#i like jack as a lil pathetic and obsessive

[fucktheark]

(some) creepypasta/marble hornets music hcs :)

these are mostly from my own playlist they aren't accurate at all this is just 4 funsies lololol

also i highly doubt anyone will even see this post but if u do drop a song rec plz im struggling finding new music </3

tim (specifically him cs masky is too busy going apeshit 4 music)

old man music but like cool old man music (this is just what my father listens to LOL)

thinks he's got peak taste and snickers at everybody else's song choices

breathe - pink floyd

pet sematary - ramones

the chain - fleetwood mac

aerials - soad

lover, you should've come over - jeff buckley

hoodie

i pulled this out of my ass tbh but imagine 80s fan brian

kinda likes lil peep but would never tell a soul cs he thinks he's too old for it

doesn't rly share his music with anyone bcs he's afraid they're not gonna clown him for it

she's in parties - bauhaus

the brightside - lil peep

the ghost in you - psychedelic furs

messages - a flock of seagulls

hotel california - the eagles (cz y not)

jane

i never rly obsessed over her so this is js based on the vibes i get from the art i've seen of her (so pretty bruh)

echolalia - faetooth

nine while nine - sisters of mercy

closet - fleshwater

engine no. 9 - deftones

frigid and spellbound - spectral wound

nina

no way totally unexpected music

i think eventually she grew out of screamo and scene but never rly let emo go entirely

acid - ghost town

get away with murder - jeffree star (yikes)

what you need - bmth

freaxx - brokencyde (she's been in love with this album since it came out)

vampires will never hurt you - mcr

jeff

i like think that after what he did to his family he just kinda checked out from earth and stopped keeping up with most pop culture, so he's still listening to the same music he did back then.

peak edgy middle schooler vibes

never tires of his playlist

every now and again he comes across something new and gets obsessed with it immediately and probably forever

yen - slipknot

makedamnsure - taking back sunday

don't go - bmth

tourniquet - marilyn manson

crewcabanger - chelsea grin

toby

I-C-P FOREVER WITH THE JUGGALOSSSSSS

still enjoys twiztid even after the beef but secretly because it makes him feel like a poser

also likes jeff buckley but feels kinda cringe for it

the stalker - icp

house of mirrors - icp

my 1st time - dark lotus

2nd hand smoke - twiztid

grace - jeff buckley

liu

same reasoning as jane i know like nothing about this dude and even less about sully so i'm not even gonna attempt .

i fw his vibe tho

eye - smashing pumpkins

the man who sold the world - nirvana

heaven - talking heads

the sickness - imminence (he's gotta be a lil emo come on)

siamese twins - the cure

eyeless jack

this one is kinda hard tbh but considering his hypersensitivity to sound, i feel like he wouldn't enjoy anything too noisy

likes songs with a lot of bass because he can feel the bass reverberating through his body when he wears headphones

soft/airy vocals!!!! he hates screaming

doesn't rly stick with a specific genre just whatever makes his ears tingle lol

a forest - the cure

dark stone - holy fawn

hide and seek #1 - plastic tree

the thing - pixies

collabo - june freedom

BEN

bitch spends so much time on the internet he discovers new music every day

listens to everything but tries to flex the really obscure shit he finds in the depths of youtube (he wants to be cool but it's kind of pathetic.)

his playlist is MASSIVE and a mess, he usually has to skip through half of it before finding something he actually likes

i don't know why but he'd be into haunted mound

plays the majora's mask soundtrack when he can't think of anything to listen to

husqrider - turnabout

fentanylism - opiated devilsperm

starting over - lsd and the search for god

gou zin zan goku - deviloof

ugliest - $uicideboy$

laughing jack

he's old af and probably doesn't get modern music tbh

classical music it is

and opera

i'm not gonna make a whole playlist but he really loves erlkönig because of the story lol

[sk3tch404]

Lmao np <33 I always enjoy drawing Yandere's as pathetic lil meow meows hehe (funfact: I actually drew Rory first but after I finished his lineart I was like, wait shit I don't have a full color reference- and then I hyperfocused on drawing jay instead lol)

Also, you 🤝 me: jayce + jack o' lanterns = stonks ✅ ✅ ✅

Also also, ngl if Darling were self-aware she'd def hate me, because I always try to speedrun the Bad ending first lmaooo

Also^3, every time I hear baggy pants, I can't help but remember the boys I went to school with a few years ago, who wore the most ugly, most a t r o c i o u s pairs of baggy pants I have ever seen 💀💀

For Reference: https://imgur.com/a/fZsHsF7

This is what I'm talking about^^ like pls,, just sTO P-

About the blue reference, the paragraph I meant was the one about how I only liked EJ so much because of his BLUE mask 😔 young me truly set the bar too low (maybe it's because of him that I'm attracted to most fictional mad scientists/doctors with no morals now, damn this bastard 😒)

Oh, and the OG mikey myers Movie is the 1978 one! ^^

And finally about the Christian Gang /hj (every holiday Yandere of yours has/used to have strong Christian influences but these three are still considered extra Christian to me so I'm just gonna start calling em that lolololol)

Gonna be honest, when you revealed that one of them was gonna be Christmas, I immediately headcanoned him as just some guy in Christmas elf costume- thank god that's not the case though (I say, even though I know damn well that I'm still gonna draw him in that costume the nanosecond you drop a ref for him, because he's a lil skrimblo who needs to get a reality check via me shitposting him into humility)

Also ofc the twins are ginger 😒🙄 /derogatory /j okay but fr, whenever I see a fictional ginger online I'm like ....Ed Sheeran??? 😱😱 (coughcoughchildecough)

-Ren'py anon

OKAY OKAY I'LL DROP A SMIDGE OF RORY SPRITES SO U CAN COLOR IT BBG

He only wears shades outside lol

HEHEHE YES JACK O'LANTERN STONKS GO UP IN THE BRAIN CELL ACTIVITY

Eh, I mean, its always fun to get the bad ending first though. Just to see then get all angry and violent 😍 good shit tbh

MC would def hate you, but I feel like it would take a bit to get the bad bad ending yk? I don't have the obvious, good/neutral/bad choices most of the time (although there are some choices that will obviously lead to negative consequences lol)

JAYCE ONLY WEARS THE ONES IN STYLE RN NOT THOSE LMAOOOO

Though they can look good if done right, those boys at school were definitely not doing it right 💀

Now I understand the blue reference! Ugh how did I MISS IT SO BAD 😭 gosh you were going crazy abt him and the color blueeeeee

I understand how that all kick started ur obsession with fucked up men. We are one in the same 😎

Hehehe thank you for the confirmation! I will be watching Myers stand there menacingly as I look up fics of him 😍

It's so funny that you call them the Christan gang, but it's not gonna have all the significant original values and whatnot. It's just a global holiday thingy that everybody does regardless of religious background (Though I'm glad you still see their origins and acknowledge their important purpose to many other people!)

GOD HELP WHY? I ONLY WATCHED LIKE 10 MINUTES IF THAT ELF MOVIE WHEN I WAS IN 6TH GRADE DURING LUNCH? WHY WERE THEY PLAYING IT DURING LUNCH YOU ASK? BC OF CHRISTMAS OR SMTH IDK, BUT IT WAS OKAY IG

It would be very funny to see him as an elf that works at the mall as a side 😇 He needs it anyway

Regarding the Twin's, THEY HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE MAKE GINGER JOKES, SO BAD. THE MINUTE SOMEONE SAYS ANYTHING ABT ED SHEERAN AROUND THEM, THEY EITHER ZIP OUT OF THERE OR FIGHT. NO IN BETWEEN.

Typical gingers 🙄 so sensitive dude

Childe is one of the only gingers I can tolerate. If these two didnt have a life and played Genshin, they would favor Childe so much.

[yansgalore]

panty stealer

yandere! ace trappola x yandere! fem! reader [smut]

he's a pervert, I just know it! he teases and degrades you and says uwah, you're useless without him, huh? and stupid, did you forget that you basically can't do anything in this world~? huh? but despite all that, he cares for you. he does, truly, just in more... roundabout ways.

somewhere along the way, he falls for you. maybe its the way you go along with his pranks and stick with him when it goes wrong. maybe its the happy, giddy way you look at him when something goes your way.

whatever it is, you got this boy hooked on you, and he's holding on like a lifeline. he's always hovering around you, and never strays far. if you're in this class he isn't? surprise, now he is- he's even next to you, ain't that nice! huh, the guy that's supposed to be your seatmate? hah, why'd you askin'? what, you don't actually care for that asshole, do you?

disgusting. a waste of space. why does an asshole like that got the spot to sit next to you?

once he submits to his more... fantastical fantasies of you, it's easy for ace to spiral down the rabbit hole of love. this twisted, maniacal, obsessive feeling he calls love.

and it leads him to your quarters. in the ramshackle dorm, where you're most vulnerable. he'd never admit it, but he's a little peeved that the grim-lin gets to see the parts of you that he hasn't.

anyway, he sneaks in nice and easy when nobody's home (except the ghosts, but he can always deal with them, no?) and quickly sneaks into your room.

now, ace isn't some porn loving freak. he wouldn't enter and just... stand there, sniffing in your scent, you know?

except he does and holy fuck don't you smell good. so fucking good. ace swears he's never felt so alive. so blissful. ignoring the tightening of his pants, ace rushes to your drawers, frantically rummaging for- ah.

he grins widely as he lifts up your undergarments, like a trophy on display. while it isn't lingerie material, it's you and that's all that matters.

ace hurries to tuck one of them into his pockets but... it wouldn't hurt to... lift them to his nose and smell a 'lil, right? I mean, so long as he doesn't jack off, it doesn't makes him a perverted little weirdo, right?

that's what he tells himself as he eagerly makes his way towards your bed, precum already smearing his pants.

god, he's so stupidly in love, and he's glad it's for you.

shlick, shlick! his hand rapidly squeezes his dick and rubs it back and forth while he keeps himself quiet by covering himself with your underwear. god, he could just taste you in his mouth!

"ah, ah...!" he moans, imagining that it's you stroking him instead of his pathetic hands, and that it's your pussy on his mouth instead of your underwear. how good, it'd be, how you'd tell him that he's a pervert, jacking off just to your scent- and he's agree, nodding frantically like the slut he is. "god, I love you, I- hah-!"

in his fervor, he doesn't notice the door opening and closing, or how you stand before him with an equally lovestruck smile on your face as you watch him desperately mewl for you.

"hah, oh fuck-!" with a scream, ace cums, bursts of white shooting out of his dick. as he slowly comes down from his high, you clear your throat.

"having fun, ace?"

ace's heart stops beating as he, frightened, looks up to see you at the edge of the bed he just cummed on. with your underwear near his mouth.

"ace." you repeat when he doesn't reply. you sigh, glancing at the underwear he used to succumb and pout. "you pervert, is it that cute?"

w-what?

"my underwear." you ask point-blank, taking it from his hands and lifting it up. it's the first pair you got when you landed in twisted wonderland, so it's been through some things. "i don't think i'd jack off to this myself."

why are you talking about this when he's cummed in your bed-!

"i'm wearing a cuter pair than that." you sit next to him, then smirk. "wanna see?"

a perverted blush blooms onto his face. so, you're into this just as much as he is, huh?

"please."

he scrambles to meet your lips, and moans when you forcefully shove your tongue in, wrapping his arms around your neck. ace already feels like cumming again, and you haven't done anything to him but make out.

as you seperate, a string of saliva hangs between the two of you and ace can't help but blush harder at the sight.

"embarrassed?" you ask, smiling as you watch his dick jump at the sight.

"n-no..."

you smile wider. never in your wildest dreams would you think that ace loved you as much as you loved him, but here he is, shyly looking away. cute.

"you sure?"

"s-shut up! just kiss me again, damn it!" he leans forward and tries (keyword: tries) to take the lead but again, you best him by a mile and leaving him moaning like a slut who hasn't felt a dick in days.

"hah, hah..." ace is a mess. his heart is completely messed up, smeared with sweat. his eyes are teary and half lidded, how appetizing.

ace leans downwards and presses his nose against your pussy, his warm breath fanning your crotch. his hands lay still against your zipper and he looks up at you, silently asking for permission.

"hmm? what's up?" you fake innocence, tapping his hands.

"you know what I want!"

"I don't~ not unless you tell me, ace. like you said, I'm a stupid, magicless human, right?" and ace burns at your request, silently cursing himself.

"can I- tch, e-eat you out- damn it, just-!" ace's hands grab the zipper, but he doesn't pull down.

"well, I guess that's acceptable." you hum in delight as he quickly discards your pants and freezes.

that's... that's his underwear you're wearing. his red boxers that have gone missing- you took it?! ace looks at you, wide eyes as you flush under his gaze.

"told you you'd like it." you smile shyly, dragging his hand towards your leaking clit.

"ah ...hah, and you're calling me a pervert." he gasps breathlessly, a perverted grin crossing his face as he tugs it down.

"I thought you liked my underwear." you fake a frown, swinging your legs over his shoulder and tangling your hands against his hair.

"yeah, yeah." ace replies absentmindedly, too mesmerized by the sight. its so wet, folds glistening in your precum. he watches as it clenches around nothing and the way you start to pant at the intensity of his gaze.

his pride shoots up when he realizes it happened because of him. him. not deuce, not that stupid asshole in your class, him.

"thanks for the meal~" he manages to say. he takes a tentative lick at your cunt, and when you hum, he goes to town.

he grips your thighs, aggressively licking your cunt up and down. you moan, throwing your head back as sinful things spilling out of your mouth like a gospel. ", mmph-!"

he solely focuses on you clit, salivating at your taste. if he had his wits at the moment, he'd compare it to ambrosia, but there's no time for similes when he's got you in front of him.

"taste so good..." he moans, licking your pussy like it's his last meal. absorbed in the pleasure, you grab his hair and push down, moaning out loud.

"yes, yes, harder- ah, god, ahhh, aceee-!" the tension in your stomach snaps, and you cum with a call of his name, pulling his hair and locking his head against your thighs.

the overwhelming pressure causes him to snap too, unwinding as he lolls out his tongue, catching most of your cum.

this is what he's been dreaming off! your cum in him, on him, everything on him!

he breathes hard when you let go, fluids sticking against his face. he happily licks it off, and an idea rings in his head.

you come down from your high and sheepishly apologize. "sorry, I, uh, didn't mean to push you down like that."

ace regards it with a kiss to your thigh. "ah, um-"

"you taste so damn good." ace sighs dreamily, eagerly licking the remaining fluids off you.

"hah- no, wait what about you? you haven't cummed- oh, uhm nevermind." you squeak as he rolls his eyes.

"stupid."

, diving down again, much to your surprise. "wait, ace, I just finished-!"

"I know, I'm just cleaning up~" he replies, licking the insides of your thighs where the cum squirted to.

he slowly moves closer and closer to your pussy, but stops at your cunt, licking until it's 'clean' and he's satisfied, lifting his head in satisfaction.

you both stay silent for a bit, trying to process what just happened. "so, are we, uh...dating?" you cough out after a while.

"d-duh-! I mean, I ate you out and everything, so...!" ace replies just ask awkwardly.

"oh... okay then, it's a deal!" you grin, giving him a hug that makes him topple down the bed.

you cozy up towards him, intertwining your legs together, uncaring if your pussy touches his cock.

"i'm so sleepy..."

"then go to sleep, idiot."

"shut up, pervert."

.

deuce finds you both half-naked and horny the next day, and screams bloody murder.

[clownistyping]

The Neverending Story, 4

Really dived into reader's past with this one. Hope you enjoy uwu.

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Cover by @laneygthememequeen

Beetlejuice stands in the living room, scanning the room he sees that the walls are empty. No sign of a personal life. Just empty shelves and dusty side tables. 

"Jeez, they really are boring." He mumbled and took off his damp coat, hanging it on the back of a chair. He inspected the room more, opening and closing drawers. Pocketing some change he knew you could do without. 

Walking down the hallway he passed a single door, but suddenly he felt his spine shiver. Looking back at the door he raised a brow. Grabbing the handle, it didn’t budge. Turning his finger to a key he unlocked and opened the door, it led to stairs that go up, walking up the stairs he reached the attic floor. 

Scanning the premise he smirked, box on top of box. Each box had written a different decade or country. 

“Jack pot.” 

He ripped open a nearby box deemed ‘Japan, edo period’, packing peanuts came flying. In the box was a scroll and a sheathed katana. “Ooo” he opened the scroll, its calligraphy ink was disappearing. Setting it down he unsheathed the katana, he looked at his reflection in it and smiled. 

“Hello handsome.” he smirked and dug deeper into the box. Pulling out another scroll he opened it to reveal an ancient illustration. A samurai stood with his sword and next to him was a figure who covered their face with a fan. The eyes resembles yours and he chuckled, on the bottom was written ‘The immortal and a samurai.’ 

Searching more boxes he found more strange objects; antique photos of you with strangers, vintage objects that had your initials carved in it. From what he’s seen the attic held all evidence of your immortal existence. By the twelfth box he was sweating, there’s still tons more to go. 

“Damn (Y/N), you really are an immortal.” He mumbled with a frown, compared to you he’s pretty pathetic. You’ve been everywhere twice but act as though you’ve lived a simple life. Not saying he’s jealous but his eyes are turning a lil green. 

Beetlejuice was covered in packing peanuts by the end of his exploration, but still he felt unsatisfied. Scanning the room again he noticed behind a pile of books and boxes was a doorknob. 

“How many rooms you got?” He crawled over to the door, knocked the boxes out of the way he grabbed the handle. It didn’t budge. 

“What are you hiding, (Y/N)?” He whispered and peaked in the key hole, the room was dark but he saw a small shine from a chain. Beetlejuice used his key finger and unlocked the small door, crawling into the room. The ceiling squished his hair and he couldn’t go to the left or right, this room definitely wasn’t built for his shape. 

Blindly he searched the small room and found a small chest, wrapped in chains. Pulling the box out of the room with him he groaned. Feeling his back he grumbled that he’s getting too old for this. 

Staring down at the box he tapped it, putting his ear against it, he heard something move inside. He raised a brow, what the hell is in this thing? He tugged the chains but again it didn’t budge, with a sigh he used his finger key to unlock the chains. The chains fell with a loud drop, and he panicked. Looking at the stairs he bit his lip, ‘Please don’t come up please don’t come up.’ It was quiet. 

Looking back at the chest, he slowly opened the chest’s lid. Light beamed from inside and his dark eyes widened, “Holy shit.” he whispered. 

In the chest held a dagger, on the handle was carved ‘Immortal Blade’. It sat on top of a soft velvet pillow. “So this is where you keep your toys?” He smirked and went to grab the blade but once his finger grazed it, he was shocked. 

“Aw fuck!” He yelped holding onto his now tingly hand. 

“Beetlejuice?! Where are you?!” You yelled from downstairs. 

Beetlejuice panicked and suddenly the chest’s lid slammed shut and locked. 

“Oh come on..” he tried to open it again but the chest rumbled in response. Footsteps were heard coming up the stairs and he stood. Trying to hid the chest in packing peanuts, it failed only a few stuck on it. 

“What do you think you’re doing up here?” You glared at the demon who whimpered in response. 

“Uh..spring cleaning?” He laughed nervously as you walked closer to him, your eyes dark. You looked down at the chest behind him and your upper lip raised. 

"You bastard." You growled and lunged towards him, effectively knocking him down over the chest. You sat on his stomach glaring down at him. 

"The attic was locked for a reason!" You yelled and grabbed him by his tie. 

"Look at this mess you made!" You directed over to the crowd of packing peanuts. Beetlejuice chuckled nervously.

"Damn ya sexy when ya pissed" he winked and you cringed, getting off of his chest. Looking down at the chest you sighed. 

"Did you open it?" You asked as you squatted to check the chest. With a small laugh he nodded. 

"Kinda? It closed itself though." He said and sat up. 

"What is that thing anyways? A cool knife to stab your enemies?" He asked and you sighed. 

"Not exactly." You opened the chest and took out the dagger. 

"It's the immortal blade. Created by the first ever immortal, made to kill other immortals." You pointed the dagger at him, "Only immortals can handle the blade." 

"Ever used it?" He asked but then blinked "wait there's more of ya?" 

You nodded "lots more of immortals, but only two daggers." You stayed quiet for a second. 

"I've only used it once." You whispered but he still heard you. You tighten your grip on the handle as you remember a memory from centuries ago. 

Rough panting was heard from the dark alleyway, you yelped as a knife was thrusted towards you. The candles street light flickered in the dark, the cobblestone streets were covered in blood. It's the Victorian era, and you're being attacked by a bloodthirsty immortal. 

"Fuck!" You dodged the dagger with your hand but it managed to slice your hand. Blood splattered onto the man who held the dagger. 

"I will be the only one!" He screeched and lunged at you again, the dagger scratched against your shoulder and you punched the man in the face. 

"Stop it! What's wrong with you!?" You seethed in pain, the man held his bloody nose. 

"You are inferior! I will be the only immortal!" He panted and ran towards you, swiping the knife you dodged and he ran past you. You managed to kick his knees in and he collapsed onto the ground. 

Stepping onto his back you heard a crack, snatching the dagger you were panting as your blood dripped onto him. The man groaned under you, trying to grab your ankle you kick his head. He groans again and you look down at the blade. 

"What is this?" The man coughed up blood onto the cobblestone. 

"The immortal blade." He mumbled and you lifted him by his shirt, leaning him against the wall. 

"It can only." He coughed again "kill immortals" he grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer. 

"Immortals like you." Your eyes widened. 

"How did you know that?!" You asked and put the dagger against his neck, he chuckled. 

"You've left your mark everywhere, for centuries I've seen you everywhere." He continued. 

"You're foolish, leaving evidence of your existence in every country. I'm surprised you weren't killed earlier." He spat his rotten blood in your face and you cringed. 

"I will never be found." You seethed as you sliced the man's neck open with the blade. 

Shivering as you held the blade you looked up at the demon, who in return smiled at you. 

"Flashback?" He chuckled and you looked away in embarrassment. 

"Just get out of my attic…" 

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[empvsa]

❝ she smelled like road dust, and honey, and the smell the air holds seconds before a heavy summer rain. ❞

— bibbidi, bobbidi, boo  !  the sound of ocean waves crashing against a beach at night, the soundtrack of “amélie” playing in the next room, and laughter so strong you feel it in your stomach. here comes prudence “prue” turner ( helena howard ), the montréal, québec born vampire. usually, when the nineteen / sixty year old cis woman comes around, you can hear full circle by half moon run playing loudly over the radio. not only that, but i heard they tolerate the pureblood monarchy.

♡ CHARACTER PARALLELS — Vivienne ( The Folk of the Air ) + Theta Knight ( The Diviners ) + Bart Simpson ( The Simpsons ) + Jack Sparrow ( Pirates of the Caribbean ) + Phoebe Buffay ( F.R.I.E.N.D.S. ) + Juno MacGuff ( Juno ) + Luna Lovegood ( Harry Potter ) + Lilo ( Lilo & Stitch ) + Peter Pan ( Peter Pan ) + Anna ( Frozen )

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TRIGGER WARNINGS: Drugs, obsessive kind of “love”.

( DRUGS MENTION )She was born in Montréal at the end of the fifties. She was a teen in the seventies, and took full advantage of it. Sex, drugs and rock&roll; she did it all. She especially loved music, and started working at the record store closest to her home as soon as she turned sixteen and her parents accepted to let her work. 

She breathed music. Loved helping customers finding little gems they wouldn’t have discovered otherwise, and loved trying to guess a customer’s favourite genre as soon as they came in, going as far as betting on it with other employees. She won most of the time.

When she saw her enter the record store, one night in March 1978, she fell head over heels. The other woman may have seemed a few years older, but Prue still fell hard, and fast. Prue hadn’t followed the whole pureblood thing too closely; what with caring mostly (and almost only) about music, but it was clear that she wasn’t human. Long story short, two weeks later, Prue was a vampire, and the woman had vanished without leaving a trace.

( OBSESSIVE KIND OF “LOVE” ) Prue scoured the city for her. Then the country. Then, the States. Finally, she ended up settling down in New Orleans. She was tired of looking, tired of being so pathetically in love, and mostly, she hoped that if she stayed in one place, she’d have a bigger chance of seeing the other woman again. Truly, she knew nothing about her, but she still felt in love. It was unhealthy, especially considering the fact that she had barely gotten to know the older woman back then, but Prue couldn’t help it.

Prue is, to put it lightly, a chaotic disaster. She loves music, and that’s probably the most constant thing about her. Though she may be kind of stuck in the seventies, fashion-wise, she actually loves new music just as much as she loves old music. She also strongly loves a few movies, including Le Fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain, Moulin Rouge, Across the Universe & Rocketman. Basically, quite musical movies. Still, they’re literally the only movie she watches.

Her bloodlust is............ Unpredictable. It’s always there, but how she controls it highly depends on her moods, which are easily changeable. She changes from one mood to another in a matter of second, and that makes everything about her unpredictable.

Loves pleasure above all, to be honest. Well, music first, actually. Then, pleasure. Though music does bring her pleasure, so... Anyway! Loves being happy, loves having fun, loves laughing, and loves creating chaos. She loves feeling free, and is therefore a bit “yikes” at vampires often being the purebloods’ soldiers, like....... She does NOT like being told what to do, not even a little bit. However, she’s like? Not against the whole thing either? She just wants a lot of freedom, but not enough to be mad about it all.

Can seem a bit....... Intense, at times? She’s either too intense, or too careless. There’s pretty much no in between when it comes to her. 

Bisexual af (like all my charas, to be honest, because I am whomst I am).

Lowkey misses her family; her parents are still alive, and so are her siblings, but doesn’t want to expose them to how and what she is. Like, she used to be a bit odd, but it’s a whole new set of weird now. 

At the moment, she’s the main guitarist of a tiny lil vampire band that’s just starting out, and they’re mostly doing covers at the moment, though they’re also slowly working on their own stuff.

I recommend glancing at her about page tbh for some lil details? To be completely honest, it’s a lil stats page more than it is an about page.

[mmmmbop]

songs that would have been really big while jack + kent were in juniors -- or at least in high school -- and that make me feel way too emo:

you and me by lifehouse (there’s a 100% chance that kent hardcore associated this song with jack)

beverly hills by weezer...... PLEASE.....

my humps. like. if you don’t think that kent dedicated this song to jack’s ass, idk what to tell u.

jack might pretend to be completely unaware of pop culture, but he also sang the entirety of jesse mccartney’s beautiful soul to kent one time. he just wanted to see kent blush, but he kind of meant every word.

one of the first times they kissed was after a party where they’d been looking at each other with gut-churning levels of sexual tension as rihanna’s sos blared around them

lips of an angel by hinder 😞 😞

when stickwitu by the pussycat dolls comes on the car radio, kent turns the volume WAY up but says nothing

speaking of car radios, jack will always hate the song jesus take the wheel bc every time it came on when kent was driving, kent would close his eyes, put his hands in the air, and dramatically sing along for 5 seconds or so while jack had to steer from the passenger seat. [kent: lmao u should have seen your face. jack: we could have died kenny. also jack: and your eyes were closed how could you even see my face..]

kent flirts so hard with jack at parties whenever beep by the pussycat dolls is playing. totally as a “””joke.””” jack really likes that song.

when kent remembers that he should probably flirt with girls once in a while (he’s gay as hell so sometimes he forgets) there’s something about the song buy u a drank that gives him that extra push. jack really hates that song.

GIRLFRIEND BY AVRIL LAVIGNE 🙌🙌

kent trying to teach jack the soulja boy dance.......

kent LOVES miley’s see you again; he’s always singing it with this dorky flirtatious energy that jack thinks is really cute. (after he beats jack at one-on-one, kent makes up his own lyrics, leading up to: “i can’t wait... to beat you again” and that actually really pisses jack off, oops)

don’t talk to me ever about how cheesy kent gets when he listens to avril’s keep holding on, esp. when he’s worried about jack’s anxiety/using but doesn’t really Get It

jack never told kent this, but the great escape by boys like girls always made him think about running away together, at least for the weekend

speaking of jack being cheesy, it’s 7 AM and they’re spooning in kent’s bed; kent’s phone starts playing music for his alarm but it’s actually the weekend, so kent falls back asleep and lets the music keep playing. when the song switches to love story, jack feels indescribably soft, and he stares at kent’s face, nuzzling his nose into kent’s shoulder and smelling him even though he knows it’s weird.

kent is ready to go (in BED) when shut up and drive is playing. jack doesn’t really understand why, but he’s not gonna complain or anything.

on that note..... justin timberlake’s lovestoned 🔥🔥🔥 (fire here representing jack when kent gets going)

jack will always feel an irritated fondness for bleeding love; kent would always purposely annoy him by singing it in a wispy high-pitched voice

kent knows all the words to no air by jordin sparks. (cries to it later, but that’s a different story)

jack really does fall in love when kent’s dancing to forever by chris br*wn at a party

OKAY so kent “seriously” (lol) promises jack that he’ll learn to play guitar just so he can play jason mraz’s i’m yours for him, and he borrows a teammate’s guitar and just starts strumming with the most ridiculously bad, random chords; jack joins in by supplying the vocals, except he only knows 1/5 of the words. they both remain completely straight-faced the whole time & their teammates die laughing

sometimes kent gets really mad at jack and is too angry to even say anything when jack acts like he doesn’t care, so he just blasts hot n cold to make a Point

jack really doesn’t get it.... “oh there’s that song kent likes. he sure likes that song”

once in awhile kent changes jack’s morning alarm to the numa numa song. kent wakes up early JUST so he can watch jack’s face when he’s woken to the sound of “my a-hee, my a-ha, my a-hoo, my a-ha-ha” and he CACKLES

i can’t even put into words how obnoxious they are when got money comes on

one time when kent falls down during practice and takes a little longer than usual to get up, jack skates over. kent looks up and says, “do - do - do you got a first aid kit handy?” and jack just gives him a Disgusted Look but damaged becomes a meme for sure

jack thinks in the ayer is the stupidest song in the world (kent loves it, obviously; he thinks flo rida is a “musical genius”) and sometimes when a completely different song comes on in the car, he taps kent on the shoulder, gets his attention, and says, “oh hot damn, this is my jam” in a conversational tone. little shit.

kent feels warm and soft when he hears one step at a time.

i will literally cry if i think too hard about crush by david archuleta and the Feelings it inspired in both kent AND jack before they got together (although lets be real, jack only knew this song in the first place bc of kent)

the first time kent hears teardrops on my guitar, before he and jack were together, he briefly considers feeling sad about jack, but decides that’s too pathetic. (unfortunately, this resolution doesn’t stay in place after the draft.)

kent thinks it’s funny to make the gasping/sexual sounds from britney’s piece of me when he’s alone with jack -- like, plopping down on his lap, leaning in, and just making those noises in his ear. jack thinks it’s funny until kent starts trying this during sex. (jack: ....oh hot damn, this is my jam. kent: ok truce)

sometimes when jack keeps talking to kent and asking him to hang out, kent starts singing “why you so obsessed with me??” to make their friends laugh, and it’s a joke, but it hurts jack’s feelings

jack unironically loves gavin degraw...... the 10th time kent walks in on him listening to in love with a girl, he needs to lie down and do some serious thinking about his taste in guys

poker face..... POKER FACE... i can’t even begin to describe how much kent loves this song, or how much jack loves the way it makes kent get a lil frisky

jack can never tell kent that he likes the song right round, because he’s already too committed to disliking flo rida

gives you hell........... ouch

jack always smiles when he hears down by jay sean, mostly because he’ll never be able to hear the lil wayne rap without remembering kent rapping along in the locker room

kent is always listening to britney’s circus. jack hates it unreasonably and glares at him until kent changes the song. (this only works half the time. the other half, kent just turns it up)

jack has probably heard kent yell “TELL YOUR BOYFRIEND, IF HE SAYS HE’S GOT BEEF, THAT I’M A VEGETARIAN AND I AIN’T FUCKING SCARED OF HIM” like 93 times

fire burning is playing at a party. the whole team is dancing & kent manages to get jack on the dance floor. his dancing is atrocious and he knows it, but he can see that kent is trying to hide how turned on he is, and that’s all that really matters.

jack actually knows every word to taylor swift’s you belong with me, just because kent was OBSESSED with it for 2 months straight. he will literally never be able to hear the song without seeing kent’s smiles and stupid fake drum solos in the car.

kent tries to get jack to have sex with him to the song lovegame, but jack can’t stop laughing every time he hears “disco stick” so that’s a no-go

(kent likes the song waking up in vegas even though it makes him feel kinda sad for no particular reason)

they have an ongoing “debate” about how kent hates country and jack likes it. when kent earnestly makes a case for tswift’s our song being THEIR song, jack makes fun of him for liking a country song instead of taking him seriously, and while kent might roll his eyes and play it off as no big deal, that hurts his feelings more than he will ever admit.

in their hotel room at 1:30 AM. one time by justin bieber is playing. kent is lying on his back, singing along and doing a stupid lil dance where he moves his arms and legs around in the air without sitting up. jack is staring at him and feels like he’ll just fall over, so he interrupts kent’s singing by kneeling over him and pressing their lips together. (this is actually their first kiss and it’s not like they’d be able to tell anyone about it in the first place, but they REALLY won’t tell anyone it was to a justin bieber song)

[theworstbob]

yellin’ at songs, 3.18.2017

this week: lorde’s back!; the oxford comma as indicator of song quality; requiem for “Run Up,” the song only i like

28) "Stay," by Zedd & Alessia Cara

I dunno. I kept just kinda wishing the song would actually be "Closer," by The Chainsmokers ft./Halsey, instead of this acceptable "Closer" substitute. It didn't hit me the same way even "It Ain't Me" did a couple weeks back. There's nothing here. It's a sad song executed with competency, nothing more, possibly something less. Honestly, it exited my mind while I was typing this.

34) "Slide," by Calvin Harris ft./Frank Ocean & Migos

OH MY GOODNESS I DIDN'T KNOW FRANK OCEAN AND MIGOS KNEW HOW TO BE THIS BREEZY. This song kind of sounds like the first time either party has had anything like fun in years. It's almost like they've grown unfamiliar with the concept and are attempting to reacquaint themselves, like, there’s a brief auto-tune rap part, and hearing auto-tune rap over a non-trap track was the most jarring experience I've had in 2017 to date (non-Trump division). I think this song's a grand ol' time on the whole, though! I'm not as big on it as some people, as indicated by all the reactions and covers I found on YouTube instead of the song (UGH YOU MADE ME GET MY PHONE YOU JERKS), but there's a lot of value in a (potential) megahit that's funky and not ponderous.

37) "Selfish," by Future ft./Rihanna

This is so far from my idea of what a Future song is that I was honestly concerned when it started up when I was listening to HNDRXX. I almost feel bad that I'm sort of lukewarm on HNDRXX as a whole, simply because, when it's on, it's really dope, it really justifies the collective effort we've been sinking into Future for the past couple of years. I don't know that there's anyone else on Future's level that's capable of making a song like this. ...I'm kinda just making sweeping generalizations about this song that don't really dive into the meat of it, am I. WELL OKAY HERE'S THAT THING NO ONE WANTS. I really love the idea of a couple admitting they want to be one person and they want to be a selfish person, the couple only wants to think about the couple, is a really interesting metaphor, and Future and Rihanna give really strong vocal performances (didja know, rihanna's good at this) that lend the song this really sad edge, so it still feels as self-loathey as the rest of Future's work.

48) "Comin Out Strong," by Future ft./The Weeknd

This is more standard Future, just slow, depressing meandering over a trap beat. Like, I dunno. It's kind of like "Stay," that song I barely remember from earlier, it's just a sad song done well enough I guess. It's a waste of a Weeknd cameo, honestly, like you're gonna get The Weeknd in here and have him just do this? A'ight, man. I dont get it, but it's your world.

78) "Make Love," by Gucci Mane ft./Nicki Minaj

I think I'm just cranky today. Woke up at 3 AM, had a boring day at Job, now I have to deal with this go-nowhere song where neither party sounds like they're really interested in what they're doing. Maybe I oughta take a breather, no one exepcts this the day the chart drops, no one even expects this, I can come back tomorrow. But man. Listening to this song feels like going to a restaurant and getting in line behind someone who's never been to that restaurant before and has to ask about all the menu options. "Is the orange chicken good?" Man we're at fucking Leeann Chin how could it possibly be good. And you're kinda looking across the way at the other restaurants and wondering what might've been, but you're in too deep, you committed to this place, and you're go -- yep, she took the green beans. Great. Now you either have to wait for green beans or order one of the lesser sides. YES I'M AWARE THIS STOPPED BEING AN ANALOGY AND NOW I'M COMPLAINING ABOUT SOME RUBE AT THE LEEANN CHIN, POINT IS, THIS SONG BLOWS.

89) "Losin Control," by Russ

I feel lied to. I feel fucking lied to, Russ. There is a certain promise in the title "Losin Control." I was banking on this promise. I was hoping, after a lesser Future song and "Make Love," that this would be a delightful party jam about making bad decisions at a nightclub. What the fuck is this. What the goddamn fuck IS this, Russ. What is this moaning slow-ass dumb fuckery. The best thing that can be said for this song is that Russ himself is not a character in the song, that he is the one to be patient with the broken woman and be a better man worthy of her love. Thank you for at least doing the bare fucking minimum, Russ. We had "Run Up" a month ago. "Run Up" was a fun, tropical party song worthy of your love and respect. I'm bouncing it to #4 on my chart this week, out of respect for what the top three songs are able to do on the chart, but I still believe in "Run Up" with every fiber of my being. Y'all are telling me you wanna listen to some fuckhead with a manbun plaintively whine a sad story about a girl who got cheated on the one time. I can't possibly imagine hating this world more.

92) "God, Your Mama, and Me," by Florida Georgia Line ft./Backstreet Boys

NOW WHAT I DID AT THE END RIGHT THERE, THAT'S WHAT WE CALL A SET-UP, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesus FUCKING Christ this is a thing that actually exists. I mean, it's pathetic. There's so little effort put into the song that it's not even insincere. The fact that, in the list of people who love the girl, the dudes in Florida Georgia Line LITERALLY REPLACE HER FATHER is unconscionably gross, like oh my stars fuck that so hard, "That's right, Daddy, I love your little girl more than you," SO GROSS. There is one saving grace in this song, the Oxford comma in the title, but even THAT speaks to how inauthentic and manufactured and fucking gross this song is: does anyone honestly think, if this song were really country, anyone would care enough to observe semi-antiquated punctuation usage and include an Oxford comma in the song title? BECAUSE THEY FUCKING WOULDN'T. The Oxford comma illustrates that this song comes from the suits in corporate, demanding a hit be delivered AND THAT IT BE OVERTLY CHRISTIAN. Goddamned pathetic.

96) "Hometown Girl," by Josh Turner

country music is sort of a form of low fantasy at this point. it's just a bunch of dudes sitting around, taking about a place that has never existed, thinking about people who have never lived. like real talk, swap the cowboy hats for big-ass fake swords and replace the guitars with dice, baby, you've got a game of D&D.

100) "Green Light," by Lorde

It's hard for me to be neutral about this song? Because hey, even divorced from the context of this wretched week, this is really dope, I'm stoked Lorde is back and considerably improved, I love that the song's about something mature without going all "HEY GUYS ADULTHOOD = FUCKING" about it, it's just someone moving on from a relationship that stopped being for her (and also Lorde's progression as an artist but pffft fuck that who cares about that part), but after all I went through to get here? THIS IS THE GREATEST FUCKING SONG OF ALL TIME. Anything that isn’t Florida Georgia Line would earn undying love and respect at this point. (But Josh TI KNOW WHAT I SAID. Still, even if I hear "Green Light" after hearing and thinking about good songs for half an hour, I expect it'll hold up quite well. because Lorde is interesting and Jack Antonoff’s solid and this is just awesome work. LORDE'S BACK! YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!

/sigh/ The Top 20. Yeah, I’m bummed. But “iSpy” and “Issues” and “Despacito” are all at least as good! But like maybe I’m the fool? Maybe I’m just weirdly obsessed with a song that only spent one week on the pop chart? It would be just like me, too, to declare Song of the Year a song that was on the chart for one week in February. Ten years ago, mighta been The Game and Kanye West’s “Wouldn’t Get Far,” this year, it’s “Run Up.” Y’know? (This outro paragraph is a backdoor pilot for YELLIN’ AT SONGS: 2007 EDITION.) 20) "Running Back," by Wale ft./Lil Wayne (2.11) 19) "I'm Better," by Missy Elliott ft./Lamb (2.18) 18) "Way Down We Go," by Kaleo (1.14) 17) "Everyday," by Ariana Grande ft./Future (3.4) 16) "Light," by Big Sean ft./Jeremih (2.25) 15) "Draco," by Future (3.11) 14) "Guys My Age," by Hey Violet (2.11) 13) "Good Drank," by 2 Chainz ft./Gucci Mane & Quavo (2.11) 12) "Yeah Boy," Kelsea Ballerini (3.4) 11) "Selfish," by Future ft./Rihanna (3.18) 10) "Slide," by Calvin Harris ft./Frank Ocean & Migos (3.18) 9) "It Ain't Me," by Kygo x Selena Gomez (3.4) 8) "Now & Later," by Sage the Gemini (2.25) 7) "Shape of You," by Ed Sheeran (1.28) 6) "That's What I Like," by Bruno Mars (3.4) 5) "Green Light," by Lorde (3.18) 4) "Run Up," by Major Lazer ft./PARTYNEXTDOOR & Nicki Minaj (2.18) 3) "Despacito," by Luis Fonsi ft./Daddy Yankee (2.4) 2) "Issues," by Julia Michaels (2.11) 1) "iSpy," by KYLE ft./Lil Yachty (1.14)