Nightwish Cultverse
And I'm not even ashamed. This band are so perfect for this 'verse it's not even funny, so here we go:
When Tuomas Holopainen first heard Tarja Turunen sing, he wanted to break her - pin her down and make her his, because something black and twisted within him needed that voice. He stamped on the urge, but he knew, with blank certainty, that this was the voice that would take him where he had to go.
He was lucky. She didn’t know much about metal, but she agreed to join the band. Being onstage with her made his head spin. Her voice combined with his words and the rapture in the eyes of the audience was almost more than he could stand, and he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anyone. It was an ugly thing, this lust, and so he kept it hidden.
It was a struggle that only got harder when he fell in love with Tarja herself.
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It's pretty short, but I don't have time for the big, epic fic I want to write. So it'll just be snippets for now.