#about: eurory.

[deathwhoregutfucker]

whenever i see this scene i think about varg fucking him I MEAN WHO SAID THAT WTDFSHEJHSB

[gh0stgirl000]

Someone give me a fic of literally any Rory character with Patrick Veronas personality and reader with Kats personality and they have Patrick and Kats banter PLEASE I NEED IT

[roryslut]

goth and metal prt 1-eurory x f!reader (use of y/n)

brothers best friend‼️ (euro is 19 in a high school type band, reader is a senior) idk how norwegian school works sorry

warnings‼️ smut, drinking and drugs, making out, ass slapping, fingering, oral f!receiving, p in v, gagging, creampie, the L-word, a meer couple sentences that have just a wee bit of degration and exibitionism

(this is based off sum random pic i saw on here and my love for my bauhaus vinyls and obsession w my set up 💪)

thank you all for being so sweet frrr, i’ve been an anonymous rory lover and all of these fics are from the archive of my notes app over the past few months :)

Y/N is jan axels sister who doesn’t listen to much metal music, she’s more into gothic music. her brother had two friends he started a band with, she only knew the guitarist, oystein, since he was jan’s friend for a while. she stayed upstairs most of the time but around 9 she got sick of all the noise and decided to go downstairs.

As she approached the basement the music grew louder. she opened the door and the music stopped, all of their eyes hit her, making her feel a little embarrassed in her sleep shorts and a sweater.

“jan, can you keep it down or like, idk go somewhere else becuase i am just trying to have some peace of mind…”

the other members looked at jan who said “yeah, yeah we are almost done.”

“thank you” Y/N said leaving and going back upstairs.

“you really let your little sister boss you around like that?” oystein asked, he was a long time family friend and he knew Y/N for a while. they were friends when they were younger but he just kind of changed. “she’s not bossing me around, i just respect her, i mean, she usually is tolerant when we practice at my place.”

oystein looked pretended to be offended “what do you mean tolerant? she should be moved by my amazing guitar skill.” the bassist snickered, “in your dreams” jan replied, making oystein blush a little and the chuckles to grow louder.

oystein sighed and set down his guitar, “im getting a drink,” he states plainly before running up the stairs. he goes to the fridge and retrieves a cold glass of beer. when he closes the fridge door he finally noticed Y/N is also in the kitchen. she is reaching up high to grab a mug from the top shelf but she couldn’t seem to reach it. the sweater she was wearing rode up on her torso, exposing her flat stomach and thin waist which contrasted her full behind, the shorts hugging them well, leaving little room for the imagination. oystein shuttered, he couldn’t tell if it was because he was seeing his childhood best friends little sister all grown up, or because he was overflowing with desire. he will admit it, he has longed for her for at least a decade but nothing ever came of it. she was out of his league and off limits because of her brother, they had hung out a lot as friends but,

(a/n: idk why but when i wrote this i made the back story from euros first person, idk just imagine culkin like narrating idek, good luck.)

“i knew jan protected her with his life. one day when jan and i were in our last year of secondary school, about to graduate, i actually told him how i was feeling. that was unusual to say the least, we didn’t put our emotions into words very often. i told him how i wanted to ask his sister to the prom and how she had caught my eye in the past. he seemed suspicious and hesitant but eventually got the idea and gave me his blessing. i went to the store to get flowers, but they were sold out, i didn’t want to spend gas going to a different store so I just went home. but after that i lost hope, i never went to get the flowers or ask Y/N to prom, i guess i got caught up in the senior work and eventually i graduated, and now i only see her when im at jan’s.”

(okay it’s over, back to third person <3)

he pulled his eyes away and searched for a bottle opener but couldn’t seem to find one anywhere. he held the bottle up to Y/N and she nodded, she swiftly grabbed a spoon. oystein had his hand by the cap and had the bottle set on the table so she swiftly held his hand in place with one hand and with the other, used the spoon to open the bottle. oystein flinched and shook his hand, Y/N laughed, “it didn’t hurt that bad! and look your bottle is open,” oystein just smiled a little, and Y/N almost melted, his smile was beautiful but he never wore it. “you should smile more.” she she stated facing him. oysteins smile dropped almost immediately but the blush stayed on his cheeks and he reddened as Y/N inched closer to his face.

“you look nice when you smile,” she says, beaming and brushing a stand of his hair behind his ear smoothly. she walked away, giving oystein a second to breathe and hide the massive boner inside his pants. Y/N had abandoned the mug and grabbed a beer bottle from the fridge and opened it. “aren’t you too young to drink, Y/N?” oystein asked, he was 19 but not that new to alcohol. “no” she replied, “well, yes and no…” she said taking a hearty sip. “how old are you these days?” oystein asked slyly, Y/N replied with her honest age, “i’m graduating in a couple months.” “wow, you are mature beyond your years…” oystein states, smiling. “maybe you are just behind,” Y/N laughs and then drinks more. they are both about halfway done but the weather was kind of nice out. it was a summer dusk so Y/N and oystein went outside to finish beers and while they were out there, oystein couldn’t help but retrieve a rolled blunt from his pocket.

Y/N was a little nervous because they think smoking weed with someone is very vulnerable but they agreed to oystein and they smoked the joint. “i’ve always wanted to do this with you…” oystein admits, “do what?” she laughs, “idk, smoking together, drinking, talking, anything… i’ve always wanted to know you better.” she looks down, “i wanted to know you to, but you always seemed to push me away when i got to close, you never opened up to me after middle school you know…” oystein feels devastated a little hurt hearing this, he keeps smoking. “i’m so sorry if i made you feel unappreciated, Y/N. i really liked you, like really really liked you,” he chuckles. “i promise,” she smiles, still looking down, “really?” she asks. he goes on, “really! you know i was going to ask you to my prom last year, gosh i remember like it was yesterday. i asked your brother for his permission, it was the scariest shit i’ve ever done. and i was going to ask you but the store was sold out of flowers and i guess i just psyched myself out…” he admits, kind of laughing at the story.

Y/N is surprised since he never talks about his feelings this deeply. “wow, i never knew. why did you get psyched out?”

“i don’t know, you were almost two years younger than me but i was a nobody at that school. you were pretty and had good friends and were nice to everyone. i figured another lucky guy had already asked you, i wouldn’t want it make it weird.”

“wow, oystein i wish you told me, i would have gone with you.” Y/N said, he was kind of in disbelief at that.

Y/N smokes the blunt and smiles, content with oysteins confession, “i forgive you, cheers…” she says and holds up the bottle, “cheers to what?” oystein questions. “cheers to confession…” she laughs and they clink the bottles. “i confess that i really liked you too, well before you slammed the door on your emotions… but i know the oystein i knew is still in there.” Y/N says, seriously, almost in a stern tone. oystein was frozen for a moments time but in that moment he felt like he had gained the wisdom of centuries.

oystein finished the blunt and tossed it, and that quickly he grabbed her jaw and pressed his lips to hers for their long awaited kiss. their lips locked together, so perfectly they thought they would get stuck and never pull away. oystein even ran his tounge over her lips, meeting her in the middle when she got brave enough to try a french kiss. she was a little hesitant kissing someone she had known for so long, it almost felt wrong, but also so so right. her hands tangled in his wild hair and he held the back of her neck, his other hand subconsciously creeping up Y/N’s soft thighs.

after another moment which seemed like centuries, they pulled away catching their breath. they began to arrange their clothes and hair back to normal. “oystein?” Y/N asks, “yes?” “does this mean… that you still you know, like me?” oystein blushes “what makes you think that??” he states quickly. “well, you just kissed me like your in love, and… it’s just- also, i could see your boner the whole time.” Y/N admits, oystein was flustered but they laughed it off, his icy eyes locked on hers and he promised-not said, promised, “the second I laid eyes on you I was yours, yes, Y/N, I do like you.” she smiled and put herself in his arms, “good, i like guys who like me…” and then they both started laughing in each others arms like they used to.

“i have to get back,” oystein says getting up and holding the door back into the house open for Y/N but they eventually speak, “have fun with your death metal,” Y/N says, “its black metal, norwegian black metal…” oystein says smiling, “either way, my bauhaus vinyl is easier on the ears.” she smiles. “well maybe i’ll come up to your chamber and we can listen to it together, how does that sound?” he asks, she responds quickly, “grood… i meant to say great and good, i’m sorry i-.” he had already walked away thinking about how was he going to get rid of this raging boner.

later in the night, the guys had packed up their things, oystein was the last to leave, “hey do you want to stick around and watch a movie or something?” jan asked oystein, “umm, no” he remembered he promised he would go to his sisters room, “sorry man i’m just tired, see you.” and oystein quickly left with his guitar case and pretended to be going out the door but in reality he went to the next floor and knocked on Y/N’s door.

she had been waiting patiently for oystein to come upstairs and when he knocked she started the bauhaus vinyl, hoping he would be impressed with her music taste.

when Y/N opened the door oysteins jaw dropped, she had changed from her pajamas and into a lacey black top and thong that was covered by a sheer robe, tied around her small waist. he couldn’t believe it, she looked so different, so beautiful and enticing, he didn’t know what to say.

“does jan know you are here?” Y/N questioned, oystein shook his head, still in disbelief, “um- can i come in?”

she let him in and he sat on the end of her bed which also was the best place to listen to the vinyl. “do you like it?” Y/N asks. “yes” oystein says smiling, he puts his hands on her waist and begins to inch upwards towards the lacey bra, his hands still over the robe. “i think it’s really sexy…” oystein says continuing, “no,” Y/N laughs taking his hands in her own and interlocking them. “i meant the vinyl, oystein.”

oystein blushed from embarrassment and arousal, “oh- yes that’s really good too.” he nods. she laughs.

she leans into him and their lips meet, his hands returning to her body as the kiss intensified. she reached under his shirt, he felt electrified when she touched his skin and peeled his shirt over his head, quickly reattaching their lips.

the gothic music blasted through the speakers, him still sitting on the bed, she backed away and he bathed in all her glory. she gave him a small tease, untieing the robe and slowly peeling it off her body, revealing her smooth pale skin that shined in the moonlight flowing through the window. the black lingerie contrasted her complexion and he had a sudden urge to strip it off her.

oystein stood from the bed quickly, pulling her in for another kiss, rubbing his large ringed fingers up and down her torso, he reached behind her back and unclipped the bra, letting out a sigh. he pulled it off her, staring for a second at her chest before grabbing her in his hands and fondling her breasts in his hands. “you are so beautiful, god you have no idea what this does to me.”

Y/N moaned at his words which only encouraged him, he latched to her neck and slurped at it like a vampire, letting his teeth graze her soft skin before sucking a hickey onto her throat. “sorry babe, your brother might get mad about that…”

she sighed, “forget about him.” she said, running her hands into his hair. he moved his lips down her body to her chest and began to suckle and kiss her breasts, Y/N continued moaning as she held his face to her, he bit down a little on her nipple causing her to flinch a little and pull oystein by the hair, but he just let out a low moan and the vibrations ran from his teeth to her bud, making her pussy wetter every second. she had to hold on to the desk so she wouldn’t collapse right there.

he got down to his knees, leaving a trail of kisses down her torso. his ringed fingers pulled down her thong effortlessly. he stared at her, but then slid his finger through the folds and penetrated her hole. Y/N let out a lewd noise but oystein didn’t stop, he kept fingering her, making her moan harder and her legs feel like jelly. oystein placed a hard smack on her asscheek and then brought his lips to the clit, kissing and then sucking on it. she felt close already. “oystein!! i’m gonna- please i’m going to cum”

oystein was suprised that she was going to cum this fast but her pussy leaked all over his hand and he lapped the juices up with his tounge. he stood up and pulled her into a kiss, her cum mingling between their lips, and right then, she came on his fingers- hard, his hand was still on her ass and it held her up since her knees had completely buckled under her.

oystein took down his pants and boxers swiftly, Y/N was suprised at his length, “oystein, that won’t fit!” “i’ll be careful baby” he replies. while he took his pants off Y/N flipped the vinyl which is very important. then he was ready. he took her by the waist and pressed her back to his chest, his hard member pressed between her legs, precum was oozing from the tip of his cock. oystein sat back in the bed, right between the speakers and set Y/N on top of him, spreading her legs. “are you ready?” oystein asks gruffly in her ear, nibbling at the lobe. she nodded and he groaned and his cock twitched between her legs so she wasted no time and grabbed it. she pumped it a few times, lubing it with pre cum and her pussy juices. then she pushed him into her, his cock filled her to the brim. “oh my god,” she muttered, he continued pushing in, inch by inch. she didn’t know if she could take the feeling at first. oystein wrapped his arm around Y/N and grabbed her tit roughly, he began moving her up and down his length. “you are doing so good.” oystein praised as he began to speed up, pounding into her messy cunt. she began to moan louder, over come by the feeling. “let me hear you,” oystein says, “they can’t hear you over the music, unless you want them to you little slut.” he laughs, “yeah, i bet you would like that, if your brother came up here and walked in on his best friend pounding his innocent little virgin sister.” Y/N couldn’t respond more than pornographic moans. “i’m-im” she utters, “oystein, cum-“ she speaks and has and orgasm on oysteins cock. he reaches his other hand around her and puts his fingers deep in her throat, pulling her down on him roughly. she was gagged and fucked into oblivion, his hand squeezing her chest. her moans echoing louding through the room with bauhaus music.

oystein finished inside her, he grunted and spurted cum though her. she was oozing and when he pulled out she sighed roughly and let cum drip and bubble from her hole. oystein left a harsh slap on her ass, almost squeezing it like he was milking her pussy. the whole time serenading her with compliments and love that he had for her. “you did so good, baby, god if i knew that pussy was so good i would have gotten it in grade school.” kissing her neck.

then he left, getting a washcloth from her bathroom to clean them. he got dressed and she pulled on the robe, “are you leaving?” Y/N asks, “i’m sorry- i thought that’s what you wanted, i mean, i would have to leave early tomorrow.” oystein responds. “that’s okay,” Y/N says, “do you want to spend the night?”

oystein couldn’t believe it, it’s not like he had never slept over in the house before, he had hundreds of times, but never in your bed. he nodded and got into the bed. they kissed a couple times before he pushed her hair back and stated, “i love you,” it seemed early but they really did love eachother, and they had for years. she blushed and tried to cover her smile with her hand. “i love you, too, oystein, i never stopped once.” she states, cuddling up into oysteins chest and falling asleep.

(prt 2 here)

[theebubblegumbitch]

got a charlie walker fic AND a eurory fic in the works yall are about to eat GOOD.

[thirtyratsinasuit]

Writing for the actual Øystein Aarseth is fuckin weird. Same with Pelle and Varg.

For starters, Pelle needed psychological help. Øystein used this as a gain for his band. Even though several people who knew Pelle personally and said he was never depressed, he just believed he was meant to be dead, doesn’t help Øystein’s case one bit. He was a sack of shit.

Varg is also a sack of shit. His TikToks are enough proof of that, (ashamed to be related to him but whatever.)

If I see one more fuckin “Varg x Øystein” one shot I’m going to lose my shit. It’s disgusting. As I mentioned before I am very distantly related to him, I don’t need to be seeing fics about my murderous family member and his victim floating around. Ugh I can’t believe I had to post this.

Edit;; I hate having to clarify lords of chaos isn’t really that weird to write about since it’s so far from the truth. Granted, I won’t write for LOC Varg, but I’ll gladly write for Eurory since this blog is mostly for Rory Culkin.

[icarus-star]

Hehe, I love that I've started this >:) The concept of cramming them all in a house together has been giving me chuckles for a while now. But Eurory really do be giving Rodrick vibes frfr

i'm glad u started this >< i will never stop thinking about it nowwww

[girlshapedcupcake]

up thinking about eurory! w a girly bimbo gf who wears matching mayhem crop tops w him and sometimes does his corpse paint but they’re so opposite and it’s soooo 😣😣😣

[r0ryculkinz]

my introduction/about me

•I’m Kaz. I don’t really know what to write so this probably looks a bit weird.

•I love Nirvana, Dissection, Ancient North, Mayhem, Slayer, Cannibal Corpse, Eternal Fear, Ominous Moon, Satyricon, Hellhammer , Type O Negative, etc etc. basically any genres other than country

•On my page, I’m probably going to be posting/writing smut or fluff. Otherwise I’m probably going to be reblogging shit I see

•I’m pansexual

•I was born and raised in America but my ethnicities or whatever I inherited are: 🇺🇸🇫🇷🇮🇪🇵🇱🇩🇪

•For some reason I find eurory so hot. Like I honestly think it’s one of his hottest roles

[xokaus]

can you write a story about eurory cockwarming you until the point where he can’t stand it anymore and just ends up fucking the living shit out of you😭

꒰ give it to me. rory! euronymous ⊹ smut, eighteen plus.

it was supposed to be innocent. you were bored and wanted a little bit more of his attention besides cuddling, so you asked to slip it in soft. he doesn’t mind at first, he enjoys the feeling of your warm walls wrapped around him and the way they tighten every now and then. but when you slowly become slick, slick enough to coat his cock, he’s pressing his body into you from behind and thrusting inside of you. his thrust start off slow and deep but when he feels the way your tightening up on him as him begging for more, he gives it to you.

you’re laying on your side, one of his hands wrapped around your neck while the other has a tight grip on your side to keep you still. his rough thrusts jolted not only your body but the bed. “øystein,” you moan out, breathless as his cock bullies your insides. it never misses a spot inside of you, always filling you up just the right way. so much so, it made your head go fuzzy and your legs weak. you hear his groans and heavy breathing in your ear as you let out your own unique noises he loved to hear.

“kiss me,” you hear him whisper, and you turn your head allowing his lips to press into yours. he kissed you roughly and carelessly, spit running onto the corner of your mouths.

[gh0stgirl000]

Do i write a Eurory fic about a super sweet reader and Euro and all her friends tell her she’s too sweet for him but he’s really such a sweetheart to her and he treats her so good based on back to the basics by Lana Del Ray?? No? Okay.

Ngl this came from me listening to the part that’s like “us against the world just me and you wahoo!” while imagining and edit of euro and his pastel pink barbie of a girlfriend being edited to it

[icarus-star]

Adding into the rory characters living in a house together!!

-Chris takes the most time in the shower(half of the characters have nit touched soap or water since birf.) ((They all know why Chris takes so long in the shower.))

-Every once in awhile, VIOLENT fights will break out between some of them; Danny tries ti calm the people fighting and gets fucking punched.

-Charlie makes everyone watch horror movies with him. Like no matter what. Then he just starts yapping the entire time about characters, plot holes, dumb choices, why he loves the movie.

-🦉

is chris playing with his worm in the shower? :( shampoo nd conditioner in his pubes again?? :(( danny's the only one fighting to get in there anyways

whos fighting about what!! we need to know that first!! kappa wants to turn the house into a sex cult or something i bet

literally no one is listening to charlie. eurorys sleeping, roger and dan r trembling in the corner (they don't like scary movies), kappa is picking at how inaccurate the gore is.

[icarus-star]

maybeeeeee it’s just me but i think making pasta and listening to metal with eurory is something he would enjoy and being affectionate☺️☺️but it’s his little secret 🤫

yes!! i don't know anything about makin pasta so i can't really add much on but yes!! absolutely!!

[icarus-star]

Super random but do u have any like horny thoughts or cute idea’s about ollie Danny or euro? I desperately need some daydream material totally fine if u don’t just ignore this

also do u think euro would like to be called oystein by his partner bc it seems so much more personal and would only let u and his family call him it

-🌺

sadly, i cannot think of anything right now :( i'm saving my brain power for when i write this weekend!!

buuutttt eurory LOVSS when u call him oystein. but he would literally never admit it. it's just so special to him when ur one of the only people calling him it

[icarus-star]

i’d like to add to the rory character house— eurory and jack (the pretentious musician and the pretentious poet) can often be found smoking on the back porch, charlie hangs out with them bc he thinks they’re cool and they understand his type of fucked up and aren’t bothered by gore, but he doesn’t smoke with them bc the one time he did he almost coughed up a lung and they laughed at him and he’s convinced that after that they’ll never think he’s cool

i bet charlie tries sooo hard to seem cool but one way or another he's gonna accidentally end up yapping about scary movies!! (euro nd jack don't mind actually, they find them interesting sometimes)

[icarus-star]

OKya. okay. hi!! sorry to bug you again🥰💗🥰😍😍💗💗😞

What would cooking be like in that household. I need to know. I don't know who would b the one cooking(Gabe from materna probably.) but!! -When Clyde cooks no one frickle fracking eats. Most of the time its like burnt, soggy toast with semi-fried noodles on top.(not boiled. FRIED.)

-Scott and Chris both like chicken nuggets and fries. Thats all they want to eat.

-Eurory eats literally whatever you put infront of him. (I feel like hes on the liver king type of diet or whatever((I think this is funny ti think about i know its not true but😭)). Everyone looks at him in horror as hes just eating raw meat or whatever.)

-Gabe(materna) cooks most of the time(probably), and he makes pescetarian dishes for everyone (Kappa probably hates it). AND the times when someone else cooks, Gabe has to b made a special dish(either he has to make it himself, or actually force the one cooking to make it for him) (depending if its one of the mean guys cooking.)

-🦉

gabe is definitely the cook!! danny helps around too, but he knows more about baking than cooking. i don't think that gabe has anything against preparing meat for the others, he just doesn't like eating it.

the big issue is getting everyone to decide on dinner. jack wants pasta, chris wants chicken nuggets (preferably dinosaurs shaped, though he would never admit it), clyde and charlie wanted to order pizza. it's a mess!!

[icarus-star]

i'm high u guys wanna talk about clyde or eurory or joel please haaai :3