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[world0fmadness]

BABY NAMES, PART II

finally did a little something for olve hereee… i really need to finish my dating headcanons for him though lolol! hope you guys like this! again, i know i am not all that great with names but i really try and i tried to choose names that actually fit the personality of the father as well as just pretty names <3

dad! ted has three daughters named tara skjellum, seren skjellum and topaz skjellum…

♡ topaz is the english word for the yellow precious stone, the traditional birthstone of november, ultimately derived from greek τόπαζος!

♡ seren means “ star ” in welsh!

all three of your daughters look exactly like ted, they look exactly like their father in every way shape and form! they have his fluffy blonde hair, his nose and really just almost all of his physical features… topaz is the one who looks like most like you but even then, she still looks much more like ted! you have to really study her to see the features she did manage to snag from you! ted is just the proudest girl dad ever, he adores his little girls and would not trade them for the world… he never wished he had gotten boys instead, never wished one of them could have been a boy… he has always been just so beyond content with his girls! he just works so well as a girl dad, works so well letting his girls braid his long blonde hair and carrying them on his hip, works so well helping his girls decide on what cute little outfit to wear in the morning, works so well helping you tie their hair up with little ribbons and butterfly clips…

your first born with ted was topaz and she was born in november, hence her name! another reason her name fits just so well only really came into play when she got older and her eye colour began to get more pigmented… they were bright green with speckles of almost gold and yellow dotted around, shining especially bright in the sun of warm summers! when she is old enough, ted gets her a custom necklace with said birthstone implanted into a small silver heart attached to the chain, resting atop her own heart! ted knows not to spoil your children, no matter how much he might want to at times, no matter how many puppy dog eyes they give him… he knows spoiling them will only actually hurt them, knows spoiling them will skew their view one money and good, but when he does give them gifts, surprising them with something after they get good grades or just behave really well, the gift is beyond meaningful and sentimental, something that they will be able to take with them through their whole life and not get bored of!

then you ended up having tara just a year after topaz! so they basically grew up together at such a close age, they almost acted as if they were twins! always wanting to wear the same little blue denim dungaree dress with the same colourful striped sweater underneath, down to the same light up shoes and the same velvet ribbons tying their hair up! topaz was a pretty small child so honestly, had they not looked so different, most people likely would assume they were born twins from afar! you and ted had seren much later, when topaz and tara were around both around ten to thirteen! both of you knew you wanted one last baby, one last child and so you planned one and managed to fall pregnant not long after all of the planning was done! topaz and tara were not all that happy at the news of a new baby… they just did not see the point at all and were obviously just kind of afraid of their father forgetting about them, forgetting them and replacing them with a new baby! but obviously, that could not be further from the truth and the two of you always reassured them of that! when seren was born, their attitude quickly changed and they constantly wanted to be around her, letting ted show them how to hold her whilst he smiles softly at the sight of his first babies becoming big sisters!

dad! olve has a twin daughter named olivia eikemo and a twin son named onyx eikemo…

♡ olivia was the name used by william shakespeare for a character in his comedy twelfth night! this was a rare name in shakespeare’s time that may have been based on oliva or oliver, or directly on the latin word oliva meaning “ olive ” in the play olivia is a noblewoman wooed by duke orsino! instead she falls in love with his messenger cesario, who is actually viola in disguise!

♡ onyx is the english word for the gemstone, which can be black, red or other colours!

olivia and onyx are not identical twins but they both look like such a perfect mix of the two of you it is honestly kind of crazy! like yes, that is how genes work and all but they are the perfect mix… an almost exact 50 / 50 split of yours and olves genes, anyone can tell straight away that they are definitely your children but not many people actually assume them to be twins are first because whilst they both look like the two of you do much, it is in pretty different ways! whilst olivia got her fathers nose, onyx got yours and whilst onyx got his fathers eyes, olivia got yours and so on… olve honestly could not be happier about it, his children are his absolute pride and joy, he thinks they are just so perfect… he loves that he can see so much of both himself and you, the love of his life in your children! and he is kind of glad they are not identical twins because he finds those just kind of freaky…

the name onyx for your son works so especially well because you and olve are likely married, whilst you did not have a particularly traditional wedding you are legally married and instead of the usual diamond ring, he gave you a matching black onyx stone ring! you got married before your son was born and the name kind of just popped into your head one night when your tired eyes drifted down towards your ring before looking at your husband matching ring as his big hand rests on your bump and bringing the name up to him as you shared the idea of it being a generally nice and unique name! your son definitely grows up to be exactly like olve with his personality and interests too, likely forming his own black metal band in his teens years and olve could not be prouder! he is just constantly a proud father with your children, he is always so beyond happy with everything they do in life, they could never disappoint him even if they tried and he supports them in everything they choose to do… he might seem kind of stoic and stone faced at times but around you and his kids? he melts so quick and is really just an undercover goofy father! seeing your young son trying so hard to be more like him, copying his mannerisms and replicating his style with leather jackets and shades never fails to make him crack a smile and pull his son into his side, offering to do his corpse paint next before ruffling his black hair as you laugh at the sight!

dad! tomas has two daughters named hanna haugen, helve haugen and a son named hugo haugen…

♡ helve means “ flake, snowflake ” in estonian!

helve was your first born and looks like a double of you! seriously, a complete double… she has your everything, she inherited so few physical genes from tomas but definitely grows up to have a personality and outlook extremely similar to his which he absolutely loves! he just cannot get over how much she looks like you though! he loves it and is always telling her how beautiful she is, just like her mother…

hugo and hanna look like exact copies of tomas with his hair, his nose, his bone structure and all! honestly, you could see the uncanny resemblance the second they were born and placed on your chest in the hospital bed… you could immediately recognise the same eye shape, same nose structure, same chin and you could just go on about how much you saw of him in them! the resemblance only got stronger as they got older too, they have so few of your own features but tomas swears he can definitely see you in them, swears your daughter your lips and your son has your ears! you suppose it only makes sense for him to get his doubles since you got yours in helve…

your first little girl, helve, was born in during the night of late december, just a few days after christmas! tomas thinks her name works so well since as she was being born, as she was truly making her entrance into the world, it was snowing outside… small, pristine little white snowflakes fluttering down from the dark night sky and floating past the glass of the hospital windows, serving as a calming sight during every small break you got from having to push! tomas was letting you squeeze his hand and scream at him as much as you needed to, his warm eyes studying your face as you stared out at the snow whilst his free hand brushed your hair back from your sweaty face… helve being a winter baby only made more and more sense as she got older, every time it snowed she would be begging you and tomas to let her go outside, staring up at her father with pleading eyes as he sighs and brushes his long hair back before going to grab his jacket and her puffy light pink snow suit, cracking a smile and looking at you with love in his eyes when she begins to squeal, excitement taking over her small body at the idea of getting to make a snowman with her papa! they play outside for so long together whilst you watch from the icy windows and occasionally pop out to take some pictures of them, laughing every time you see tomas pick your daughter up and softly slam her down into a pile of fresh snow, both of their own muffled laughs reaching your ears! your future two children turn out to not be the biggest fans of winter and prefer to stay inside with you, clad in their fluffy pyjamas and cuddled up on the couch with the fireplace crackling, hot chocolates in hand as they simply waiting for their older sister and father to come back inside! tomas never really saw himself having a child at all, let alone three, but after helve? he just kind of found himself wanting more with you!

dad! kjetil has a daughter named raven haraldstad…

the name raven works beyond well for your daughter! it was already decided as her name well before she was born just due to his general appreciation for the bird and their beauty but when she was born, the name was only even more solidified because she came out with a full head of fluffy raven black hair, making both you and kjetil smile down at her as she was placed on your chest, his hand coming down to stroke her petal soft cheek whilst mumbling to you about how perfect she is…

you fell pregnant with raven a bit later in life, not crazy later but likely late 20s to mid 30s! and whilst the two of you had never really thought about children all that much, never really planned on having a child… you decided to keep it, decided that maybe having a child would be a nice change in your lives and since you guys were getting a little older, you likely would not be able to wait much longer! kjetil is just so happy with your one little girl, so content with your only child… he treasures her as if she put the moon and stars in the sky, he feels such a strong will to love her and protect her! your daughter is absolutely infatuated with his nose ring! she is just so strangely fascinated with it for some reason, her big eyes that mirror his own are constantly trained on the shiny sliver in his nose as he holds her on his hip, her small fingers always reach up to poke at it as he chuckles at her antics, letting her gently poke at it curiously before planting a kiss to her fluffy black hair… not to mention when kjetil wears eyeliner or eyeshadow too! she is just so fascinated with quite literally everything her father does, she is a major daddys girl and both of you know it! and if he ever showed her some of his performance art? wether it be an old video or doing something in front of her, from a safe distance of course, it only ever fuels her obsession with her father and everything he does!

got any dad thoughts? send ‘em into my ask box hehe, bonus points if they are halloween dad thoughts because i think we all love halloween here <3

[death-to-posers]

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

Will do:

Smut✅

Angst✅

Fluff✅

Some averagely kinky stuff✅

x reader fics✅

platonic ships & fics✅

sodomy✅

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

Won’t do:

R*pe/Non con❌

Adult x minor ❌ (no weird pedo shit)

Anything that glorifies or sexualises severe domestic abuse❌

Pregnancy fics (I can’t I’m sorry.)❌

Shit kinks💀 (come on now..)❌

Vomit kinks (why.)❌

Foot fetish related stuff❌

Incest❌

furry/zoophile shit❌

vore❌

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

Might do, depends on the request:

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

People/bands I will write for:

AC/DC (all members)

Alestorm (all members)

Abbath (all members)

Alice In Chains (all members)

Abbath Doom Occulta

Bathory (all members)

Behemoth (all members)

Billy Idol

Björk

Black Sabbath (all members)

Bon Jovi (all members)

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

Cannibal Corpse (all members)

Carpathian Forest (all members)

Courtney Love

Celtic Frost (all members)

Darkthrone (all members)

Disturbed (all members)

The Doors (all members)

Dream Theater (all members)

Evanescence (all members)

Foo Fighters (all members)

Ghost/Ghost B.C. (all members)

Gloryhammer (all members)

God Seed (all members)

Gojira (all members)

Gorgoroth (all members)

Green Day (all members)

Hanoi Rocks (all members)

Helloween (all members)

Hole (all members)

Immortal (all members)

Iron Maiden (all members)

Joan Jett & The Blackhearts (all members)

Joost Klein

Judas Priest (all members)

King Ov Hell

KoRn (all members except David Silveria)

Lamb Of God (all members)

Lana Del Rey

Limp Bizkit (all members)

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

Mayhem (all members)

Megadeth (all members)

Metallica (all members)

Misfits (all members)

Morbid (all members)

Motörhead (all members)

Murderdolls (all members)

My Chemical Romance (all members except Bob)

Necrobutcher

Nickelback (all members)

Nirvana (all members)

Old Funeral (all members)

Ov Hell (all members)

Ozzy Osbourne

Pantera (all members)

Powerwolf (all members)

Pearl Jam (all members)

Queen (all members)

Rammstein (all members)

Rob Zombie

Repugnant (specifically Mary Goore)

Ronnie James Dio

Rotting Christ (all members)

Sabaton (all members)

Serj Tankian

Sirenia (all members)

Slaughter To Prevail (all members)

Slayer (all members)

System Of A Down (all members)

Type O Negative (all members)

Twisted Sister (all members)

Tool (all members)

Varg Vikernes

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

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

People/bands I will NOT write for:

Any kpop bands.

Any actors/actresses

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

Blink-182 (same as Deftones)

Falling In Reverse (Same reason as Deftones)

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

Panic! At The Disco (fuck no.)

The Beatles (no.)

Mötley Crüe (no❤️)

Tokio Hotel (nothing against them but no thanks)

One Direction (come on.)

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

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

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

- 𐕣𝕶𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𐕣

[death-to-posers]

Triumph

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

Title inspired by:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(Nsfw begins here, read at your own discretion)

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

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