#jazzy halloween

[odditiesnoctobermidnightroad]

Crooner's Beat-over Prompt-tober!!

Words from Crooner: “I tell ya’ what, there ain’t nothin’ to be had from this ‘tag-me’ game if you don’t have the right inspiration. 

That’s the reason ya’ do these ‘prompt-tober’ challenges, isn’t it? You want something to INSPIRE ya’ don’t cha? You’re gonna need some musical motivation. Thankfully, I know my way with oldies. 

Draw up the images that come to mind when you hear these swinging beats sung by the gods off swing and jazz themselves’.

Bettye Lavette - “Witchcraft in the Air”

Cab Calloway - “Nightmare”, “Minnie the Moocher”, “The Ghost of Smokey Joe”

Ray Charles - “Hit the Road Jack”

Nina Simone - ”I Put a Spell on You”, “Sinnerman”, “Pirate Jenny”

Todd Rollins - “The Boogieman”

Andy Williams - “Spooky”

Frank Sanatra - “Blue Moon”, “Witchcraft”

Sarah Vaughan - “I’m Afraid the Masquerade is Over”

Billie Holiday - “Gloomy Sunday”, “What a Little Moonlight can Do”

Ozzie Nelson - “Strange Enchantment”

Julie London - “This October”

Screamin Jay Hawkins - “Little Demon”, “Whistling Past the Graveyard”, “Alligator Wine”

Stevie Wonder - “Superstition”

Jo Stafford - “Haunted Heart”, “Old Devil Moon”

Rosemary Clooney - “The Wobblin Goblin”, “Pumpky Pumpkin”

Jelly Roll Morton - “Dead Man’s Blues”, “Creepy Feeling”

The Treniers - “One of the Bushes”, “Devil’s Mambo”

Eartha Kitt - “I Want to be Evil”, “I’d rather be Burned as a Witch”

Anita O’Day - “Bewitched, Beguiled and Bewildered”, “The Walls Keep Talkin”

Johnny Cash - “I walk the Line”, “Ghost Riders in the Sky”

Peggy Lee - “Bewitched”, “He’s a Tramp”

Bing Crosby - “Halloween”, “The Headless Horseman”

Steve Cook - “The Legend of Dogman”

Ella Fitzgerald - “Lullaby of the Leaves”

Louis Prima - “Mr. Ghost goes to Town”, “Old Black Magic”

Nat Gonella - “The Skeleton in the Closet”

LaVern Baker - “Voodoo Voodoo”

Louis Armstrong - “This Black Cat”, “Jeepers Creepers”

Glen Miller - “Swinging at the Seance”

Duke Ellington - “Haunted Nights”

Artie Shaw - “The Nightmare”

Draw em’ good, and don’t forget to sing-along along.

I swear I’m not listening…” 

[egophiliac]

buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK

[jazz-berry]

Ｅｃｓｔａｓｙ

Tate Langdon x reader x Ethan Landry

requested by @violetsghosts 🖤

Smut

Warnings: dark content, nsfw, threesome, p in v, oral (m!receiving), choking, degradation, no protection

“Suck, bitch.”

The blonde haired boy stares down at you coldly with his dark eyes while Ethan fucks you from behind. You’re on your hands and knees on the bed, Ethan against the headboard while Tate stands on the floor by the edge of the bed.

With a whimper, you part your lips and Tate doesn’t waste a second bucking his hips, stuffing your mouth with his dick. You gag and don’t have any time to adjust as the two boys work in a rhythm, Ethan thrusting in as Tate thrusts out.

The room is filled with their low moans and your wet muffled gags as you're fucked by the two psycho killers.

As Tate gets close, he wraps a hand around your neck, gently squeezing. You struggle to breathe as he uses your throat nonstop and blocks your airway. As black dots are starting to enter your vision, the boy groans and reaches orgasm, spurts of cum entering your throat as he removes his hand and sloppily thrusts into your mouth a few more times. Ethan is close behind, burying himself to the hilt inside your cunt and filling up your womb with his warm seed.

Tate's cock slips out of your mouth, and you gasp for air. He grabs his length and slowly rubs it against your face, smearing the mixture of his cum and your saliva. His eyes glimmer with amusement at the sight of your swollen lips and teary eyes.

Ethan pulls out from behind and smacks your ass, making you yelp. Both boys snicker. The brunette smirks at you as he gets dressed and walks out of the room, leaving you with no aftercare. Tate on the other hand tuts softly, grabbing your chin and tilting your head up so he can give you a deceivingly sweet peck on the lips. After he kisses you, he winks and follows after Ethan. You're left lying on the bed, a worn out mess.

please like and reblog ♡ I’m extremely proud of myself for writing this

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[mickules]

🎃 papyrus from undertale?

👻TRICK👻

no.16 Evens Jazzles

Chocolate disks covered in multicoloured sprinkles

[jazzystudios82]

Barbie, eat your heart out 💋

Tiffany Valentine from Chucky.

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[agentjazzy]

Happy Halloween! I was Danny Phantom! :)

[zackbuildit]

This is important.

Please only leave a like if you reblog. People gotta see this

[sweetfloatapartment]

ummmmm I Came Here To Get Some Candy From You. Lol!

i didnt finish my vest in time but i was quattro bajeena for trick or treating yaaayy nobody know who i was 😏👍 i plan to finish him for my next con (whichever one that may be)

[duranduratulsa]

DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince - A Nightmare On My Street

Spooktober song 🎵 of the day 2: A Nightmare On My Street by DJ Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince (1988) from He's The DJ, I'm The Rapper #djjazzyjeffandthefreshprince #willsmith #ANightmareOnMyStreet #HesTheDjImTheRapper #80s #anightmareonelmstreet #freddy #freddykrueger #Spooktober #halloween #october

[ente-lab]

[ladyapplejackdnd]

A person that hear Jason's mothers voice before impersonate it would he kill them? I mean like if they look like a younger version of his mother and/or can impersonate would he kill them or would he protect them? that's just a question I've been thinking of.

[jazz-berry]

Ghostface!Ethan Landry x fem!reader

Warnings: smut- dark content, degrading, face fucking, blowjob, sub!reader, camera recording

“Just like that...” Ethan coos mockingly, watching tears slip out of your eyes as you weakly bob your head up and down. He holds up a camera with one hand, and his dark eyes stare at you with hints of both menace and lust.

You're on the floor while he sits on the edge of the bed. You can barely breathe as he fucks your face relentlessly, only focusing on his own pleasure.

“Mmm..fuck, you're such a slut..” He hisses, tugging on your hair with his other hand. You let out a shaky whimper, feeling yourself starting to go brain dead. There's a bulge in your throat, saliva leaking out of your mouth and onto your breasts. Ethan makes sure to keep the camera angled at you, capturing the pathetic sight.

Your eyes roll back and you let out a muffled whine around his dick. He soon reaches his climax and cum shoots straight down your throat. He keeps his dick still, making you unable to breathe and forced to swallow everything.

Once you’ve swallowed every drop, he slips out of your mouth, making you cough and desperately gasp for air.

Ethan brings the camera closer to your face. You're an absolute mess, your lips smeared with the remnants of his cum, your teary eyes heavy and rolled back, a trail of saliva sliding down your boobs. With a smirk, the boy ends the video and sets the camera down on his nightstand. He gets up from the bed, putting his boxers on and throwing on the black cloak.

"Stay there. Don't clean yourself up." He then puts on the Ghostface mask and grabs his knife before leaving the apartment, all pumped up for his next murder spree due to your ministrations.

not Evan content but I love Jack Champion and since it’s October🎃🔪

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[jscarzfava]

Halloween’s almost here and I’ve made my first joint icon, featuring my girlfriend, @jazzyolivervo!

[jazzystudios82]

Diabolik Lovers: Camp Stoker (Midnight Horrors 2024) 🥀

Prompt: Camp Horror

Inspiration: Friday the 13th

WARNING: This contains blood, violence, gore, and death

This is my entry for @diabolik-lovers-weekly's "Midnight Horrors" challenge. I thought that it would be fitting to try and do a reimagining of the horror classic "Friday the 13th". If you haven't seen the original, then know that this will contain spoilers for it, but if you're someone who doesn't care about spoilers, then feel free to go ahead and read it. And another thing, this takes more inspiration from the 2009 remake.

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Camp Stoker, 19XX

As the rain pelted down on the earth violently, a poor counselor ran through the dark forest that was near the camp, doing her best to not slip in the mud and let her pursuer catch her.

If she did, then it was over.

However, the counselor was forced to stop herself as she noticed a rather large lake in front of her. Its reach was far and wide, and unfortunately for her, the canoes were missing the paddles, meaning that she was stranded unless she found one in time or managed to find a quick short cut.

'Please God, I don't want to-'

Snap!

"!" The counselor was broken out of her panicked thoughts when the sound of a twig breaking was heard. The poor girl looked over her shoulder to see the one who was chasing and tormenting her all this time: the deranged looking Christa Sakamaki, who was welding a silver knife in her pale right hand.

"P-Please, Mrs. Sakamaki, just let me go!" the counselor practically screamed. "I won't tell anybody that it was you! I just want to-"

"How. . . .HOW COULD YOU?!" the woman named Christa Sakamaki shouted, silencing the frightened and injured blonde haired counselor.

"My poor Subaru. . . .he drowned in the lake because of you and those. . . .those foolish idiots! Instead of doing your jobs, you all left to 'fool around' like deviant w*****! YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN WATCHING HIM!" Christa yelled, tears escaping her red eyes as she leapt at the young woman.

The counselor unfortunately knew what Christa was referring to: a year ago, Christa's six year old son had gone to the camp with his older half brothers for a summer of fun. He unfortunately was the only of the Sakamakis to have not gone back home on the final day of camp. Because of this, Christa and her husband, the politician Tougo Sakamaki, tried to get the camp shut down, but were unable to do so, thus leading to Christa taking matters into her own hands and this moment.

The counselor was able to dodge in time, causing the pale woman to land in the mud as a result. The counselor turned back and made a dash back to the now evacuated Camp Stoker, as Christa had brutally slaughtered the other counselors she deemed responsible for her son's death.

The poor blonde had managed to get into an empty cabin and close the door in time, making Christa shout in anger as she banged on the door violently. The counselor looked around the cabin and after seeing a machete, which belonged to one of the older employees.

Glad that she had a weapon to defend herself with, the counselor quickly grabbed the machete and as soon as she heard the door to the cabin slam open and Christa's scream, the counselor swung the machete with all of the strength she could muster.

She felt that was effective in what she had hope to accomplish: incapacitating Christa and giving her enough time to call the police. It wasn't until she heard a gurgling sound and what may have been the sound of flesh being pierced.

"?"

The counselor opened her eyes to see that she had unintentionally decapitated Christa, whose head was now lying on the bloody wooden floor, next to her motionless body.

'D-Did I. . . .Did I actually-'

Before she could fully process what happened, the sound of police sirens and the paramedics arriving outside the camp. Someone had entered the cabin, though the counselor wasn't sure who it was as she was still in shock with what happened.

Officers and medical professionals did their best to get her to speak about what happened, though not a single one was successful. As they got the girl into the ambulance, not a single one of the officers and medics noticed a white haired boy watching from the bushes.

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Subaru wasn't really sure what happened to him a year ago. One minute he was swimming with his brother Shuu, and the next he ended up on the shore of a lake that was far from the camp.

Fortunately for him, the red eyed boy knew some survival tactics that helped him survive, what helped him continue to go on was the hope that his family, particularly his mother, were out there looking for him and that he'd be home again.

But that was in the beginning, back when he wasn't as thin, dirty, and angry. His anger was especially flared up right now.

Subaru was nearby when he heard the all too familiar sound of his mother's voice. He attempted to get her attention when he reached the camp, only to watch her get beheaded by one of the counselors.

Naturally, he feared for his life, so Subaru hid when he heard the sirens from the distance. And while everyone was distracted, Subaru had snuck into the cabin and took his mother's decapitated head and the silver knife that she was wielding and snuck out back into the woods.

Subaru had taken the head of his mother to a nearby cave, where he silently wept for what felt to be hours.

He wasn't sure when it happened, but over time, he heard her voice again. She was telling him that they deserved to be punished for what they did to her and him.

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Present Day. . . .

Counselor Yui Komori was looking after the other campers when she heard one of them telling some of the younger kids the local legend Subaru Sakamaki, a mysterious and silent killer who was said to have slaughtered several counselors as revenge for letting him drown as a child and for the death of his mother, with his first victim being the one who beheaded his mother a year after the incident took place, which of course scared the young ones.

Yui herself was what one would call a skeptic. She never believed in stories about vampires, werewolves, ghouls, and other supernatural entities.

After telling the older campers to leave the younger ones alone, Yui went to go get one of the campers a water bottle because she was thirsty, however, as she was returning back to the camp fire, she thought she saw a white haired youth wearing a red plaid button shirt and jeans, but what caught her attention was that the youth was wearing a hockey mask that was completely covering his face. And in his right hand? A machete.

Yui's face turned white when she realized that his appearance matched the description of Subaru Sakamaki. But there was no way that that was actually him, right? He was just a local legend. There's no way that this was real! It had to be one of the other counselors pulling a prank!

But before she could get confirmation, one of the kids let out a little yelp, startling Yui. And as soon as her eyes turned to a different direction, the masked individual disappeared just as quickly as he appeared. . . .

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In my honest opinion, I don't think I did a very good job with writing this. Sorry if it feels rushed.