𝙥𝙤𝙫: 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙛𝙪𝙡, 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙩. 𝟮

𝙨 𝙥 𝙤 𝙩 𝙞 𝙛 𝙮 𝙥 𝙡 𝙖 𝙮 𝙡 𝙞 𝙨 𝙩 — open.spotify.com/playlist/0BFiwo8erRKYacdnh6BwHz — 𝙩 𝙞 𝙢 𝙚 𝙨 𝙩 𝙖 𝙢 𝙥 𝙨 had to remove house of memories bc of copyright strike 😔 ☂︎ 0:00 Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics 3:33 Puttin' On the Ritz (Electro Swing Mix) by Betty Booom 6:52 Teenagers by My Chemical Romance 9:34 Betty Boop by Betty Booom Remix 13:23 Hit And Run by LOLO 16:35 Mr. Pinstripe Suit by Big Bad Voodoo Da ddy 20:13 Crazy = Genius by Panic! At The Disco 23:31 Higher by The Score 27:05 Let's Kill Tonight by Panic! At The Disco 30:39 Bottom of the River by Delta Rae 34:02 I'm A Wanted Man by Royal Deluxe 37:51 Problems by Mother Mother 41:18 Kill Of The Night by Gin Wigmore 44:48 Sarcasm by Get Scared 48:08 Bad Romance by Lady Gaga 53:17 Bad Romance by Lady Gaga (sorry I accidentally put it again 😬) 58:23 Me And My Broken Heart by Push Baby 1:01:35 Zoot Suit Riot by Cherry Poppin’ Daddies 1:05:29 The Devil Wears a Suit and Tie by Colter Wall 1:09:26 Necro

Finally a villian mix without the same tired songs. Plenty of awesome swing music including some I've never heard! It makes me think of one of my chaotic villian characters

This and part one absolutely put off playful/chaotic vibes. Nothing too dark or slow. You matched the desired mood perfectly!

If a playlist starts with sweet dreams are made of these you know its gonna be good

I'm suprised by the lack of people mentioning the crowley quote in the description, incredible touch and even better taste :)

(This is my first pov, so don't at me plz.🙏) Trigger Warning: Coarse language/ mentions of murder attempts. (POV: Azure) Azure stares at the thick smoke and ash that billows off of the building. Screams ring out from it's walls. This place used to be his home. He was born and raised here. His brothers, sister's, mother Mary, Amalyn, and Magda and Julith, everyone was in there. And yet...he had just....burnt it. Burnt all. Bright orange flames and black smoke poured out cracked windows and engulfed them all. His memories, his siblings, the nuns. And he couldn't even find it in himself to shed a tear for them. In his defense, he wouldn't really consider them family. If anything they were more like annoying roommates. Mother Magda was an ass anyway. Mother Amalyn was a drunk. the rest of the mother's had baggage and issues... They were all intolerant assholes, and yet they were so imperfect themselves, it was almost laughable how they treated him and the other kids. He took in the scene for a little longer. Inhaling the smoke before snatching his suitcase from the ash covered ground. Noticing the ash on it's top. Ugh.... He wrinkles his nose at the sight the specks before dusting them off. With his free hand. He did always hate dirt and filth of any kind. So this was definitely not in his plans, fires were too messy. Ash got all over the place, Azure had originally planned on doing something different. But of course the others said that they couldn't leave finger prints so outright stabbing was out of the question. And they said that their escape was supposed to be discreet so dropping rat poison the nuns' meatloaf and mashed potatoes was also crossed off the list. So here he was. He sucks his teeth shaking the dust flakes out of his thick black curls. He clutches his suitcase closer to his side tapping his foot. He watches the flames for a little longer before looking around... Speaking of the others, where the hell are they? He thinks he did most of the work so what weren't they here? All the needed to do was get a car. Really it couldn't be that hard right? Everyone was sleep so they wouldn't have to do much. Maybe sneak past a couple guards....but given that Luna and eira had Brucey, with them then it wouldn't be that hard. Aja, Reggie and Caleb,had already jumped the fence earlier so...it's not like they'd have to wait- BEEP! The blaring of the car horn breaks him from his thoughts. He turns on the heels of his penny loafers cracking a grin. "Thank fuck, what took you all so long!" He called. Luna was the first one to pop out of the window her white locks blowing him her face as she did. "Eira had a slip- Az, holy Shit dude!" The others hung out the window staring at the wreckage. Lunas mouth dropped open. Eira's Icy blue eyes are wide as plates. "Azure, what the hell?" A deep bassy voice called from the front seat of the white van. Azure blows a wild curl out of his face. "You said discreet, and I did it, Bruce." He calls over the crackling flames as he trudges through ashes. "How is this discreet azure?!" Eira calls back, looking unamused . He deadpans at her for a moment, squinting his eyes at the older girl, before tossing the car doors open with flourish. "It's amazing how you of all people are pissed at me for doing what YOU all wanted me to do-" He pauses before chucking his duffle back into the back seat. He sucks his teeth at the girls in question before sliding into the seat beside eira. The other girl, scowls at him, before scooting away from the ash covered male. Without warning the car jerks off swerving out of the parking lot. Luna blinks at the boy opening her mouth to speak. But he holds his finger up for her and she shuts it. He turns his attention fom Luna to Eira, his bark red eyes clicking with the shorter girls blue ones. "- and to answer you question Eira. A propane leak. It was a propane leak that killed them. That's how it's going to register." He simply says. Eira's scowl fades slightly. And Azure Leans back in the chair. "And that's why it's discreet. It will look like one of the cooks left the stove on. The propane the stove would've leaked into the kitchen for the whole night... " He says turning his attention from her to Bruce who was scrutinizing him through the rearview mirror. He locks eyes with the brown eyed boy before looking at his nails. He sucks in a deep breath before continuing. "One of them would've had to ignite something. Then boom there's a fire, plain and Simple. And bonus I barely had to lift a finger." He smirks smug and satisfied with his explanation. "As long as you tied up your loose ends then we should be clear...." Azure snaps back raising a singular eyebrow at the darker boy who rolls his eyes in response. "I got in contact with Caleb, its done, Reggie and Aja have a spot I in the city for us to lay low in." Azure let's out an approving hum. Before looking back at the fluffy haired boy in the front seat. Grinning that smug grin again. "Well then. That went without a hitch then, hmm? Great job everyone. I mean granted I did the hard stuff but. Still fantastic job. Luna, Eira, Bruce. We're in the clear." Eira and Bruce him back. Luna's silent though, her blonde brows knit in contemplation. There a small pause before as looks up her golden eyes filled with worry. "You don't think that they're really dead. The sisters I mean." Eira turns her head to look at the other girl. Frowning a little bit, there's a tense silence for a moment as if eira's attempting to find the words to say to her. She opens her mouth and shuts it and opens it and shuts it again. Azure blows out a breath, watching her blunder with her younger sister for a moment. He blinks at Eira wrinkling his nose a little bit. Now this is just sad. He thinks. Before he sits up and looks Luna. "Oh absolutely...they're dead in there." He pauses for a moment, squinting his eyebrows. "Either that or they're..." He pauses folding his hands together. "terribly... TERRIBLY maimed." //////

AAAh yEs! one of these that doesn't start with Feelin' Good!

YES A PART 2!!! I NEEDED THIS!!

This (and the 1st party too) is basically my taste in music for the past 5 years summed up into one (two) playlist(s) and I'm digging it! Also, my random "I'm the villain!!!!!!!" thoughts throughout the day might not be so random after all.......

This entire playlist slaps. Playing it at work tomorrow.

legit my new fav playlist

YESSS FINEALLY IVE BEEN LISTING TO PART 1 FOR DAYS YES

I LOVE THIS!!! THANK YOU FOR PUTTING PANIC AT THE DISCO!!!❤❤❤❤❤❤

finally one of these that has necromancin dancin thank you

YAAAAYYY SECOND PARTT HELL YES WE NEEDED THIS SO BADLY MY DEAR💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

Such a great playlist!

Just listened to the first part earlier, appealed a LOT to one side of me, I WAS SO HAPPY TO HEAR GLITTER AND GOLD. This gives me much cuphead vibes and more energetic and stuff, so das another side of my music tastes that you hab make a playlist to appeal to. Congrats :D Very much like 💜💜💜

i live for these playlists

Saw people writing small stories in the comments, thought I might join in. It's been ages since I've written anything, so if this is confusing or bad, sorry. //Violence, mass murder, implied grown up as child soldier, having powers = discriminated against Two people loiter at the edge of a building. One male, one female. Black boots, black bomber jacket, black gloves, black leggings, pink eyes: female. Black loafers, white blouse, rumpled suit, black trousers, gold eyes: male. "Ain't it pri'tty?" She asks with a toothy grin and a slight drawl to her words. The man replies with angered screaming, or tries to at least. Quite the hard task when your dangling from quite a considerable height, with only the chain of a neck collar, and the tips of your toes being your saviour from gravity. "You think it's pri'tty. I think it's pri'tty at least, the message it sends sure is pri'tty anyways." She huffs slightly as the man goes limp. "Alrigh', Alrigh', I'll let you down. But don't bite, mkay?" Her arm jerks back violently. He goes sprawling face front on the floor. She cackles in time with the clacks of her furry black boots as she heads towards him. "Oh how rude of me Adam, I haven't even introduced myself yet. Me' manners are as bad as my impulse sometimes." Her boot slams down on Adam's hand, digging in until he screams and thwarting his attempt to get back up. "Most 'imes. I'm Bell." She steps off and to the side, crouching down and whispering her name over again in his ear like a giddy child; the carnage she created only seconds before on view. Men and woman; All dressed in only the most fine and expensive outfits money could buy. Their pretty clothes, pretty hair and pretty faces are now all drenched in blood. Blood from themselves, from others. It seemed as if Bell tried to always nick an artery in her rampage. Only the few children attending were spared - most still tucked behind up-ended tables and trying fruitlessly to muffle their cries. Bell turns towards her wreckage, eyes lidded and fingers twiddling and twirling with the small neck collar chain she picked up again. She drags that hand up to her own neck, unknowingly pulling Adam up with her. "Your fucking crazy" His words are dry and cracked as they climb out of his mouth. His abused throat swallowing again and again fruitlessly. His hands twitch slightly and spark. "I know." Bell smiles softly. She wraps an arm around Adam's torso and help him back to his feet. Her long blonde hair twists sharply to fly in Adam's face as the direction of the wind changes. She can't help but laugh as he backs up and splutters. "Sorry about being so violent earlier Adam. You just need to know you've been bested, no reason to fight anymore. 'Cause I see those twitchy hands of yours, and it really looks like you still wanna fight. Dunno what for though." "What for!?" He gasps out, arm snapping out to draw attention to the ruined party. He shakes his hand in anger of all the words he wants to say, but can't. "I helped you. I di'n't need to do 'dat, especially with how troublesome you've been. And, honestly, shoul'n't I get a 'Oh tank 'chu Bell'?" "I'm not 'tank chu' ng you. Murderer." "Huh. Being collared like a pet and trained like a bitch just ain't enough to make an Enchanted mad these days." His body goes deathly still at the remark, golden eyes flinty as Bell cocks out her hip and places a finger to her chin in mock innocence. His fingers spark again and a puddle of spilt wine nearby catches fire. It doesn't spread naturally however, the fire twisting and spiraling into a point aimed at Bell. "Well would 'cha look at tha'." She skips back and to the side as the fire is sent shooting right through where her head would of been. It dissipates before it has the chance to hit anything, and she almost forgets to dodge the puddle of water she's heading back towards: busy marvelling at Adams control over fire. She twirls and ducks low - the water catching fire and bursting upwards. She springs up to higher ground - dancing and dipping cheekily as even the moisture of the air is ignited and thrown at her. "WE DOIN' THIS AGAIN?" She cackles as Adam grabs at his side. Legs shaking and vision blurry as he pushes himself. The ringing of a phone stops Bell suddenly. Patting herself down before finding it in her left boot. Fire rebounds uselessly against a glowing pink shield now surrounding Bell. Adam falling to his knees finally, breath unsteady as he slumps forward. "This was fun, really. Bu' I gots to goes, y'knows? Have fun wi'h the newfound freedom and loyal'y crisis." She undoes his collar with a key she snatched earlier, patting his head and splashing a bit of vodka on his wrinkled and bloody suit jacket. It starts to rain. Only one person now loiters at the edge of a building. One male. Bloody loafers, pink blouse, rumpled suit, black trousers, gold eyes: Enchanted.

Heard sweet dreams and was instantly hooked 💙