#Bella poarch life

[unlikelycollectivewombat]

LİVİNG HELL BELLA POARCH

“Living Hell” is the fourth track off of Bella Poarch’s first EP “Dolls”.

Bella Poarch teased a snippet of the song on July 21, 2022 on her social media platforms with the title of “should I release this??🖤🕷”. Most likely thinking about releasing it as a single, even though it never was. A longer snippet of the song was released on July 30, 2022.

Bella posted on her Instagram account on August 18, 2022 with the caption of

""Living Hell" is a story about my childhood. It’s a story about how I struggled growing up inside a real-life living hell in a tiny room in the Philippines. My whole life, I’ve been trying to escape my childhood trauma, my living hell, and no matter how much therapy I do, no matter how much medicine I take, and no matter how far I try to run away��it always comes back to haunt me. The music video is inspired by my childhood room. My room was yellow and had a lock on the outside. Yellow because it was a color I was forced to like growing up. It was my parents way of letting me know that they have the power in the house. And a lock on the outside because my parents wanted to make sure that I didn’t escape when I was in there. It was really hard for me to relive this while shooting the music video. I really want to talk to you more about it when I’m ready. Sorry for the essay the reason I’m writing this is because I want all of you who are reading this and all of you who have supported me along this journey to understand that I love you more than you know. You guys are my escape. You guys are why I wake up everyday. You guys are the reason that I’m able to break free from this mess and in my darkest times, understand that things are going to be okay. I truly can’t thank you enough and I want you to know that I’m here for you the same way that you’re here for me. To anyone who is also going through their own living hell, you will escape and I’ll be right there by your side. This one’s for you💛”

(The article does not belong to me...)

Lyrics:

You know I don't believe in ghosts

Or letting people close

I'm good at letting go

You kiss my lips until they're colder

Think you're in control

But I should let you know

Well, the good guys don't always get the glory

Can't you see the warning signs?

I can make your life a livin' hell

If I wanted to, wanted to

Wish this was a love you never felt

And you know it's true, know it's true

Love me, love me

Trust me with that heart of yours

Feels so heavy

Lying on the bedroom floor

I can make your life a livin' hell

If I wanted to, wanted to

Chew you up and spit you out

And still you come around

So I can watch you drown

Hate when you tell me that you'll wait

Like you think that I could change

When I've always been this way

Well, the good guys don't always get the glory

Can't you see the warning signs?

I can make your life a livin' hell

If I wanted to, wanted to

Wish this was a love you never felt

And you know it's true, know it's true

Love me, love me

Trust me with that heart of yours

Feels so heavy

Lying on the bedroom floor

I can make your life a livin' hell

If I wanted to, wanted to

I'm haunted by the words you say

When I can't say that I feel the same

And that you'll always be alone

And baby, you should I'm only gonna ghost

I can make your life a livin' hell

If I wanted to, wanted to

Wish this was a love you never felt

And you know it's true, know it's true (and you know it's true)

Love me, love me

Trust me with that heart of yours

Feels so heavy

Lying on the bedroom floor

I can make your life a livin' hell

If I wanted to, wanted to (if I wanted to)

Spotify

M/V

https://youtu.be/iCPm55hqA3k

[bucklemonster2]

A Letter to The Youth.

I wrote a letter to the youth. It's the things I wanted to know before I went to high school myself.

English

https://docdro.id/zvVZ98S

https://drive.google.com/drive/my-drive https://archive.org/details/letter-to-the-youth

Nederlands: Dutch

https://archive.org/details/brief-aan-de-jeugd-voor-iedereen

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1BY5IFUmQ5OYMpAcT8Wl2VRzUuQv_648H/view

https://docdro.id/D4CpV2t

[sleepykoi]

Jaiden is an actual queen

never in my life would i think i would see Schlatt, Moist Critikal, Bella Poarch, Quackity, Logan Paul and IShowSpeed in a Jaiden Animations video but here we are

[sevenofboop]

Life is a commercial for death

Anger is something I worked to manifest

Life is a commercial for death

And you're hypnotized by the advertisement

…It's my confession and my testament

Don't need your weapons, I got my own

‘Church Outfit’ - Poppy

New Poppy song giving me serious Wednesday vibes. Other songs include:

Cult Leader - KING MALA

Last Laugh - FLETCHER

Villain - Bella Poarch

Vigilante Shit - Taylor Swift

If anyone’s got any music recommendations pop me an ol’ message otherwise stay tuned for the Enid piece that will probably accompany this 😊

[korogie]

my favorite moment from them being on bella poarch’s show is when bella was standing in the middle and dream tried to subtly move so he could be standing next to george 😭

Dream has never been subtle in his life and it makes me cry every time

[misscinnamonroll16]

Brozone Playlist

Now Floyd has a LOT of songs. A lot of them are solely because they're rock and he'd like that (again, personal headcanon). He's also slutty some songs are like that.

Previous Brother Next Brother

Gossip by Maneskin

Anything MCR related

My band by D12

Bleeders by Black veil brides 

I wanna be your slave by Maneskin

Poison by Blake Roman/ Angel dust (he's so angel dust coded)

Nails, Hair, Hips, Heels by Todrick Hall

Psycho Crazy by Halestrom 

Final Girl(too pretty to die) by PI3RCE

FIFTY FIFTY by Cupid

Chop Chop Slide by Insane Clown Posse ( him and Clay have a lot of songs that they unknowingly share)

Cannibal by Nethan Apollo

Fall out boy songs 

Heaven was full (I’m headed straight to hell) by TX2

Everywhere I go by Hollywood Undead

Punk tactics by Joey Valence and Brae

I’m not a Vampire by Falling in reverse

Freak Show by PI3RCE

Wolf in Sheeps Clothing by Set it off

Barbie & Ken by Scene Queen and Set it off

Till Death by PI3RCE 

21st Century Vampire by Huddy

Valentino by Years & Years & MNEK

Take a Hint by Meghan Kabir (this version bc swearing and drinks)

Anything from a musical

Hallowennie IV by Ashnikko

I’ve already said this but Melanie Martinez

Panic at The Disco 

Rebel Girl by Bikini Kill

Slumber Party by Ashnikko

Daisy by Ashnikko

Build a Bitch by Bella Poarch

Billionaire by Bruno Mars and Travie McCoy

Porn Star Dancing by My Darkest Days

Flesh by Simon Curtis 

Pretty Little Psycho by Porcelain Black

My First Kiss by 3OH!3 featuring Ke$ha

Jesus of Suburbia by Green Day 

How to be a heartbreaker by Marina and the Diamonds (ironic name for Floyd to like lol)

You call me a bitch like it’s a bad thing by Halestorm

Telephone by Lady Gaga featuring Beyonce 

Good girls go bad by Cobra Starship

Sarcasm by Get Scared 

Single Ladies by Beyonce 

Barbie girl by Aqua

Big girls don’t cry by Fergie

Secret by The Pierces

Wake Up by Black Veil Brides

Do Not Disturb by Halestorm 

Familiar Taste Of Poison by Halestorm 

Love Bite (so do I) by Halestorm

Fuck you by Lily Allen 

P!nk

I Will Not Bow by Breaking Benjamin

Bring me to life by evanescence 

Diary of Jane by Breaking Benjamin

I hate everything about you by Three days grace

Bad Romance but specifically the punk version

Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani 

Don’t stop the music by Rihanna 

Misery Business by Paramore

Everybody talks by Neon Trees 

Bubblegum bitch by Marina and the Diamonds

Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me by Tata Young

I’m Not Gay by J Pee (gag song for a different reason)

Everyone is gay by Great Big World

Hello I love you by Adore Delano 

Ur so gay by Katy Perry 

Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri

Ke$ha

Love the way you lie by Eminem featuring Rihanna

Avril Lavigne 

Twenty One Pilots

Little Game by Benny

Squidward’s Nose by Cupcakke 

I’m yer dad by GRLwood

M.I.L.F. MONEY by Fergie

Thot shit by Megan thee Stallion

No by Meghan Trainor

Cinderella’s Dead by EMELINE 

F*ck it All by TX2

Brozone songs

[astriel-nya]

I see in your eyes the same obsession that drives me ~ a Marazhai Playlist with voice lines◟⊹

Made a Marazhai playlist as that cutie lives rent free in my head ✨

Been collecting loads of songs that remind me of him x3333

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�Voicelines used:

Thank you so much @sighamadaravv on YouTube and @jaal-ama-daravv on Tumblr for letting me use your extracted voice lines from the game!!! Couldn't have made this as brilliant without you!!!�

�Art used:

MARAZHAI AEZYRRAESH Sprite for Rogue Trader by Owlcat games: https://40k.gallery/marazhai-aezyrraesh/

�Music used:

Hands Up! - 6arelyhuman https://youtu.be/NpvUuMGBKxs?feature=shared

All Night - snow wife https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1J6VJfsMLH4

Magdalena Bay - killshot https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=El0AfTkxfyM

Moth to a Flame - the weekend https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXEhipJL9aY

Sick thoughts - lewis blissett https://youtu.be/m2DLQp66ukw?feature=shared

I LUV U - mia rodriguez - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RadRYxActy4

the hills x the color violet x creepin - the weeknd, tory lanez, metro boomin https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03MmvIMjJXo

PLEASE - OMIDO & Ex Habit https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZ2rB8QG5Ow

Daddy - ramsey https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yv1RCdnw6QU

I'm yours - isabel larosa https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6kFXJBOCYOI

Desire - meg myers https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E0hGQ4tEJhI

Villain - bella poarch https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c-ExlnYlaK8

American Horror Show - snow wife https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_vsS8Cb-f8

Life of the Party - the weekend https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nKvwEwYDows

Taste - ari abdul https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rp6BQtCvaCM

Whore - in this moment https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p40PrOU-9No

Stay - ari abdul https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=blimRivE6MU

� DISCLAIMER I do not own anything included in this video. None of these songs are mine nor is the drawing art, this is only for entertainment purposes and pretty much for fun. All credits go to the rightful owners.

Copyright Disclaimer under Section 107 of the copyright act 1976, allowance is made for fair use for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favour of fair use.

[sugawhaaa]

Hyunjin X reader

"If love was poison we'd drink it anyways~"

Part. 1

Sly fox dumb bunny

Warnings::mentions stealing, weapons, toxic relationships, bets, intoxication

Pairing::criminal!hyunjin! X cop!reader

A/N:: SORRY FOR THE WAIT IVE BEEN WRITING SO MANY OTHER FANFICS 🙇‍♀️ I HOPE YALL LIKE THIS LONG AWAITED PART 1

[Pls read epilog before this]

You turned around and pointed the gun at the man. He looked surprised but not afraid in the slightest. "Put your hands up or I'll shoot!" You shouted firmly at him.

"Who the Hell do you think you are?" The man laughed with a cocky expression.

"Officer Y/N L/N from the Korean national police, a senior inspector." You stated harshly while the man just laughed.

"And I'm Johnny Rob from the fucking circus, your rank doesn't mean shit to me." He laughed as he shrugged before putting his hand at his hip, like he was going to grab something. You pointed the tip of your gun at his hand before reluctantly pulling the trigger.

There was a loud bang! But nothing else. You opened your eyes to find his hand unharmed. "Haha you're gonna need these to shoot me." He said showing you the bullets in his hand. You looked at your gun in shock before hearing a loud crash behind you. Oh yeah there's two more! You turned around and saw the massive window now smashed to bits. You turned back around to where the blonde man was but he was nowhere to be found. You turned to the window again before running over to it and looked out of it. As you looked down at the ground you found no reminisce of the other two people from before. You examined the gun closer before realizing it was just a fake model gun!

You threw it on the floor before stomping out the door to go find the bartender from earlier. You spotted him and informed him of everything, he looked at you like you were crazy.

"Alright that's enough," he said as he put his hand up. "Seems like you've had enough drinks for tonight." He said as he started approaching you.

"No! I'm telling the truth! I'm a police officer and I work for the KNP!" You explained as you backed away from him.

"Yeah and I'm the government of America, let's get going home. Do you have that friend to drive you home?" He said as he held you, not forcefully, just enough to keep you standing here.

"Yeah, she's still in the club."

-time skip-

You sat in the back of Alyssa's car as she and her new friend Vanquisha sat in front chatting up a storm. You replayed what happened in your head over and over again. That's when the car halted and you realized you were already at your apartment. You thanked Alyssa for driving you and got out of the car. As you were shutting the car door Alyssa rolled down her window and called out your name. You walked over to the window and leaned in, she stuck her head out the window and softly spoke.

"Don't stress about what you think you saw tonight. I think the work stress is just getting to you and all those drinks made you visualize things that weren't there. Maybe there was a girl crying? And maybe you did follow them? But the rest was the alcohol. Maybe someone put something stronger in it to make you hallucinate?" She said as you were thinking about her every word.

"Yeah, you're probably right," you lied. You know what you saw. Those men were there, and the blonde one had a gun. Besides, the window was actually broken when you saw it later.

"Alright go get some sleep," Alyssa said with a wave of her hand before driving off. You were exhausted so you wasted no time getting changed and into bed. It was mere seconds before you fell asleep.

The next morning you woke up with your hair a mess, blankets half off, clothes on backwards and you had no idea where you were. Perhaps you were a little tipsy last night. You checked your phone to see the battery was at 10% so you plugged it back in and sat in bed. Rethinking all your life choices. You then remembered today was a Friday so you had the entire day off and you weren't on call for the next month so you decided to start the day off with a nice healthy meal. You went out to your fridge and opened it to see…nothing.

"Fuck!" You said as you slammed the door. You then went to the cupboard to find coffee but when you opened it…no coffee. "I mean it's not like I had milk anyway," You said to yourself before closing the cupboard door. You decided to go down to the coffee shop nearby and pick up a little breakfast and some coffee before getting groceries.

You walked up to the line in the shop and looked around the menu. You come here often but you usually don't eat breakfast outside of your own home. When it was time for you to order you walked up to the counter and prepared to request your order but when you made eye contact with the woman at the counter you realized. She looks exactly like the girl from last night. You paused for a moment as you stared at her, she tilted her head and said "is something wrong mam?" You snapped back to reality and replied.

"Sorry, still not awake yet haha," you laughed.

"No,no I get you don't worry about it," She seemed super laid back and friendly and you could tell that by just 9 words. After ordering your food you picked it up and waved goodbye to the woman. You ate it on your way over to the supermarket to get some things to last you a few days. It'd be a fairly short visit.

You finished your breakfast and put the garbage in a trashcan on the side of the sidewalk. As you entered the store you realized you forgot your phone. You sighed and continued on shopping considering you were already here. Vegetables, meat, ketchup, milk, cheese, breakfast foods, snack food what else? You checked off the grocery list in your mind while going through the isle's. Ramen!

You went to the noodles section and started looking around. Unfortunately they didn't have your favorite instant Ramen so you had to find a substitute. As you examined different packs a man stood beside you. You didn't mind because all he was doing was the same as you until he tapped you on the shoulder. You looked up to see a soft man with fluffy blonde hair, glasses, a warm long coat smiling at you.

"I'm sorry but do you know where on this it'd say it's vegan?" He said warmly as he held the little circular box towards you. You looked at him suspiciously to which he responded with a frightened look. He looked so much like the man who had a gun last night.

"Oh don't worry. If it was vegan it'd be listed right here." You said as you pointed at the box for him.

"Thank you very much," he said with a light bow before moving around and checking the bowls of Ramen. He picked one up, checked it, and nodded before walking off. You eyed him for any suspicious behavior. You decided to stop him from walking past you.

"By the way, are you vegan?" You asked kindly.

"I'm afraid not. What makes you ask?" He said slightly aloof.

"I'm just interested in vegans and vegetarians, I think they're very well mind setted people." You explained.

"I can't help but agree," he said, taking a moment to stop and chat to you. Hands on his hips, one still holding his Ramen bowl.

"Why aren't you vegan?" You asked. It sounded a little stupid now that you thought about it but too late, you already said it.

"Too expensive haha," he chuckled awkwardly. "But I still try to get vegan things, such as Ramen." He said idly.

"Funny that you say that because you were the one asking me for help when it comes to knowing if it was vegan." You said getting a little serious.

"Whoa whoa, it's just that when I dormed with my ex-roommate he was the vegan one so he'd know how to get all the vegan food and I'd just follow his lead!" You explained sincerely.

"That makes sense but how did you never notice the big VEGAN label on them?" You said as you pointed at the box.

"My roommate would be the one to cook them." He explained getting serious himself.

"All the time?" You said with an uncertain look. That's when a man asked to get past you "O-oh sorry!" You apologized as you moved out of the way but when you turned back around again the man from before was gone. The only thing left was a vegan Ramen bowl on the floor. You picked it up and looked at it before sighing to yourself. Maybe work is getting to me… you thought to yourself.

You paid for your food and went back home. After putting everything away you checked your phone. You had 5 messages from Alyssa, she invited you to hang out with her and Vanquisha this evening. You replied with an excited yes and talked about the plans.

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It was now 5:43pm and you were at a Korean barbecue restaurant with Vanquisha and Alyssa. Basically third wheeling for the past hour. They weren't dating yet but it was PAINFULLY obvious they were both so into each other and as you watched them recreate perfect kdrama scenes throughout this get together you lost your mind.

It came time to pay and one of the young men came up to you and asked if they were ready to pay. Even during that they were being romantic. Fighting over which one of them was gonna pay until you frustratedly told the man to split it.

After paying you went out to Alyssa's car and sat in the back seat…again. As they were being lovey dovey you looked out the window and replayed your recent memories from the club and grocery store. The more you thought about it his facial features were similar to the blonde gunman at the club. Your head started aching at all this thinking.

"Sorry to butt in but is it okay if you drop me off now?" You said leaning forward to the two girls in front.

"Sure, but why don't you want to come with us?" Alyssa smiled at you while stopping at a red light.

"I'm not feeling great. I've got a headache and I'm feeling light headed," you explained.

"Oh okay. I'll drop you off now." Alyssa said before turning to the left when the light turned green. Vanquisha gave you some meds with a warm smile, her dark skin filled her eyes as she smiled.

You arrived home and lazily walked up to your apartment room. After fumbling around with the keys you got inside. At the window you found a male figure standing in the moonlight. You panicked and shouted "who are you!?" To the mysterious figure.

"Don't recognize me?" The man said as he turned around and approached you, his face now visible. You analyzed his features and it clicked. He pulled his hair back with a smirk. "You don't happen to have any vegan ramen?" He chuckled before sitting on a chair around your circular table.

"How the hell did you know where I live!?" You said angrily stomping over to him.

"Check the pocket of the jacket you wore to the grocery store," he said pointing to your jacket hanging on the wall. You looked at him suspicious before going over to your jacket. You shoved your hand in the pocket and found a little pill shaped red tracker in it. You grabbed it in a fist and growled. "You're pretty unaware for a cop," he smirked as he sipped some tea from one of your tea cups.

"When did you-" you said as you looked around for any remnants of him getting tea. Nothing to be found. You looked back at him to make sure he wasn't doing anything troublesome. "What do you want?" You said with crossed arms.

"I want you to quit your job." He said cheekily.

"What?!" You said as you stomped over to him. He was unbothered, simply sipping his tea. "Why the hell do you want me doing that?" You tried to get behind his motives.

"Haha, you really don't know anything about this police industry sweetie," he laughed as your fists clenched.

"Says you!" You said sitting down, arms crossed.

"I was once a fool like you," he waved his hand in the air. "Gullible, immature, slow," he stated as your blood boiled. "But it didn't take long for this fox to figure it all out," he said, gesturing to himself. You raised an eyebrow at him at his unbelievable talk.

"What do you mean by that?" You inquired. He shook his head with a "tsk, tsk, tsk"

He stood up and started heading for the door before you ran in front of it. He bent down to look at you in the eye. "I'm going to have to ask you to move, bunny." He said with a gentle smile that melted your heart. You snapped yourself out of it.

"No! And I'm not a bunny!" You retorted. He sighed and shook his head.

"You have no reason to keep me here so let me pass,"

"No! I have reasons!"

"Such as?"

"You broke into my house-"

"I opened it with a key," he chuckled as he dangled said keys in your face. You grabbed them and examined them.

"You put a tracker on me!" You gestured to your jacket and his eyes followed.

"Correction. I put it in your jacket. Not on you." He replied cockily. You grumbled and looked back at him. "Admit it, ya can't touch me bunny," he said, pushing you out of his way.

"No, no, no! Where'd you get the key!" You pointed a finger at him.

"I borrowed it from someone."

"Without my consent!" You replied angrily.

"I didn't get it from you, bunny." He chuckled as he started opening the door.

"Then who did you get it from?" You said as you stood in front of the door again.

"That is none of your concern, bunny" he said, getting annoyed with you.

"Would you stop calling me that!" You said with frustration.

"Listen toots." He knelt down to you. "If you quit your job in two weeks, I'll stop stealing, give you these keys, and never talk to you again." He stated. "I'll even stop committing crimes! Talk about being heroic. Stopping someone from ending countless lives by just stealing! Haha!" He said with annoyance.

"Promise?" You said sticking out a hand to him.

"Deal." He grabbed your hand and shook it. It felt like shaking the devil's hand. With that you let him open the door and just barely step out into the hallway before you spoke up.

"And if you break the deal I'll expose this audio recording." You said as you held up your phone that played a recording. "I'll stop stealing, give you these keys, and never talk to you again. I'll even stop committing crimes! Talk about heroic! Stopping someone from ending countless lives by just stealing!haha!"

You shut the door on his shocked face. He then started banging on the door.

"If you don't delete that I'm gonna-!"

You just laughed in response. "Do what?"

You said as you examined the keys you swiped off of the man. He just growled as he stopped banging on the door. "Admit it, you can't touch me fox," you giggled.

"Hey that's my line!" He kicked the door before leaving.

"We won't be seeing him for a while," you said to yourself outloud as you held up the exact copy of your keys that used to be in his hands.

[elenavr13]

Darkiplier/Damien Playlist (Updated)

172 songs

Evermore- Dan Stevens

Everybody Wants To Tule the World- Lorde

Control- Halsey

Gasoline- Halsey

Dynasty- MIIA

Judas- Lady Gaga

Take Me To Church- Hozier

Castle- Halsey

Sing To Me- MISSIO

Kamikazee- MISSIO

Panic Room- Au/Ra

Isolate- Sub Urban

Elastic Heart (Rock Cover)- Written by Wolves

Crossfire- Stephen

Dead!- My Chemical Romance

Stressed Out- Twenty One Pilots

Look What You Made Me Do- Taylor Swift

Smooth Criminal- Michael Jackson

The Voice of Darkiplier- Markiplier

I’ll Be Good- Jaymes Young

I Wanna Be Yours- Arctic Monkeys

Do I Wanna Know- Arctic Monkeys

In His Eyes- Jekyll & Hyde (musical)

Can You Feel My Heart- Bring Me to the Horizon

Feeling Good- Michael Buble

Can You Feel My Heart x Favorite Dress (slowed)- Miro remix

My Demons- Starset

Achilles Come Down- Gang of Youth

Monster- Skillet

What’s the Use of Feeling Blue- Caleb Hyles

Where I Want to Be- Chess in Concert

Can’t Help Falling In Love- Ice Nine Kills

The American Nightmare- Ice Nine Kills

A Grave Mistake- Ice Nine Kills

Left Behind- DAGames

Farewell II Flesh- Ice Nine Kills

Below the Surface- Griffinilla

The Wrecked and the Worried- NateWantsToBattle

You Can’t Take Me Anywhere- NateWantsToBattle

Goner- Twenty One Pilots

You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid- The Offspring

Fake You Out- Twenty One Pilots

Miss You- Corpse

Epoch- The Living Tombstone

In the End- Linkin Park

Me, Myself & Hyde- Ice Nine Kills

The World In My Hands- Ice Nine Kills

Popular Monster- Falling In Reverse

Monster- Imagine Dragons

What I Could Have Been- Sting

Hushh- AViVA

Phantom of the Opera

Darkside- NEONI

Broken- DNMO & Sub Urban

Killer In the Mirror- Set It Off

Doubt- Twenty One Pilots

I’m Not Okay- My Chemical Romance

Friends on the Other Side- Princess and the Frog

Poison- WE ARE THE FURY

Apologize- One Republic

My Lullaby (metal cover)- Jonathan Young

I See Red (slowed)- Everybody Loves an Outlaw

Tear In My Heart- Twenty One Pilots

I Hate Everything About You- Three Days Grace

F.L.Y- Ice Nine Kills

Migraine- Twenty One Pilots

Car Radio- Twenty One Pilots

Demons- MISSIO

Snakes- PVRIS & MIYAVI

Villain- KDA

Royalty- Egzod & Maestro Chives ft. Neoni

The Red Means I Love You- Madds Buckley

Loser- Neoni

Not Ready To Die- Avenged Sevenfold

I Want You- Mitski

Poltergeist- Corpse

Life Waster- Corpse

All Of Me (slowed)- John Legend

Young And Beautiful- Lana Del Rey

Dark Paradise (slowed)- Lana Del Rey

How Villains Are Made- Madalen Duke

Love and War- Fluerie

Dark Things- Adona

Wicked Game- Ursine Vulpine

Neptune- Sleeping At Last

Enemy- Tommee Profitt

Far From Home (The Raven)- Sam Tinnesz

City Of The Dead- Eurielle

Throne- Saint Mesa

Paint it, Black- Ciara cover

Man Or A Monster- Sam Tinnesz

Dark On Me- Starset

Hell’s Comin’ With Me- Poor Mans Poison

Wires- The Neighbourhood

Liquid Smooth- Mitski

Little Dark Age- MGMT

Devil In Disguise- Elvis (LLusion)

Toxic- 2WEI

Dark Room- Foreign Figures & EJ Michels

Heathens- Twenty One Pilots

Dance With The Devil- Breaking Benjamin

Black Out Days- Phantogram

Somewhere Only We Know- Keane

Monsters- Ruelle

Whispers In The Dark- Skillet

Salvaged- NateWantsToBattle

Saint Bernard- Lincoln

F*ck You- Silent Child

I Know Those Eyes/This Man Is Dead- Thomas Borchert, Brandi Burkhardt

Broken Inside- Broken Iris

Sweet Dreams- Besomorph

EVIL- AViVA

Saints- Echos

Screaming Bloody Murder- Sum 41

Dandelions (slowed)- Ruth B

Master Mirror- Ashley Serena

Everyday A Little Death- The Count of Monte Cristo

FREAK- Jordan Friction

Broken (slowed)- lovelytheband

Michelle- Sir Chloe

Like A Villain- BAD OMENS

If It’s Vengeance You Want- Unlike Pluto

Monster- Fight The Fade

Listen Before I Go- Billie Eilish

Mary On a Cross (slowed)- Ghost

R.I.F.P.- MOTHICA

Nervous- Lola Blanc

Unravel- Johnathan Young

Lost In Paradise- Evanescence

Lies- Evanescence

Haunted- Laura Les

Dread- Unlike Pluto

Monsters- Shinedown

Black Soul- Shinedown

Sorrow- Sleeping At Last

Seeing Red- Saint Chaos

Villain- Bella Poarch

Lithium- Nirvana

Smells Like Teen Spirit- Nirvana

Down With The Sickness- Disturbed

Animal I Have Become- Three Day Grace

Greed- Godsmack

One of Us is the Killer- The Dillinger Escape Plan

All The King’s Horses- Karmina

Gilded Lily- Cults

Haunted & Unwanted- NateWantsToBattle

Symbol of My Regret- NateWantsToBattle

In My Head- NateWantsToBattle

Vendetta- Unsecret & Krigare

Nothing To Me- NateWantsToBattle

Chasing Cars- Sleeping At Last

Villain- MISSIO

Used to the Darkness- Des Rocs

Unforgiven- Ghost Nation

Monster- Starset

Eight- Sleeping At Last

Already Gone- Sleeping At Last

Devilish- The Phantoms

Motherland- Reach

Falling Away From Me- Korn

Just a Man- Jorge Rivera-Herrans & EPIC Ensemble

Something Wicked- Starset

Darkness in Me- Fight The Fade

I Would Die for You- In This Moment

Eye For An Eye- Rina Sawayama

Psycho in my Head- Skillet

Done With Everything- Line So Thin

Monster- Besomorph

Twisted Games- Night Panda, Krigarè

Killer Inside of Me- Willyecho

King For A Day- Pierce The Veil ft. Kellin Quinn

someone i’m not- Layto

[anxieteeeaa]

Mixing Business With Pleasure

“Pleasing is an online platform and app created by Harry Edward Styles. With it, people can pay for content (photos, videos and live streams) via a monthly membership. Content is mainly created by YouTubers, models, content creators and public figures in order to monetise their profession.”

Meet Harry, the founder and CEO of “Pleasing”. His goal is to create a social media platform for sex workers, performers, porn artists and other content creators to expand their platforms. With “Pleasing” you can choose different subscription tiers, each tier provides different things such as free commissions, one on one time with the performer via video-chat and more!

Meet Lauren, the face of “Pleasing”

Lauren is a 24 year old performer at the strip club “Pleasure Point��� which is also run by Harry. Lauren has been a performer for 3 years now, being one of the top rated performers in the sex industry. With her streaming platform she has over 7.8 million followers and is known as “A force to be reckoned with”.

Harry’s the one who helped Lauren rise to fame, why has he changed his mind all of a sudden??

moodboard xx

playlist-

i see red - everybody loves an outlaw

i don’t do drugs - doja cat ft. ariana grande

call out my name- the weekend

bad idea- dove cameron

side to side- ariana grande

treat me- chlöe

need to know- doja cat

another man’s jeans- ashe

sucker- jonas brothers

if i had you- adam lambert

she- harry styles

hope you’re not happy- ashe

expectations- lauren jauregui

inferno- sun urban, bella poarch

often- the weeknd

god is a woman- ariana grande

hrs and hrs- muni long

material girl- saucy santana

u are my high- dj snake, future

you right- doja cat, the weeknd

angels like you- miley cyrus

freak- doja cat

megan’s piano- megan thee stallion

smokin’ out the window- silk sonic

HIIII! i got a request and added a bit of a twist to it!! so so excited to get this started!! i hope you like it!! there’s been so much going on in my life (good and bad but mainly bad LOL) so i’m really sorry i haven’t been on here that often! but i’m working on new blurbs!

[fuck-you-upmusicbracket]

Living Hell (Bella Poarch)

Chew you up and spit you out/And still you come around/So I can watch you drown/Hate when you tell me that you'll wait/Like you think that I could change/When I've always been this way

"Gotta love the fucked up blorbo, villain arc baby"

I/Me/Myself (Will Wood)

I wish I could be a girl, and that way/You'd wish I could be your girlfriend, boyfriend/Am I pretty enough to love back?/No not yet/I wish I could be a girl, and really/I'd prefer it if you would use I/Me/MyselfAm I pretty enough, am I pretty enough to fucking die?

"Do you KNOW what the line “I am quantum physics, my witness brings me into existence” has DONE to me. to my psyche. because it’s like. okay so I’m so sorry if you know all of this already but in quantum physics theres something called the observer effect, where if you you measure something, it affects it. Like by checking tyre pressure, you have to let some air out, so you can’t physically measure it without changing what you’re measuring. in normal day to day life (like the tyre) this doesn’t really matter, because the effect is so small that you can basically ignore it. but quantum physics deals with really REALLY small shit so every single effect matters. Basically. observation of an object changes it’s state. this line is about acceptance. the euphoria of someone calling you by your preferred pronouns or chosen name. observation changing your state. It might seem small to others- someone who’s never been misgendered in their life it’s not even something that would occur to them, but to a trans/nb person who’s being observed, being SEEN? it’s everything. AND THE SHEER PUNCH OF “say my name like a slur, but I’ve been called worse” like. FUCK. oaky I think I’ve rambled enough about One Entire Line so lemme just wrap this up by saying that Will Wood is a cis man who ID’ as genderqueer for a while before realising that he wasn’t, he just had some internalised shit about being gnc and not traditionally masculine to work through, so he wrote this song about his frustrations with gender in general and about how clinging to an identity that didn’t fit him can hurt you"

[bucklemonster2]

Shining in the Dark

The world is a dark place, and the best we can do is shining in the darkness. Showing off what we can do and like to do, whether that's filling jars in a factory or painting a masterwork.

De wereld is een duistere plaats, en het beste dat we kunnen doen is uitblinken in de duisternis. uitschijnen met het geen wat we kunnen en graag doen, of dat nu potjes vullen is of een meester werk schilderen.

[artyandink]

we could be more | dean winchester | 12

Summary: Ivonne Rainer was practically a trained killing machine. Stripped to the bone then built back up by her father in order to become one of the best, like he was. She was forced into hunting when she was nineteen, having developed powers that couldn’t be explained. That is, until she was paid a visit by Azazel’s lackey. Her powers were gone, she needed help, and that’s when she found her father’s journal. Pointing to Sam and Dean Winchester.

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : DOLLS - BELLA POARCH

“That amulet protected the wearer from possession.” Dad repeated. “It was blessed, and I gave it to your mother until Ellen got it. Giving that up put you in danger. You wouldn’t even be able to know how long you have left.” 

“So you failed to mention in your little note to Ellen that the necklace was the ONLY thing protecting me from being possessed by a PSYCHO who’s been after my BLOOD for EIGHT YEARS?!” I burst out, karate chopping my palm. “Yeah, cause that’s not important.” 

“I wanted to tell you.” 

“No, you didn’t. Not until I went and faced Gordon Walker and suddenly I’m in immense danger. Two weeks, Dad. Two. Plenty of time for you to warn me.” 

“I wanted to, Ivonne.” He pleaded. “More than anything, but I didn’t know how you’d react-“

“Better than this! I’m now a walking death timer! I could even stick a knife in anyone and I wouldn’t even know it and I’d be blaming myself for this. When I should really be blaming you.” 

“I was dead for eight years!” 

“Yeah, dead for eight years while I had to pick up the pieces. The yellow-eyed demon chose Carter for his sick plan, but Carter’s dead, so I became the next contender. Because I was the last one standing. I lived with the guilt of Mom’s death, Lily’s, Carter’s, my baby brother’s and yours. Because you sent me that tape, told me not to look for you and I listened, stayed at home when I could’ve been the difference between whether you survived or not. A week after that tape, you’re dead and I knew that I could’ve done something but I decided to follow your orders like a good little soldier. Nothing in that tape explaining what I might be facing. Nothing preparing me for what’d happen a few months later.” 

“Ivonne-“ 

“THAT THING SLAUGHTERED MY FAMILY!” I yelled, completely losing it. 

“Our… family.” 

“You don’t get to call it ‘our family’ anymore.” I fumed.

”Oh, she went there.” I heard Sam whisper. 

“You weren’t there for the last few years before you died. You missed my graduation. My first prom. Hell, you even missed my eighteenth birthday in the name of killing the supernatural! I looked up to you more than anything, Dad, but our family was falling apart. I looked to you for help and you weren’t there. I look at our video tapes and I remember what we were like when I was growing up, but somehow I only remember the good parts. That’s cause I’m trying to find every excuse I can find to paint you as an amazing father  and somehow live up to the name of the great Mick Rainer, hunter extraordinaire.” 

Dad crumbled, starting forward. “Jellybean-“ 

I held out a hand to stop him. “Don’t ‘jellybean’ me. Just don’t. I’m done with you, Dad. I-I wasn’t even thinking when I made that deal and essentially traded my life for yours. I’m not your puppet. I’m…” I turned to see Dean and Sam at the foot of the stairs, watching everything with a bewildered expression. I grabbed my leather jacket, wearing it and grabbing my safe house keys and my satchel. I stormed out of the door, and I heard jogging behind me. 

“Beanie!” Dean called. I continued walking, not wanting to hear consolations or a ‘calm down’. “Hey, BEANIE!” 

“WHAT?” I yelled back, stopping and turning around.

“Where’re you going? It’s 8:00 in the evening.” 

“My other safe house here. It has more beer.” I replied, then started walking off. 

“Beer? Count me in!”

After locking the door, I went to the fridge and my cabinets, pulling out a casket of beer and a couple bottles of whiskey. “I’m gonna change, just make yourself at home.” I went into a bedroom, pulling my long pyjama shirt on and taking my bottoms off. I ran my fingers through my hair, then dumped my clothes on the bed in that room before coming back out. Dean gave me a once over, then passed me a bottle of beer. 

“I’ve been waiting for when you get here.” He cracked open his bottle and I did mine, both of us clinking them. “Cheers.”

”Cheers.” I took a large sip out of my beer, rubbing my forehead. 

“How much of a heavyweight are you?” 

“I’m not that heavy.” I chuckled. “I just want to get drunk so I can forget about this for the time being.” 

“I feel you.” He raised his bottle. “To forgetting about our problems.” 

“Touché.” I did the same, drinking. 

“What would you do if you weren’t a hunter?” 

“Complete my college course, make a name for myself, then find a guy, get married.” I shrugged. “But if I think about it, I wouldn’t have met you and Sam if I hadn’t become a hunter. If Carter’s abilities hadn’t been transferred to me, or if I’d gone dark side and done the yellow eyes man’s bidding. Now I can’t imagine life without you two bozos.” 

“Words hurt, but I get your point.” He got up, already swaying because he’d finished his first bottle. “I’m gonna head to the restroom.” 

“First door in the hallway opposite.” He nodded and then left, and Carl sprang up from my bag, writing on a sheet of paper. 

You like him. 

“No.” I refused. “I just can’t. Dean’s got too much going on and so do I, plus, I’ve learnt that short-distance relationships end up with me shooting them. Besides, there’s James.” 

No, there’s Dean. 

“Why are you so set on Dean? You talked to me about this last week!” 

You two are really protective of each other. 

“Yeah, and so are you and your precious refills. Doesn’t mean you’re dating.” Dean walked, or, more accurately, stumbled, back in, flopping down on the sofa. 

“Wanna crack open the whiskey?” He rumbled, and I grinned, taking out two glasses and filling them each up with whiskey, passing one to him. I sipped mine, my mind growing more cloudy than I’d intended it to. “Oh, yeah, that’s the good stuff.” 

Both Dean and I were laughing our heads off, collapsed against the sofa. 

“No way! That happened in T-Tampa?” I giggled, sipping my fifth glass of whiskey. “You’re mad.” 

“The waitress was h-hot!” 

“S-She turned out to be a witch… Dean.” 

“You’re a witch, but I don’t complain.” He smirked. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “Am I a burden, Winchester?” 

He glanced at me with a look that I couldn’t really explain. His green eyes had a dark quality to them, his voice getting rougher by the minute. “Nah, you’re not. You’ve- you’ve been great.” 

“T-Tell me m-more.” 

“Well, y-you’re the b-best lady hunter I know. Probably gonna top most o’ the d-dudes I know. You always get S-Sammy and I o-outta fixes, I owe you for that. When y-you handle a gun… there’s this f-face that you make. You’ve got this… this… look in your eyes.” 

“That looks stupid, right?” I giggled airily, sipping some whiskey. 

“No, it’s… it’s goddamn sexy, that’s what it is. You’re goddamn sexy.” He downed the rest of his whiskey, him staring into my eyes with his pupils blown wide. My gaze flickered down to his lips, then I drank the rest of mine. “Beanie, I-“ 

“God damn it, Dean…” I whispered, grabbing his collar and pulling him in for a kiss. He pulled away, his hands cupping my cheeks. He took a breath, giving me the fifth once-over of the evening before something snapped inside him, and he hooked his hand under my knee, pulling me to straddle him before kissing me again.

His hands were like they were everywhere but at one place at the same time, one arm looped around my waist while the other held my thigh, occasionally squeezing as if to remind himself where he was. His lips were so soft and he tasted like whiskey, mint and something indescribable that was just very… Dean, while the scent of his cologne, something along the lines of gunpowder, cinnamon and leather made me feel dizzy in his arms. I didn’t really care, cause damn, it was intoxicating. He pulled back, eyes closed for a moment and out of breath as he leaned his forehead on mine. 

“Are you sure?” He asked softly, holding me in a way which told me that he wanted this too. 

“Dean, who kissed who first?” I smirked, my hands resting on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. I could see all his scars, faint scratches on his skin but they looked like they told a damn good story.

“You did.” 

“Are we gonna remember this after being black out drunk?”

“No.” 

“Then let’s make it count.” I grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, lifting it off his head in one smooth motion. He did the same to me, running his hand from my face, down to my arm, then my waist, hips, and ending on my leg. His eyes drank up whatever he could, his fingers lingering

“Damn.” He hesitated for a moment, the cogs visibly whirring in his head as his chest heaved. Then he let out an almost needy moan, lips kissing down my neck like I was his lifeline, propping himself up on one knee to switch positions and lay me down on the sofa, and I put my hand in his hair, thanking the whiskey cause boy this man knows what he’s doing. I gave him access to my neck, my lips parted as I gasped for breath, struggling to keep in my sharp moans. “This… this is just for tonight, right?” 

“Yeah.”

I woke up the next morning at 5am, rubbing my forehead and trying to ignore the hangover. I had my shirt on, but my hair was disheveled. Dean was asleep on the other sofa, a small smirk on his face as he slept with one arm under his head. I stood up, but I almost collapsed due to a feeling in my legs like they’d cramped badly throughout the night, making me grab onto the sofa for support. I shook my head, collecting the bottles and disposing the empty ones, pulling my workout clothes out of my satchel and quickly changing. I tied up my hair, glancing momentarily at Dean asleep on the sofa before going into my home gym and getting straight to doing pull ups on my bar. I got a call, so I dropped down, picked it up and held the phone to my ear, panting. “You’ve reached Ivonne Rainer’s cell.” 

‘I was half expecting you to decline the call.’ I heard James on the other end. 

“James!” I grinned, wiping the sweat off my forehead with a towel. “How’ve you been?” 

‘Good, yeah. I’m not interrupting something important, am I? You sound… uh… out of breath.’ 

I got what he was insinuating, panic striking through me. “Oh, no, no, no, I’m not getting laid. I was just doing pull ups in my gym.” 

‘Your house doesn’t have a gym. Are you on a hunt?’ 

“No, just recovering from an argument with my dad.” I sighed. “I decided to have an early morning since I got wasted last night. Hell of a hangover, though, so I’m working it off.” 

‘That’s good, and bad, cause I found something.’ He paused. ‘Two freak accidents at a hotel. One woman drowns in her bathtub, then soon after a man seemingly falls and his head makes a one-eighty. Isn’t normal, so I called you to see whether you’d check it out since I was swamped with work.’ 

“Can you email me images of the accidents, or is that out of your jurisdiction, police boy?” 

‘I can make a few calls. By the way, dinner was great.’ 

“It was. Love you, bye.” I cut the call, looking up to see Dean at the door, still shirtless and looking impressed. He was leaning against the doorframe, running his hand through his hair while his shirt was hanging from his other hand. This kind of felt like a cliché bad boy sitch.

“What happened last night?” He asked, walking in and whistling when he saw the plates on my bench. 

“We got wasted.” I shrugged. “At least, that’s what I remember.” 

“I did have really bad breath this morning.” He stared at a stack of gold medals in a box and a set of pointe shoes beside it. “Gymnastics gold medals? And… ballet shoes?” 

“I used to be a ballet dancer and gymnast.” I explained. 

“And you chose hunting? Bold.” 

“Bold was my only option, Dean.” I chuckled, then loosened my hair. “Anyway, James called. He said there’s an inn with two extremely unlikely freak accidents. Woman drowns in a bathtub, and a man seemingly falls and his head’s been snapped the full 180.” 

“Let’s go get Sammy.”

“Dude, this is sweet. I never get to work jobs like this.” Dean grinned as we got out of the car. 

“Like what?” Sam chuckled, glancing between Dean and I.

“Old school haunted houses, you know? Fog, and secret passageways, sissy British accents. Might even run into Fred and Daphne while we're inside.” He chuckled. “Daphne. Love her.” 

“Of course you do.” I laughed, then spotted something, kneeling down. “I'm not so sure haunted's the problem.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“That’s a quincunx.” I tapped the symbol. “Typically used for hoodoo spellwork. If you fill it with bloodweed, you have a five-star way of warding off enemies.” 

“Yeah, except I don't see any bloodweed. Don't you think this place is a little too, uh, whitemeat for hoodoo?” 

“Maybe.” I stood up. “Alright, you two go in first and book a room, and I’ll go after.” 

“Why?” 

“Cause I want my own room. And I don’t want to owe you money.” 

Sam shook his head, laughing. “Fair enough.” They went in, and I walked in afterwards, looking around.

“Hey, Carl?” I whispered. “Notice anything?” Carl wiggled in my pocket, tapping out ‘no’ in Morse. “Ok, but keep lookin’.” 

“May I help you?” The lady at the front desk asked, looking at Sam and Dean amiably. 

“Hi, yeah, I'd like a room for a couple of nights.” Dean smiled. Then a kid ran past him, bumping into Sam with a giggle and running off.

“Hey!” The lady snapped, then sighed, as if she was tired. “Sorry about that.”

”No problem.” Sam grinned. 

“Well, um, congratulations, you could be some of our final guests.” 

“Sounds vaguely ominous.” Dean chuckled. 

“No, I'm sorry, I mean we're closing at the end of the month.” She took a look between them. “Well, let me guess. You guys are here antiquing?” 

“How’d you know?” 

“You just look the type.” I raised an eyebrow, smirking. The type? “So, uh, king-sized bed?” 

Sam blinked, realising what she was saying. I bit my lip to hold in my laughter, but a quiet giggle did manage to escape me. “What? No, uh, no, we're, we're… two singles. We're just brothers.” 

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” 

“What do you mean, ‘we look the type’?” Dean asked curiously. The lady struggled to form an answer, so Sam jumped in. 

“You know, speaking of antiques, you have a really, really interesting urn on the front porch.” He stammered, fiddling with his hands. “Where did you get that?” 

“Oh, I have no idea, it's been there forever.” She handed Dean a key, dinging a bell. “Here you go, Mr Mahagov. You'll be staying in room 237. Sherwin, could you show these gentlemen to their rooms?“ An old man with thinning grey hair and dressed in a black blazer showed up, taking Dean’s duffel bag and starting to limp up the stairs. I went to the desk, handing the lady, whose badge read Susan, my fake card under the name Lily Carter. 

“A room for one, please.” I smiled, and she gasped upon reading the name. 

“You don’t need to pay.” She informed. “A gentleman by the name of Fred Jones came and said that a lady by the name Lily Carter would be showing up soon. He also said to give you this.” She pulled out a gardenia and a rhododendron, giving it to me along with the key. I grinned goofily, biting my lip again. A rhododendron. I knew exactly who this was. “He really loves you. I gave you the best suite, by the way.” 

“I’m sure he does, and thank you.” I chuckled, taking the key from her and going upstairs. I unlocked the door, finding an all-too-familiar man lying on the bed. He smirked at me, holding an orange gladiolus in his hand, green eyes glinting mischievously and his expression highlighting the intense shadow on his cheek. “And here I thought you were swamped with work, Fred Jones.” 

“Come on, I don’t wanna pass up the chance to see you in a haunted inn.” James stood up, handing the gladiolus to me. “Milady.” 

“Did you have to do the theatrics?” I sighed. “First a Scooby Doo reference, then giving me a rhododendron, couldn’t be more obvious as to what that meant, a gardenia, meaning joy and sweetness, and finally a gladiolus. An orange one.” 

“Meaning that you’re strong and capable.” He winked. “I studied up on my botany.” 

“So, how’s your… police work… going?” I picked up the files with the crime scene photos from his bedside table, flicking through them. 

“I’m off-duty, obviously. But I’ve been a bit distracted. Got this mystery girl on my mind.” James gave me a once over, biting his lip for a split second. 

“Oh, really?” I fake-gasped, raising an eyebrow. 

“Mhmm. Diana knows who she is, but everyone else wants to know who’s gotten my attention.” He continued. “Naturally, I can’t tell them she’s a girl running around with a felon wanted by the Feds.” 

“Naturally.” I smiled, putting down the case files and the flowers in a vase. “I’m glad you’re here, James. Really.” 

“Good, cause I was wondering whether you’d pull a gun on me for stalking you.” 

“More so pull that tie off.” I teased, pointing at the tie he was wearing with his suit. “That Trinity is killing me.” 

“I knew I should’ve done a half-Windsor.” He pouted like a little baby, undoing his tie, then folded his arms. “So, uh, I got you the case files, I learnt that Susan has a little girl called Tyler, and I got you here. Albeit with Sam and Dean.” 

“Thank you for that. I owe you one.” 

“Yeah, and I’m gonna have to cash that in. Do you have any spare men’s clothes? Cause, i, um, didn’t exactly think the whole romantic gesture thing through and didn’t pack anything. And I really don’t wanna sleep in a suit.” I buried my hand into my satchel, pulling out some spare clothes for him to wear, shoving them into his hands. “Thanks, beautiful.” 

“You’re welcome, handsome.” I winked. He hesitated for a moment, then threw the clothes down and put his hands on the small of my back, kissing me while my hand instinctively cupped the nape of his neck. After a few seconds, I pulled back, grinning. “Bold move, Serge.” 

“I learnt from the best.” He pulled the rubberband from my plait and took my beanie off my head, letting my hair fall loose. He then picked me up, laying me down on the bed before climbing on top of me, taking off his suit jacket before he claimed my lips again.

I was sitting in James’ lap, studying the case, when someone knocked on the door. “Beanie?” It was Dean, and when I opened the door, his eyes immediately landed on James. “Oh, hey, Serge.” 

“Dean.” James nodded. 

“Hey, James.” Sam popped his head around the door. “How’re you doing?” 

“I’m good, you?” 

“As well as I can.” 

“Alright, get in here, then.” I beckoned them inside. Once they were in, I closed the door and locked it. “What’ve you guys got?” 

“We figured that someone might be using hoodoo to fight off people who want to sell the home. Y’know, cause that quincunx wards away enemies.” 

“But that doesn’t make sense, exactly.” I frowned. “Quincunxes would prevent the enemy from entering entirely, let alone kill them if they got too close.” 

“So then what’s the plan?” 

“I’ll lay it on Susan.” I said matter-of-factly. “It’s gonna be harder for two men to do it than it would be for one woman. Besides, she seemed to take a liking to me. She thought you two were gay.” 

“That’s settled, then.” James got up. “I’ll go over the cases a few more times, see if I can find anything interesting.” 

“Thanks.” I picked my room key up, going over to the door. “Behave, while you’re at it.” As soon as I stepped out of the room, however, I saw Dad standing there, looking apologetic. “Geez, who brought the buzzkill?” 

He sighed, reaching out. “Jellybean-“ 

“I made it very clear yesterday that I don’t want anything to do with you.” I retorted. “And here you go, tracking me.” 

“How else am I going to help my only daughter?” He pleaded. “I can’t leave you out there, alone, with the chance that someone could take over your brain while you’re sleeping.” 

“I have three very strong men to restrain me if things go wrong, Dad.” I frowned. 

“I trained you to be stronger-“ 

“You trained me to be you.” I sneered. “All people say of me is that I’m Mick Rainer’s girl. That’s my identity, because you raised me in your image. And I realised that eight years too late.” I knocked on Susan’s door, and she opened it, smiling when she saw me. 

“Miss Carter!” Susan grinned. “How can I help you? Is your room alright?” 

“I just came to thank you for the surprise.” I grinned, slipping on a fake ring I kept in my pocket in case of emergencies. “My fiancé and I recently got engaged, so I think he just wanted to surprise me.” 

“Well, you’re such a lucky person.” She appraised. “Well, I was, I was just in the middle of packing.” 

“Are those antique dolls?” I gasped, spotting one. “My grandma used to own some.” 

“Really? Come in!” She let me in, and I looked at the dollhouse. 

“Is that-“ 

“A replica of the hotel? You guessed right.” I bent down, picking up a doll. 

“This one’s broken.” 

“That’d be Tyler.” 

“Mommy!” Tyler ran in, stroppy. “Maggie’s being mean!” 

“Tyler, tell her I said to be nice, okay?” Susan lectured, and I knelt to Tyler’s height. 

“Hey, Tyler.” I smiled. “I’m Lily, and I see you broke your doll. Want me to fix it?” 

“I didn’t break it.” She grumbled. “I found it like that.” 

“Maybe Maggie did it.” 

“No, neither of us did it. Grandma would get mad if we broke 'em.” 

“Tyler, Grandma wouldn’t get mad.” Susan sighed. 

“Grandma?” I asked politely.

”Grandma Rose. These were all her toys.” 

“And where’s she now?” 

“Up in her room.” Tyler smiled. 

“How is she? Doing well?” 

“She…” Susan paused, “she barely comes out anymore. Never takes visitors.” The way she said it made me intrigued. And suspicious.”

“That’s sad to hear. Give her my well wishes.” I clicked my tongue, then stood up. “Anyway, I better get going. My fiancé’s probably waiting up for me. It was great meeting you again, Susan.” 

“You too, Lily.” I hugged her, and she patted my shoulder. “Call if you need anything.” 

“I’ll make sure of it. Bye, Tyler.” I waved, then left the room and ignored Dad, going into mine and meeting the boys. “I got the info I needed, and look what the cat dragged in.” Dad entered behind me, and Dean and Sam instantly stood up, the air becoming tense. 

“Mr Rainer.” Dean nodded coldly. 

“Sir.” Sam gulped. 

“Boys.” Dad coughed.

”Ok, so there’s a Grandma Rose here.” I flicked through my hoodoo book. “Lives in practical solitary, doesn’t take visitors. I think we found our hoodoo and voodoo lady.” 

“All right, I'll see what I can go dig up on boomin' Granny.” Dean agreed. “Sam, James, you go get online, check old obits, freak accidents, that sort of thing, see if she's whacked anybody before.” 

“And me?” Dad asked. 

“You sit there and do nothing.” I snapped. 

“There's been another one. Some guy just hung himself in his room.” I sighed, walking back in with Dean. James and Dad were in the other room.

“We saw the guy being carted off.” Sam grimaced. “Bad business.” 

“We've gotta figure this out, and fast.” Dean frowned. “What'd you find out about Granny?” 

“You’re the boss.” 

Dean stopped. “What?”

”You're bossy. And short.” Sam giggled. I raised an eyebrow, walking over to Sam and lifting up his face so he could face me. 

“Are you drunk?” I scrutinised, checking his eyes for his focus. Then I saw the empty bottles of beer.

“Yeah.” He snorted. “So?” 

“We’re on a case, Sam.” 

“That guy who hung himself. I couldn't save him.” 

“You couldn’t have done anything, Sam.” Dean frowned. 

“That's an excuse, Dean. I should have found a way to save him. I should have saved Ava too.” 

“You can’t save everyone, Sammy.” I hugged him, smoothing his hair down. 

“No, you don't understand, all right? The more people I save, the more I can change!” 

“Change what?” Dean groaned. 

“My destiny!” Wow, that’s dramatic. Or not so much, but I stand my ground.

“O-kay, Sasquatch, time for bed.” I laughed, hauling Sam up and putting his arm around my shoulder, limping with him to his bed. I threw him down, pulling the blanket over him. 

“I need you to watch out for me.” Sam whispered. 

“We’re doing that, Sammy.” 

“No, I mean, watch out for me.” He groaned. “If I go the wrong way, Dean, I need you to… to kill me.” 

“Sam, no.” Dean refused. “I’m not doing that.” 

“You have to.” 

“No-“ 

“Dean!” Sam grabbed Dean’s collar. “You’re the only one who can do it. Please.” 

“Sammy, I-“ 

“Do it.” 

Dean conceded, nodding. “Ok. I’ll-I’ll do it.” 

“Thank you.” Then Sam fell asleep. Dean rubbed his face, gritting his teeth. 

“I can’t kill him.” He muttered, voice breaking. “Why’s he asking me to do it?” 

I frowned. “Because you’re his brother.” 

“Dad asked me to do it, but I just can’t-“ 

“I’ll do it, then.” I ran a hand through my hair, biting my lip. 

“What?” 

“I’ll do it.” I

“But… but why?” 

“You’ve got enough of a guilty conscience, Dean.” I crossed my arms. “Sometimes it seems like I don’t have enough of one.” 

“I can’t let you do this.” 

“It’s going to be a hell of a burden to carry!” I snapped. “You’re already half-killing yourself for John’s death. If Sam dies by your hand, I don’t know how much longer you could take that kind of thing.” 

“What about Carter? Lily? Your mom? Xavier?” He frowned. “You carry the guilt of their deaths too, right?”

“Every damn day.” I nodded. “But you deserve to live a happier life than I do.” 

“You don’t have to live that life! Beanie, you deserve much more than I do-” 

“Dean!” I cried out, silencing him. “Why do you think so low of yourself? You are the bravest person I’ve ever met. You don’t hesitate to save the people you love. No matter how many times I yell at you, you always rush to my side when I’m hurt and don’t leave until you know I’m ok. You may be tough, but you’re also sweet and caring and charming. The one thing wrong about you is that you don’t know your own self-worth. But, somehow, I do.” 

“Beanie-“ 

“I’ll do it. I’ll pull the trigger, Dean, and if the same happens to me, I’ll pull it on myself.” 

“Iv-“ 

“That’s final.” He stayed silent, so I calmed down. “I’ll watch over Sam. You go milk more information outta this place. Maybe try Sherwin.” 

“Ok.” He went to the door, but then stopped and turned around. “For what it’s worth, Beanie, I think you’re the bravest person I’ve ever met.”

Dean and Sam came back to my room, looking guilty, and I groaned. “You didn’t just go talk to Gramma Rose, did you?” 

“We did.” Sam sighed. “And now we’re kicked out.” 

“Well done.” I stood up, flicking through files. “Whatever I’m thinking, is that Rose is somewhat connected. I also know that the next closest person associated with selling the inn is Susan. So I’d wager she’s next.“ 

“Now what?” Dean asked. 

“I’ll keep as close of an eye on her as well. But… uh… Maggie seems a bit off to me. Haven’t seen her, but I think she’s Tyler’s sister.” 

“You do that.” He held up his hand. “Beer me.” I chucked him a beer, then looked out of the blinds. Susan was lugging boxes into a red car, but then I heard the EMF scanner whir, and I knew something was up. 

“It’s happening. Go, go!” We ran out of the door, and we sprinted across the field to get to Susan just as the car started on its own. I managed to get there first just as the car almost rammed into Susan, taking her out of the way just in time. “Are you ok?” 

“I think so.” She gulped. 

“C’mon, let’s get her inside and fast.” Dean ordered. “Let’s go!” We walked Susan into the inn, where James was waiting for us. 

“Whisky.” 

“Sure.” Sam nodded, passing her a glass of whisky. “I know the feeling.” 

“What the hell happened out there?” 

“You want the truth?” Dean asked. 

“Of course.” 

“First we thought it was a hoodoo curse, now we’re sure it’s a spirit.” I explained. 

“You’re insane.” She scoffed. 

“Yeah, we get that often.” I laughed. “Also, Fred here isn’t my fiancé.” 

“What?” 

“Look, I'm sorry, Susan. We don't exactly have time to ease you into this, but we need to know when your mother had the stroke.” 

“What does that have to do with any—” 

“Just answer the question.” Sam persisted. 

“About a month ago.” 

“When the killings started happening.” Sam deduced. 

“See?” I stared pointedly at Dean. “So what if Rose was working hoodoo, but not to hurt anyone. To protect them.” 

“She was using the five spots to ward off the spirit.” Dean agreed.

“And then the stroke, so now she can’t.” Sam nodded. 

“I don't believe this.” Susan whispered. 

“Listen, sister, that car didn't try to run you down by itself, okay?” Dean stated. “I mean, I guess it did, technically, but, but the spirit can- forget it.” 

“Look, believe what you want.” James spoke up. “But the fact is you and your family are in danger, all right? So you need to clear everybody out of here: your employees, your mother, your daughters, everyone.” 

“I only have one daughter.” Susan frowned. 

“I thought Maggie was Tyler’s sister.” 

“Maggie’s imaginary.” 

My blood ran cold, sharing a look with the boys. “Susan, where’s Tyler?” 

“TYLER!” Susan screamed, and we ran up to the playroom, which was empty and littered with broken dolls. “Oh my god. Tyler.” She ran out of the room for a moment. “Tyler!” She came back. “She's not here!” 

“Susan. Tell us what you know about Maggie.” 

“I don’t know. Tyler’s been talking about her ever since Mom got sick.” 

“Okay, did you ever know anyone by that name?” Sam asked. 

“No…” 

“Think, think, I mean, somebody that could have lived here.” Dean urged. 

“Someone that might have passed away?” James added. 

“Mom had a sister named Margaret.” Susan gasped. “But she barely talked about her. She died when they were kids.” 

“How did she die?” 

“She drowned in the pool.” I instantly started running to the pool, my head pounding as I made my way to the pool, the boys not far behind. There were three doors to the pool, and Susan and Dean took one, James and Sam another while I took the last. I picked up a garden chair, slamming it against the glass. Just then, Tyler screamed, falling into the pool. I slammed harder, while Dean, James and Sam tried their hardest to break the other doors. I could see Tyler’s attempts to fight become weaker, and then they stilled completely. 

“Damn it!” I growled, then pulled out my gun and shot the door twice, cracking it. I busted it open with one ram of my shoulder, taking my jacket off and throwing my gun down as I ran to the pool and dived in, grabbing Tyler and pulling her to the surface, holding on tight as I swam to the edge, laying her down on the tiles. Dean, James, Sam and Susan ran in through the door I’d busted, while I turned Tyler to the side, waiting for a moment. Then Tyler coughed, spitting water out and making Susan cry out in relief. 

“Thank god! Thank god, thank god.” She sobbed, running her fingers through Tyler’s hair. 

“Mommy!” Tyler cried. 

“I’m here, baby.” 

“Tyler, do you see Maggie anywhere?” I asked. 

“No, she’s gone.” Tyler answered. 

“Let’s get you guys back to the inn.” Before we all stood up, however, Tyler hugged me tightly. I returned the hug, patting her on the back. “Hey, it’s ok.”

”You saved my daughter, Lily.” Susan said. “Saying ‘it’s ok’ is an understatement.” 

“We should probably get away from the pool.” James chuckled. 

“Don't worry, honey, we're leaving in two minutes, we've just got to get Grandma.” Susan soothed, and her and Tyler left to get Rose. 

“I don't get it, did Maggie just stop?” I frowned. 

“Seems like it.” Sam shrugged. 

“Well,” Dean bristled, “where the hell did she go, then?” Just then, we heard Susan scream. We sprinted upstairs to find Grandma Rose dead, motionless with no mark on her body. I dialled an ambulance, while James brought Tyler and Susan away from the scene in time for the paramedics to arrive. When they did, Susan came back to us with the report. 

“Paramedics say another stroke.” She whispered. “Do you think ... Margaret could have had something to do with it?” 

“I don’t know.” Dean shrugged. 

“We can’t be sure.” I sighed, “But it’s possible. I’m sorry, Susan.” 

“You have nothing to apologise for. You've given me everything.” She smiled. Tyler came out, and she took her daughter’s hand. “Ready to go, kiddo?” 

“Yeah.” Tyler nodded. 

I knelt to Tyler’s height, tilting my head with a smile. “Now, Tyler, are you sure that Maggie’s gone?” 

“I’m sure. I’d see her.” 

“Alright.” She hugged me again, and when I stood up, Susan hugged me too. 

“Any other thing I should know about you?” She asked.

“My name isn’t Lily Carter.” 

“Then?” 

“Ivonne Rainer.” 

“Then your name,” She turned to James, “isn’t Fred, right?” 

“Nope.” James grinned, running a hand through his hair. “Detective Sergeant James Rhodes at your service.” 

“For what it’s worth, you two still make a cute couple.” She got into her taxi, driving off. Dad showed up, and the three boys slipped away. I turned to Dad, frowning. 

“What do you want?” I grimaced. 

“My daughter back.” He begged.

“That ship sunk a while ago.”  

“You meant the world to me-“

”I know. But I was also your soldier, even more so when I grew up.”

”You were my daughter first.” 

“You first taught me how to shoot when I was six.” I gritted my teeth. “Made my first explosive at eight. Killed my first spirit at nine. All while listening to your stories. You put me into martial arts so I could be more capable at hunting. Mom was a hunter, but at least she didn’t force me into it. She didn’t make me read the monster encyclopaedia and memorise every detail I could. She actually made me feel like I was a girl. You made me feel like a soldier. And you made Carter feel like he would never live up to my standard, which chipped at him every day.” 

“Jellybean-“ 

“I’m not ungrateful for the preparation you gave me, but I’m not grateful for what came out of it.” I walked away, joining the boys in the car. 

Sam joined Dean in the kitchen back at the safe house, where Dean was just staring at a bottle of beer with a weird expression. “What’re you doing?” Sam blinked, sitting down. 

“Thinking.” Dean replied, looking up. 

“Thinking about what?” 

“It’s not important.” 

“Humour me.” Sam persisted, and his brother conceded.

“When you were asleep cause you were wasted,” Dean gulped, “Beanie and I had an argument. She told me that I don’t know my own self worth.” 

“Well, you don’t. What else did she say?”

”That I was the bravest person she knew.” He continued with a small smile. “That I’m tough, yeah, but I’m also sweet and caring. I’m not sweet… am I?” 

“Oh. My. God.” Sam laughed, shaking his head. “You like her. You like Ivy.” 

“Beanie?” Dean scoffed. “Pfft, no.” 

“Yeah. You’re making practical heart eyes right now. In fact, you make them every time she opens her mouth.” 

“No.” 

“Dean, you’ve literally done it together.” 

Dean blinked, confused. “No, we haven’t. Seems like you’re hopped up on somethin’.” 

“Don’t tell me you don’t know.” 

“Know what?” 

“The night you both got wasted. In her safe house. Together. When you came back with the case, Ivy was somehow wearing your cologne. You know, the one Dad got you for your birthday?” 

The realisation struck Dean, and his eyes widened. “Damn.” 

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[sevenofboop]

🎼 I don't know why I'm like this, I'd love to piss you off

Somethin' in my psychosis finds it a little hard

I always got good intentions, you tell me I saved your life

But I'm cravin' your attention (and you know that I got two sides)

I'll be the villain tonight

I kinda like when you despise me after we fight

(Feels so much better when I'm)

Pushin' all your buttons 'til you're crawlin' on the floor

You say you hate my guts, but you're still coming back for more

I know that you get jealous, so I'll play the fantasy

I know it gives you hell when everyone looks at me

Some of my favorite moments usually start with tears

Swear that you'll pull me closer whenever we flirt with fear

Bella Poarch - Villain

[xomoosexo]

Bella Poarch's life is so interesting, but especially her having a secret husband for however many years. Like it's so wild she was able to but it also shows the characters of the ccs she surrounds herself with, that they kept it secret as well

yeah her life is so crazy and it's not like she was just avoiding the subject of her love life no she was actively talking about being single and looking for someone in interviews and collabing with tiktok dudes people were speculating about her relationship with and the whole time she was fully married for like five years and no one ever knew that was a possibility

[hezuart]

A handful of songs for Mono and Seven, but let's let Six have some glory and discuss a song for her:

Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day.

This song might fit multiple LN characters, but I think it fits Six the most.

You said that Six is a lone wolf, so the song's constant theme of being alone suits her. The 'what's f*cked up' bit could reference her being repulsed of screwed up things like her finding out that kids are being cooked and served as food in the Maw (cannibalism), and she has to choose picking between the sausage she knows is made of human flesh or a Nome (just a critter as far as she knows and that she may have hugged up to 12 of before).

And the line from the song that's made for her is 'My shadow's the only one that walks beside me', because of Shadow Six.

Ah, a Six playlist!

Yes, Boulevard of Broken Dreams... the lyrics fit well. Great choice! ~~~

Ruins (Ella Isaacson) - Voices in the head, trapped in a madhouse, burning betrayal, the ending is an escape... walking away from the ruins.

Blood // Water (grandson) - Sacrifices, corrupt systems, the price of greed, poisoned.

Without Me (Halsey) - Supporting someone you feel left you behind. In a way, that person moving on to bigger more powerful things because of what you did for them... even if the context for this is wrong.

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea (XYLO) - Circling tides like time, drowning, needing saving; the choice between the chaos of the land or the chaos of the sea and being stuck amidst both of them.

Run Boy Run (Woodkid) - Also befitting of Mono and Seven... Fleeing from a world not meant for you. People trying to catch you. One day you'll grow up, but for now you are young and must flee when you are powerless.

Living in the Shadows (Matthew Perryman Jones) - Confused on who the enemy is. Shadows. Feeling like something was taken from you. Seeing a truth others can't. No longer hiding from one's dark side.

Falling Inside the Black (Skillet) - Dreaming of the way things used to be. Having a connection with someone. That someone leaving you in some way. Begging to not be alone. Falling into darkness.

Youth (Daughter) - Those who still breathe are lucky, because you breathe through corruption. Shadows settle in after someone left. Chasing the future. One day revealing the truth that could threaten your life. Apathy. Old memories recollected. Destruction caused by someone important, a shocking revelation. A silhouette, a shadow of yourself than you were before. Bitter feelings. Perhaps still missing the one who your feelings have soured for.

Vandalize (ONE OK ROCK) - Safety, rebuilding... caught off guard, broken heart, betrayal, marked by those you once knew.

Goodbye (Ramsey) - Memories of bloodshed; smoke up ahead. No longer recognizing one's home... wondering where your childhood friend disappeared to. Deciding its time to say goodbye to it all.

Fault Line (The Rigs) - Standing up to a world as a hero, only to flee and hide when the world bites back. Crushed dreams, caught in the wreckage, unable to tell friend from foe. Caught in the crossfire of the war inside one's soul. Searching for that someone... no matter what side they are on.

Living Hell (Bella Poarch) - Don't let people close. Threaten to make one's life a living Hell. Won't change. Always been cruel.

Two Birds (Regina Spektor) - Two friends. One rambunctious and free. The other promises they too will be like this... but lies.

Carousel (Melanie Martinez) - Round and round like a time loop. No turning back. Running through playland hand in hand. Freakshows together. Disappearing act.

Tag, You're it (Melanie Martinez) - Playing tag. Rough housing. Getting kidnapped.

Milk and Cookies (Melanie Martinez) - Lunacy, craziness. Singing a lullaby where you die at the end. Cookies baked sweet and poisoned for you. Never want to see you again. Ashes burning down.

Playground (Bea Miller) - Playground of nightmares and fantasies. Welcome to the lost and found. Prices to pay, sinking into the wasteland.

Mountains (Message to Bears) - (Also works for Mono and Seven) Running away into the night, always could have. Maybe never could have.

Gasoline (Halsey) - Been insane, been in pain. Wasting a pretty face. This isn't a dream. Part of the machine. Not human. Living on a screen. A face made up. Lighting matches. Pointing fingers. Voices in your head. Heart of gold, but hands are cold.

Season of the Witch (Donovan) - Things to see. Strange faces, strange places. Witches and stitches. Surreal and paranormal.

DARKSIDE (Neoni) - No heroes or villains. Shadows in your head. Phantoms. Monsters and demons. Darksides. Embracing madness. Living in nightmares.

Dolls (Bella Poarch) - Cute, polite doll. Deranged and backstabbing beneath. Knife under the sheets. Bitter and Sweet. Provoked and then attacked. Walking all over those who went after you.

INFERNO (Sub Urban, Bella Poarch) - Sweet but villainous. Run away. Be afraid as she loses her head.

Evil Spider (BENEE) - Tangled together. Never letting go. Won't bite unless you hurt me or struggle. Fangs out. Run and hide.