Funeral fog.

Funeral fog.

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Øystein had always thought Pelle was crazy. Genuine, grade A crazy. And he loved it, it was just what Mayhem needed from a lead singer and frontman. But that's all this guy was supposed to be, a singer for his band. A bandmember. Not a friend, not a housemate, definitely not whatever the fuck this was. But staring outside the frosted window and into the early mornings dew covered forest... Watching the elusive male as he stripped himself of his clothes from the night before and exposed the pale, soft skin of his back only covered by his shining hair; Pelle didn't feel like a bandmember. He didn't feel like a housemate, he didn't even feel like a friend. Whatever the hell this was, it wasn't platonic. CROSS POSTED FROM MY AO3!!!! Its the same name with less Z's lmaoo
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Alex Dahl was looking in Black Metal a way to express the chaos and pain she carried with her, the opportunity came through a Norwegian band called Mayhem, but she did not expect it to find its place in the world with those three misfit souls and one that resembled too much with her. *This is just a fiction, even though it contains real people, it is not meant for misinformation. Please don't be mad if something happens different from reality, again this is a fiction.

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