get in their way. And he would make sure of it; he just needed to think of a way that wasn't getting his hands dirty. But what wouldn't get his hands dirty he couldn't simply just kill them he had to get rid of them they were disgusting competition they were always fighting for their attention when it should be all on him he continued to think until he thought of an idea.

As the pictures were loading he thought to himself how could he be so dumb normally he's not like this but this idea was brilliant. No one would even suspect it's him. It was almost too perfect.

" what's more clean than a suicide!"

He truly was a genius. He needs to give himself more credit. Of course he would think of this brilliant idea who else but Joseph Blanchet. He should have  himself more credit; he was truly a smart man and he knew it. He continued to watch the photos printed before he took out one that was a very close up of mom's face. They were smiling and they were looking at him and only him. He couldn't help himself but he kissed the picture. It was almost like it was them but he wished he could have kissed them in real life. He knows how silky smooth those lips are and how sweet they must have tasted. How they would squirm beneath him, how he Towers over them. How he could simply just kill them if he wanted to.

He quickly snapped himself out of it; he could never kill them. They were too precious to perfect. He needed them to be his perfect wife who else but moth moth was too perfect for everyone else but just perfect for him.

But still the idea of hurting them excited him although he hates you admit it he liked hurting people. He was a bit of a sadist and it showed whenever he would box he would purposely be violent and that unfortunately resulted in the death of a useless boxer. He was nothing but scum to be honest he talked to moth flirted with them and he got rid of competition although this resulted in termination of a contract with the wbva he was able to sweet talk his way into keeping his locker. He was smart and he knew it he truly didn't care though everyone was useless unless they were proven to be useful.

And he will use useful people until they are useless.

He smiled, finally pinning the poster to a cork board there was a collage of pictures. It was almost perfect, the one thing it was missing.

Was them.

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Mika Star belongs to @cyrah-is-cool101

As you can tell I am obsessed with this AU

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modelspolaroids: Alva // Mikas. #beauty #eyes #stockholm #alva #digitals

Alva Bratt via modelspolaroids on Instagram, 03/17/2018.

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★  DEBBIE LE CANICHE ★ 

PHOTOGRAPHY ANGELIQUE JOHNER STYLING AMANDA MBALIRE MODEL JOSEFINE FROM MIKAS STOCKHOLM HAIR & MAKE-UP ELVIRA BRANDT PHOTOGRAPHY ASSISTANT EMILIAN JENRICH STYLING ASSISTANT BENEDICTE NTUMBA SPECIAL THANKS JAMES & PERRA STUDIOS

SOURCE: SCKY MAG

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@teethmag 💙 Photographer: Julius Bohlin Designer & Stylist: Siri Gertonsson Makeup: Johanna Larsson Model: Sara Helin at MIKAs Stockholm my personal style account is @edaonay #fashionwonderer https://www.instagram.com/p/CmYh9PQN-Ig/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Paradiset brinner - galapremiär

Måndagen den 23 oktober var det galapremiär för Paradiset brinner av Mika Gustafson på Biograf Rigoletto. Mika och filmen prisbelönades vid filmfestivalen i Venedig i augusti och följde nyligen upp det med pris för bästa debut vid filmfestivalen i London. I ledande roller ser vi Ida Engvoll och Bianca Delbravo (Rising star vid kommande Stockholm filmfestival i november…