#ville valo fanfiction

[jane-todd-maximoff]

DAY SIX-HUNDRED AND SIXTY SIX

VILLE VALO X READER

WORDS : 585

INBOX IS OPEN FOR REQUEST

Day six hundred and sixty six, you haven't seen Ville in six hundred and sixty six days. It started with him going away on tour and then he went back to Helsinki to work on new music and once again on tour and back to making new music. It seemed to be a never ending circle of repetitiveness. During this time you called you skyped. But still it wasn't enough and there was never a definitive answer to when he would come back. There was always something coming up. Frankly you were over it. There was only one thing left to do so you packed a bag or two, booked a plane ticket and drove off to the airport. 

It was a long and tiring flight, thankfully it was a direct one. You arrived in Helsinki at god knows what time; you hadn't told Ville that you'd be coming but now you were stranded in a somewhat unknown place. It was early in the morning but it was Ville it was more than likely that he would still be awake. He could never really sleep and neither could you. It was perfect expressly if he was on tour in a different time zone. No matter night or day he was there for you. Getting your phone out of your pocket and turning it back on; a black and white picture of Ville on stage stared at you. He looked so captivating, long hair partially covered by a hat and a cigarette in between his fingers, his eyes sewn shut lost in the words of a love song.

The time stared at you as well. It was almost 8pm meaning it was somewhere around 3am in finland. You opened up your contacts and of course Villes name was right on top. Pressing it,it rang for a moment, nothing more before it was answered. Villes accented voice soon started talking. “Hello darling, calling to say goodnight?” “hello Ville, and no i was calling to see if you could call me a cab?” “what?” he sounded rather surprised than confused “I'm at the airport. Do you expect me to walk all the way to your gothic tower? I'll probably freeze like jack from the shining.” you explained to him with a hint of sarcasm. “You're in Helsinki?” “oh yeah did i forget to mention that?” You know you didn't, you just wanted to imagine Villes confused face which was mostly hilarious. Ville laughed on the other end. “I'll be there in 10 darling.” “Thank you, love you.” “I love you too, see you soon.” and with that Ville hung up and it was time to wait. 

Not very much longer you see a cab pulling up to the curb where you were smoking a cigarette as you stood up to peer into the taxi to see if Ville was in it. And within a second he had jumped out of the taxi and made his way to you. He quickly wrapped his arms around you. God you forgot how good it felt to be in his arms. You return it, finding surety in his embrace. He pulled back a bit to look at you. green eyes stared at you with so much hope and love and want. You were reminded of how lonely the both of you must have been. But your love was eternal. It will be still even in death. Ville gave a small kiss to your lips and once more love and death embraced.

[valos-venus-doom]

I forgot I had this pic and I just realized it's relevant to last night's chapter. 🙃🫠

[b4mpyre-k1zz3s]

Hii! Would you mind doing living with ville hcs?

Ville Valo Domestic HC’s

Ville Valo X Gn!Reader

Warnings: Highly suggestive content, alcohol, nudity, pet names (darling, my love), Ville’s nasty ass apartment

An: thank you so much for the request!! I feel that he would be a pretty sweet and relaxed guy to live with tbh :) I absolutely adore writing Ville and I’m on a bit of a headcannon kick so please keep them coming! :D

Every morning, if you woke up first, you’d prepare breakfast before your boyfriend got up and interrupted you

It always ended with you in that tiny Finnish kitchen, on the cold marble countertop, ass naked- as usual

“Why in the world did I fall in love with such an…insatiable young man?”

Still nude, Ville chuckled at your musings as he leaned down to grab himself his breakfast from the fridge,

“Well, darling, perhaps I know how to make a morning interesting…“ He grabbed two bottles from the fridge, closing the door with his hip, “Care for one?”

After you politely declined his morning beers, your boyfriend just shrugged, stealing a piece of toast you made for yourself before slinking away to get ready.

He had to do some work on his the album today, leaving you alone in the flat until he returned that evening

You kissed your goodbyes before he stepped out the door and you wished him good luck at the studio today,

But every day he left you alone in the flat while you didn’t have work, you always struggled to find something to do.

Usually, you’d end up trying to tidy up that pigsty, but you made a point not to disturb any of his personal items,

Gathering up the beer bottles and staying away from various items of his clothing scattered about- a sock here, a pair of underpants there

Which always made him a little embarased when he returned at the end of the day, “Is this…”

“All you? Yep!” Even though you were sure it would happen again, your boyfriend offered to pay for the takeaway that night to make up for it.

And that evening, after dinner, the apartment was lit solely by candlelight as Ville settled down with his guitar, absentmindedly working on a song as he hummed to himself

There was something so undeniably romantic about that image- the way the light danced on his features as he was so absorbed in his craft.

Sitting yourself down on the couch next to him, you smiled, “I love to watch you work…”

Putting his guitar aside, he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you a little closer to him,

“Oh, do you, my love?”

Before you knew it, you were both half naked tangled up in eachother’s embrace,

Just another night for the two of you.

[reneetje]

Ok I wanna write more blurbs about Ville,

I can do M/M or M/F, villexreader or villexrealcharacter, smut, fluff and most kinks

You can leave a prompt in my Anon!

@spectralstormcloud @pentacuore @intechnidolorhues @sinnysioux @thexhostess @valos-venus-doom @nyxotiine @luzifer13

And everyone else!

[angelwings-crossbowstrings]

It’s 3:13am. We just got home from the concert. I wrote a little in the car but not enough to finish what I was working on. So tomorrow, things shall be posted.

After I wake up from a coma.

[xanticore]

Writing with me

I wanna start off by saying thank you for taking the time to read this! This is a very important read if you wanna interact with me and send requests. Please pay attention to these post! <33

I will be writing for some fandoms, I know well enough. Here are some rules you guys must follow before requesting any fics with me.

❥ When requesting smut , I will be doing a certain extent. My content will tend to be graphic and dark so if you're not comfortable reading some of them please be mindful of the warnings in the beginning of the post. Kpop Idols will not have dark smut. All smut and angst post will have warnings!

examples of dark smut I write: somno, cnc, bdsm, etc.

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examples of things I won't write : scat play, pedophilia, odd age gaps, anal, feet fetish,sa, etc.

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Who will I write for?

Here's the list below. It's categorized and separated into different genres and fields. If you don't see anyone that's not on this list , don't hesitate to ask if I can write them. ( Mainly for kpop fics and Marvel )

list updated : sept 9 2024

❥ KPOP

Bts

Seventeen

Nct / WayV ( Wish excluded )

Txt

Riize

Exo

Enhypen

Ateez

Stray Kids

❥ ROCKSTARS

Metallica

Guns N' Roses

Type O Negative

Led Zeppelin

5SOS

Korn

Ville Valo

Ozzy Osbourne

Slipknot

Ghost

❥ ACTORS ( im obsessed rn dont mind me )

Hugh Jackman

Pedro Pascal

Christian Bale

Johnny Depp

❥ TV & MOVIE CHARACTERS

STRANGER THINGS

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

Louis De Pointe De Lioncourt

Lestat De Lioncourt

Armand

I can do both versions. The tv show and the movie. Be descriptive of which you want when requesting.

MARVEL UNIVERSE

Tony Stark ; Iron Man

Peter Parker ; Spider Man

Dr. Stephen Strange

Wade Wilson ; Deadpool

Logan Howlett ; Wolverine

Miguel O'Hara ; Spider Man 2099

Hobie Brown ; Spider Punk

Steve Rodgers ; Capt America

Remy Le Beau ; Gambit

This is the end of my post. I hope you respect the rules that are written. If you have any questions, please send via dm or ask box.

( funny asks are welcome as well! interact with me )

Also , leave comments if you can on any of the fics I write! I wanna know your guys thoughts and feedback.

Xanti Out <33

[philipjohnclapp]

MASTERLIST

THIS IS MY JACKASS MASTERLIST I WRITE ANYTHING AND ALL AND ITS ALL LINKED HERE!

Johnny Knoxville

Out of Control (Angst, featuring Knoxville as Clay Barber from Reboot, mentions of character death, substance abuse, and Reboot spoilers)

CKY Member Dating Knoxville Headcanon's (Mentions of the band and the show and Jackass, and relationships with the other CKY guys, pretty much fluff and barely nsfw)

T-Pee (It is a series and it’s on AO3, angst, silver fox Knoxville, hurt, dark comedyish)

Johnnny Knoxville Dating Pregnant Reader Headcanons (Young Johnny, fem reader, fluff for the most part)

Steve-O

Quietus of All Drugs (Angst, no comfort, all cannon, also includes Johnny, and Chris, extremely triggering)

The File (Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader, humor, slight gore)

My Annoying Neighbor Steve (Kinda hate at start, fluff, female reader, humor, kinda ship)

Steve-O Dating Reader Headcanons (No gender implied take it as you will, fluff)

Steve-O Dating a Popstar Headcanons (Female reader, fluff, a bit of smut, funny and wholesome.)

My Suicide: Steve-O's Cut; How to Write a Letter? (Angst, hurt, mentions of all the guys, series on AO3)

If You’re Gonna Be Dumb, You Gotta Be Tough(Goretober Prompt 1, super bad writing, angst, mentions of Knoxville.)

Dave England

Dating Dave England Headcannon's ( Headcannons, fluff, no gender specified, humor.)

Bam Margera

I’m Y/N And I'm Gonna Tease Bam All Day Long (Drabble, fem reader, smut.)

Sex Pollution (Imagine, fem reader implied, smut, slow burn, jealous, reader is Johnny Knoxvilles sister.)

Rigged Game of Ping Pong (Drabble, angst, Jackass Forever, issues, Goretober prompt 3.)

Chris Pontius

I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone. (Long Fic, Female Y/N, noncon, smut, Jackass MTV)

Ryan Dunn

Ryan Dunn Headcanons (Mostly fluff & wholesome, a bit of reader/yn.)

Wee-Man

None

Preston Lacy

None

Ehren McGhehey

Submissive Ehren McGhehey Smut Headcannons

(Headcannons, smut, fluff, no reader specified, no character specified, just whoever you’d like.)

Jeff Tremaine

None

Spike Jonze

Car Jacking

(Smut, masturbation, mentions of ships, rough)

Brandon DiCamillo

None

Chris Raab

None

Poopies

None

Rachel Wolfson

None

Zach

None

Brandon Novak

None

Tony Hawk

None

Ville Valo

None

(Will edit as requested)

PAIRINGS

Chris Pontius and Steve-O

Chris Pontius and Steve-O Dating Headcannons (Fluff, humor, mentions of light drugs, mentions of Wild Boyz)

Vomiting Lust (NSFW, humor, mentions of Wild Boyz, and vomit. )

Johnny Knoxville and Steve-O

Johnny Knoxville and Steve-Os First Time Together Headcanons (NSFW, humor, dirty, ship obviously.)

Clowning Around (Bromance, not really a ship, denial?, humor, fluff.)

Cheap cologne, even cheaper cigarettes, and Tennessee whiskey. (Goretober prompt 2, Slight NSFW, rough, substance abuse.)

Bam Margera and Johnny Knoxville

Rebel Against The Man (Implied Relationship, mentions of smut, drug and alcohol abuse, character death, angsty, suicide implied?)

Will edit and add as requests flood in, plus there’s too many pairings, so that make it easier.

[sereneethestar]

ideas 4 ville fic PLEASE🙏

[columbineyaoi]

love is in the air again 💞

maja/vicky-t (cobra starship)

this is a golden pairing at this point.

axl/slash (guns n roses)

wattpadcore.

joey and johnny ramone (the ramones)

enemies to lovers?

baekhyun/chanyeol (exo)

the founding fathers of omegaverse.

josh farro/hayley williams (paramore)

now you remember joshayley.

ot5 cobra starship

only 90s' kids lived through this (none of you guys)

lyn-z (mindless self indulgence)/jamia

this was nana for mentally ill middle schoolers.

gerard/frank (my chemical romance)

embrace tradition (mladysailing) reject modernity (any other frerardie truther)

g-dragon/seungri (bigbang)

i can't believe seungri cheated on gd with those poor ladies. jail time (oh wait)

kirk/lars (metallica)

The Curious And "Sensual" First Meeting between Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett.

bam margera/ville valo

guys bring my family back.

hiroki kamijou/nowaki kusama (junjou egoist)

what i like about this paring is that it's not the typical dynamic of an abusive seme and a submissive uke that used to be the norm in og bls. ukes should #empower themselves like hiroki.......

laura/massimo (365 do not interact)

this garbage trilogy reminds me of any og bl/og fanfictions that have og bls as a reference so i feel amusement for it.

hanbin/lee hi

i used to like it back in the win days and i had no idea they are married now (i mean i actually have no idea if they really are and i don't care enough)

taehyun/mino

if you ever shipped namsong after 2016 you are a failure.

lucas/tavares

honestly i'm just supporting my local emos.

park bom (2NE1)/t.o.p (bigbang)

creepy dude and ditzy girl are better as friends tbh #fuckygentduo

quinn/bert (the used)

this is a generation defining pic.

billie eilish/y/n (not olivia rodrigo)

i put my brown messy hair into a bun as i walked downstairs. it was my sixteenth birthday. my mother was selling me to my new owner. when i reached the bottom of the stairs, i saw a tall, young handsome man. “olivia, meet your new owner, billie eyelash”

[colorful-white-ideas]

Do you ever read fanfiction? If yes would you recommend any fics, either RPF or any of Bill’s characters? The more explicit and messed up the better! (*evil grin*)

Yep I do.

New Bill fics ? It's getting kind of hard to find new material BUT on Tumblr i'm following sweetbillwriting's "love just happens " and bafterhours " avenue of sins" for example. I highly recomend all of their stories btw.

In wattpad " Something about Alice murphy". For me that story is what hemlock grove could have been if it had better writing . The author originally was inspired byJustin bieber but later changed it for Bill and it fits him very well. Magnus ( Bill) Is like a Roman Godfrey but in a real life setting.

In AO3 im following Laci_reacher with her series: "Justine or the virtues of vice" and "Vincent bisset: original sins" She uses The marquis de gramont of the john wick universe as inspiration, the author touches very sensitive topics cause she is describing the underworld of assassins… it's full of violence , abuse but also romance (of the "FBI open up" kind). I really like the way she writes , the way she describes scenarios and the nature of her characters, how they make you question yourself sometimes and not them for doing illegal things. Also as person whose first language is not english , is even helping me to expand my vocabulary , altough sometimes I have to sit , open the diccionary and re read some paragraphs 2 times to make sure I understood it correctly .

But if you are solely in the search of spicy smutty stories, I came across the user QueenShelby in AO3 too , she writes for Cillian murphy, for that same fandom "Teach her" by porcelainwriting.

Also now that we are stepping into other fandoms, Ville Valo fanfics are very good ... and even if you dont know who he is, the fanfic - which at this point is almost a novel- "Razor Blade Romance" is a good read, is the story of a master studient who moves to helsinki and meets a rockstar in a coffee shop and together start one of the most beautiful and gut wrenching love stories I've read during my time as a fanfic reader.

So there I hope some of my suggestions work for you :)

[valos-venus-doom]

In Venere Veritas - Ch. 4

https://www.wattpad.com/1330358999-in-venere-veritas-chapter-4-wounds-that-are-not

[b4mpyre-k1zz3s]

Okayokayokay so I was thinking smth like you're a friend of bams who gets dragged along with most of his adventures which leads to you meeting ville and he just. Instantly is like 'that ones mine, when do you want to move to Helsinki with me' kinda similar to yr bam x model!reader fic iykwim?

Love You To Death

Having Bam Margera as a friend also means you get dragged along on whatever project he’s working on, most recently leading you to Finland, where you would get caught up in something you couldn’t even imagine.

Ville Valo X Fem!Reader (slight Bam Margera X Ville Valo if you squint?)

(Angst, fluff)

3.2k Words

Warnings: Highly suggestive content, alcohol, smoking, manipulation, power imbalance, fighting, toxic relationships

An: Thank you so much for your request! I always love writing for kind of messed up relationships such as this one and would be happy to do a sequel! This is my first time writing a Ville centric fic so lmk what you think! Thank you for the request and please keep sending them!

Being a part of Bam’s crew and following him around everywhere only served to reinforce one fact: you were nobody special. He always claimed that your little group was a package deal, but who was the one always always getting followed by cameras and reporters? Certainly not you, or Ryan, or god forbid Novak. Bam was getting all the product deals, all the interviews, all the chicks. It was no wonder that after years of watching from the sidelines, you were a little jealous. But while you were filming together, you usually tried to push that aside.

“He’s, like- the Elvis of Finland, Y/N!” You were flying out to Europe to film this music video, and Bam had been excitedly gushing about something or other the whole time- this rock star he wanted to introduce you to, but you were pretty clearly not paying much attention. “Chicks pass out when he walks down the street! They’re, like- my favorite band.” Yeah, because if Bam’s a fan of something, that means it’s good. You nodded, sitting back in your economy class seats while you tuned him out.

It was the dead of winter, so Helsinki-Vantaa was completely decked out in Christmas decorations as you touched down, making the whole airport glow amber in the dark blue night- what a sight to wake up to.

☆彡

Half asleep, you were still blinking awake as you arrived at a dim, seedy looking rock club in the center of the city- some place called Tavastia. The bouncers outside took one look at Bam and quickly ushered you guys over to this side entrance, giving him his usual celebrity treatment. Following him to where the band was hanging out backstage, you had to do a double take when you saw that tall stranger sprawled out on the couch, idly smoking his cigarette with half lidded eyes. His eyes flicked up to meet yours first before darting towards Bam, who was standing with a hand held out to pull him to his feet, “Hey, man! What’s up?” There were traces of pink lipstick left on his cigarette as this beauty of a man took a drawl, shrugging, “Nothing much.” His eyes fell on you again as he looked you up and down as he talked with Bam in that low, totally chill register, “Who’s this?”

He introduced you to each other: Y/N, this is Ville. Ville, this is Y/N. Honestly, you misconstrued his subtle flirting as him just being nice- you chalked up how he said it was a pleasure to meet you and the way he kept looking back to you while Bam was excitedly going on about the new video as Scandinavian hospitality, if that’s a thing. You were so oblivious. The roar of the excited crowd was a mere rumble from where you were, and as the band got their cue to head out onstage, Ville shot you a wink as he slipped out the door.

You know that phonemenon where someone goes to a concert and they swear back and fourth the singer was making eye contact with them the entire time? Well, you were pretty sure Ville’s eyes didn’t leave yours for the entire set. He was gazing at you as if you were the only person in the entire world. However, you were pretty oblivious to this- all you were really paying attention to was the music. In fact, Bam noticed this even before you did, though at first he did think he was staring at him before that great, looking from one person to the other realization moment.

☆彡

He didn’t bring it up until you were stepping outside and getting into the waiting taxi, “How are you this oblivious?” Pulling your coat shut as you shook the snow out of your hair, you stepped down into the cab, “Huh?” Bam reached into his pocket, shoving a handful of twenty euro notes at the driver before turning to you, “Dude! He was givin’ you the eyes all night! Did you seriously not know he was into you?” The edge in Bam’s voice struck you as odd, but you were certainly listening now. “If I was in your shoes, Y/N- I’d be all over that shit in a heartbeat.” You still didn’t believe what he was saying. Why would a man like Ville- a man as famous as him (and as adored by women as him) want anything to do with you? You are barely a B list star in America. You weren’t a model or a pop star or anything- you got famous for hanging out with a guy who was fameous, which was nothing. Turning to look out the window as the snow flurried by in the pitch black night, you shrugged as the car sped off.

Bam received a phone call that night- from Ville, of course, grilling him for everything he knew about you. “From the moment I saw her, we had this…connection.” He mused, speaking in that flowery way he did when he was very passionate about something, “I have to have her. I’m sure you know what I mean, right?” Hushing the shock in his voice so he wouldn’t wake you, he leaned in close to the receiver, “Hold your horses, man- you just met her!” Oh, it’s not as if he would understand how he felt about you. Compared to him, Bam was a teen boy when it came to romance. But Ville’s fame usually got him what he wanted and, not wanting to appear lame in front of a man he respected so much, it only took a little priding to get your friend to eventually spill all the information he needed.

It was only a surprise to you when you discovered what was waiting in front of your hotel room door the next morning. A bouquet of flowers- your favorite flowers, which definitely weren't in season that time of year- bundled together with a black, silk ribbon. You examined them curiously, turning over the attached card and gasping when you saw who it was from. Maybe Bam was right about that.

★彡

Bam was in director mode the entire time you tagged along with him to the shoot, which is a nice way to say he was being a meticulous jerk. There was this whole production setup, with all these big cameras and mics and wires strewn about the floor- real professional looking, nothing like the run and gun camcorder stuff you were used to. It was dazzling enough to walk through this huge, baroque manor in the middle of the Czechian countryside, but to film in it?

Now, you didn’t catch the beginning of this argument, but while you were drooling over the fancy equipment, you heard something about the European model chick they were intending to have in the video running late. Despite this, Ville seemed surprisingly nonchalant about the situation as he reasoned with Bam, “Why don't we just use her?” Bam huffed out some response about how expensive it was to get this lady and Ville’s eyes wandered over to you, “I mean,” Ignoring him, he looked you up and down, speaking barely loud enough you could hear him, “she’s already very beautiful- She wouldn’t need very much hair and makeup.” Bam gave up his protest and went over to begrudgingly drag you to the makeup tables, mumbling something about this only being a practice run. All of this was leaving you confused and far more flustered than you could care to admit.

You weren’t sure what to make of everything that was happenings, and Bam’s very barebones direction of ‘be sexy’ right before the camera started rolling wasn’t helping much. It also didn’t help that you had this absolutely angelic man in front of you, serenading you completely shirtless. This is the kind of thing middle aged women read paperbacks to expereince, and there you were. While you tried your damndest to act all minxy (and frankly failing at it), Vile was so effortlessly confident. This incubus was bewitching you, and you were falling for his spell.

☆彡

That night, after the shoot, the three of you met up at the pub down the road. Ville greeted you with one of those cute European double cheek kisses, your skin being warmed by the yellow streetlamp you were standing underneath. Bam, who was standing right next to you, turned his face in anticipation, but the only thing he received from Ville was a friendly pat on the back (which was more of a shove) towards the door, “The bar’s that way! Go get yourself a drink.” It sent him stumbling ahead of you two and he looked back with bewilderment as you felt an arm slip around your shoulders. Despite the fact that you looked an awful lot like a couple, you didn’t mind being seen with this eye candy. Walking with Ville by your side was like walking through a dream. These beautiful women and beautiful men that lined the dark, wood paneled halls of the old pub all greeted him with admiration as you made your way to the bar. Some of the bolder women even reached out to touch him with fond, feather light caresses as he passed by, which he didn’t seem to mind in the slightest.

“You were wonderful today, Y/N.” Ville took the seat next to yours at the bar, leaning against the counter as he spoke in that mesmerizing way he did whenever he was talking to you, “Honestly, we’re thinking of using that take in the final video- you were much better than that model.” Your eyes went wide, and so did Bam’s as he leaned around you, “What’re you talking about? She was great!” This whole music video business was drawing a wedge between the two of them, and you were caught in the middle of it. Bam waved his hands to dismiss the notion. “Whatever- you know what?I think it went really well today.” It was odd- if it was anyone else but Ville he was taking to, you knew he would’ve stood his ground a little more. Even the way he talked around him was different. Bam shrugged, taking a swig of his beer to look nonchalant, “I just got some editing to do tomorrow and I should have somethin’ by the end of the day.” Your attention was drawn away as, leaning in towards you to be heard over the chatter of the bar, Ville murmured close to your ear, “Maybe while Bam’s busy doing that, I could show you around Helsinki tomorrow. Hmm?”

Well, how could you say no to that?

★彡

The next morning, Ville picked you up in front of your hotel and took you around to these beautiful, romantic spots. One among the many you visited was this gigantic church: Helsinki Cathedral, he told you it was called. Up the marble steps, you wandered about the stark, white columns near the entrance as Ville went on about the history of this building, “If I recall, it was built in tribute to Nicolas the first- back when this land was under Russian rule in the 1840s.” Though you would never say this aloud, you were really surprised at his knowledge of history. Ville was nothing like the grimey skater dudes that you usually hung around. He had this intelligent, charming air about him, and it helped that he didn’t smell like you sprayed a whole can of Axe body spray into a bag of Jack Links.

You didn’t even notice that he was looking at you as he mused aloud, “If I were to ever get married, Y/N, It would certainly be here.” From the second you walked in the room back at the club, Ville had his sights set on you. If it were a socially acceptable thing to do, Ville would’ve asked you to move in with him right then and there, but unfortunately he had some awareness of social graces. And as he stood on the steps with you, Ville just knew you would look like a princess dressed in white- an angel. He let his thoughts run wild a bit from there. Your lips were moving but the only thing he could hear was church bells.

Maybe not that fast- you were a sensible woman after all, Ville thought, and you didn’t seem the type to jump to get hitched to a man only because he was famous and interested. But that didn’t stop him from trying to subtly plant that thought in your head, conveniently taking a detour on the way back to your hotel to show you that wooden bridge in town that lovers and newlyweds place locks on to proclaim their affections for one another.

☆彡

You and Bam shared this look of confusion when the front desk lady told you there was something wrong with your reservation. A call was placed earlier and you had already checked out, she said, but despite Bam’s frustrated explanation that you already paid for that night, she wouldn’t hear him out- no refunds, hotel policy. Staring out the front window at the snow that was blustering by in the less than negative temperatures that were typical of a Helsinki winter, you racked your mind for options. Bam beat you to it, closing his flip phone with a click, “I just got off the phone with Ville-'” That knowing grin spread further across his face as he continued in a tone that indicated he was very proud of himself, “and he said we could crash at his flat for the night. He’s sending a car right now!”

A few moments later, the concierge let Bam know that he had a phone call for him. Reaching over the counter, he grabbed the receiver and pressed it to his ear, not noticing that you had slipped out the door even after you turned and called to him as you left, “Hey, I’ll wait out front!” It was really well choreographed- Ville called him just as that hot, black car pulled up in front of the hotel. Rolling down the window, he took in the sight of you there, standing under the yellow glow of that street lamp, waiting for him in the cold like some abandoned puppy on the side of the road. It was cute. You were walking around to the other side of the car as he lifted up the phone he was conveniently hiding below the window and pressed it to his ear, mumbling an “I'll call you back,” to Bam before flipping it shut. Sliding onto the warm, leather seat next to Ville was a welcome respite from the cold as you sighed, closing the door. He smiled at you and gently took your hand, placing a sweet kiss on your knuckle- this prince charming move that made you wonder if this was also a common gesture in Finland as you blushed and stammered, “Thanks for the, uh- thanks for the ride. How’s Bam gonna, like- get to your place…?” He shrugged nonchalantly, sitting back and looking back out the window as you sped off. “Oh, I just talked to him. We’re sending another car later to pick him up- he’ll be fine.” Once again, Ville’s fame got him what he wanted. The only thing he needed to do was make a phone call.

After you were done kissing your hellos, he talked with you on the drive to his place, but not the way Bam usually did- he wasn’t talking at you. Instead, Ville asked you how you were liking Finland or if you’d ever thought of moving here- he’d be happy to get you a place to stay and help you with the language if you were interested. Honestly, he made the whole concept of leaving your life in America behind sound pretty damn promising.

☆彡

“Wow…your place is really nice.” You looked arround with awe as you walked in the door, and even through the dimness you could tell it was a pretty upscale apartment. “I don’t spend a lot of time here- really. Just a place to crash between tours.” The only light in the room came from Ville’s fridge as he opened it, leaning inside. “Something to drink?” Sitting on his couch timidly, you gave him an, “mmhm,” and he came back with two beers, placing on on the glass coffee table and opening the other himself. Blue light cascaded onto his delicate features from the window that sat behind you, the only way you saw him in the darkness.

You couldn’t place your finger on what was so bewitching about Ville, but you had this whole image of him in your head already. He probably paints and writes poetry in this apartment, you thought. He probably spends his evenings on this very sofa, idly sipping wine for hours before throwing on his coat to solemnly wander about misty graveyards and lament the fleetingness of life and love while placing roses on headstones. He just seemed like the type.

The whole time the two of you were chatting over drinks and discussing how well the video went, Ville kept getting calls that he would quickly hit the ignore button on without any explanation. This would’ve set off red flags in any sane person, but at this point you couldn’t exactly consider yourself sane with the way you were drawn to him. What you didn’t know was who was calling him- Bam, who’d been waiting for that car to show up for the past two hours. That was until he called you and you quietly excused yourself to take it. “Dude! Okay, okay, okay-” He rambled on, “so basically- all the hotel shit’s sorted out! There was an issue with some system- i know- and they gave us all this complementary free shit!” From the way Bam was slurring his words, you could tell he was already making a dent in the mini bar. Still, you were relieved that everything got sorted out, however suspicious the circumstances.

But despite how happy Ville seemed to hear the news, you could tell there was something else happening in his head. Standing up, you were making your way toward the door when you felt something stop you. It was a hand- pale, long fingers firmly grasping your arm, and there was something possessive about the way it held onto you, like someone holding onto something for dear life. “Ville…?” Turning to him, the only way you could make out his presence was from the way the light flooding in the window silhouetted him. There was this aching, earnestness in his voice. “Don’t go. Don’t leave Finland.” There was something in his pleading words that made you think that he wouldn’t know what tomorrow would bring if he woke up and you weren’t there. “What? You- you want me to stay?” Answering your silent question of ‘how long?’, Ville continued, all but encouraged by the sympathy bubbling up in the corners of your eyes. “I don't know: a day, a month- a year? Forever? Just, please- don’t leave. I need you.”

“My heart, my body- my soul needs you. Just…stay.”

[reneetje]

I NEED MORE VILLE VALO FANFICTION

[tj-dragonblade]

Tagged by @seiya-starsniper, thank you! It's delightful to see new/different get-to-know-me questions circulating

Who was your first fictional crush?

Tygra from Thundercats. Had a friend when I was maybe ten and we'd hang out at recess and she'd make up Thundercats stories, and she loved picking on Tygra in these stories, so at some point I ended up going 'stop being mean to him, fuck it he's mine now' and I don't know if you'd call it a proper crush but there you go.

What’s the first colour you think of when I tell you to think of a colour? …Purple

Which fanfiction emotionally scarred you and still makes you shudder to this day? Don't know that I've ever been scarred by fic, per se. But that MCU fic where they used pancake syrup as lube still drifts to mind every now and then

I’m coming to your house for dinner, non-negotiable, what are you making me? Ahhhhhh, uhm, I don't really have the kitchen skills uh. I will corral Mr TJ to make you his signature chili and cornbread

Do you prefer lions or kangaroos? Kangaroos

Which fictional villain do you brush past the glaringly obvious issues for because you really like them? Danzo from Naruto perhaps - I mean it's not an 'oh my god I just love this guy' kind of thing as 'this dude is absolutely fascinating and compelling as a villain to the story who willingly makes himself the villain for the greater good and thereby maybe sees himself a sort of hero.' I enjoy him where most of fandom loves to just hate on him, and I definitely like him far better than any of the other villains that Naruto fandom adores

But also. Erik, Phantom of the Opera? Like yeah okay he's Got Issues he's murdered he's a stalker a manipulator etc etc but I have never felt inclined to root for anyone else in that story, sorry. He's probably the prime candidate if I was going to undertake to rewrite 'the story you think you know' a la Wicked or Maleficent

What would accompany your picture in the Burn Book in Mean Girls? I'm sorry I have never seen Mean Girls and don't know enough to answer this one

How many days would you last in the universe of your favourite fandom? Favorite as in current? Barring that 24-hour diner business (I had the impression it was worldwide but I could be wrong), probably alright. Favorite as in longest-standing? I'll probably be fine in the Trek-verse too

Have you heard of Mischief Theatre? I have not

Do you feel sorry for Medusa? Not something I'd ever thought about? But I am a fan of the trend of taking classic stories and reworking them from new perspectives, different points of view, with the idea that the narrative we're used to being given may not be how it actually went. So…I'm inclined to view her sympathetically?

Which song makes you think of your OTP? Uh, for current otp, maybe it would be Ville Valo's Olet Mun Kaikuluotain? Not even lyrically, just. Vibes. Soft waltzy quiet cozy romance vibes and that's what I want for them

Which song makes you disassociate and daydream the fastest? Depends on several factors but usually it will be if a song is firmly attached to a story in my head, where the story is built on or around the song. Like there was a whole multi-incarnation backstory I had in my head for Goujun/Tenpou at one point in my Saiyuki days, springboarded from Nightwish's Ghost Love Score to some degree, and for awhile that song would put me deep in the thought-spinning for that (which of course I never wrote)

Tagging, no obligation, tag me in your existing post as applicable: @danikatze, @zzoomacroom, @teejaystumbles, @academicblorbo, @staroftheendless, @chaosheadspace, @rooftopwreck

[xanticore]

Can you do a Myles ulrich fic where the reader is also in a band also the as well smut with some NFSW also Myles ulrich is the drummer player from Taipei Houston when he invite the reader to backstage??

sorry darlin, i don't write fics for them as idk them well. I take requests for metallica , guns n' roses, and Ville Valo. Maybe in the near future I would definitely write for them.

[philipjohnclapp]

thoughts on ville valo headcannons 😩

Ugh, so I’ve been staring at this since it came in my inbox, for months now? Maybe since July, I’m not sure. Anyways, I do not quite understand what this means still. But, if someone could please let me know I’ll try and fulfill the request. Thank you. 😭