vampire loser

(he/him) 19 [br pt/eng] not that interesting ⚧️☣️

[empty0coffin]

INFO ———

Name: Vincent Nickname: Zero or Vince Age: 19 Pronouns: he/him ☣️⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🇧🇷🩸🧛‍♂️

Im pretty friendly! Talk to me! :-D Very big self-shipper.

sex-positive, kink-positive!!!!!!!!!!! ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

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FAVOURITES ——— Aka my romantic F/Os for my self-inserts.

♥️Edward Nashton (The Batman 2022 - Paul Dano Riddler) 🆕️Jacob Alden (Lurking for Love) ⁎ Erik Destler (The Phantom of The Opera - any form) ⁎ Muriel (The Arcana) ⁎ Hugo Vega (Dream Daddy) ⁎ Solomon, Leviathan and Asmodeus (Obey me) ⁎ Many of my ocs.............. yum!

FANDOMS ——— (some..... I like a lot of stuff!)

Batman (especially the Arkham Asylum game) ♡ Lurking for Love ♡ The Arcana ♡ Osomatsu-san ♡ Star Trek ♡ Resident Evil ♡ The Phantom of The Opera ♡ Fallout ♡ Postal ♡ Obey Me ♡ Stardew Valley ♡ Dream Daddy ♡ metalocalypse ♡ •••

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Art in every form! ♡ animals ♡ video-games ♡ politics ♡ the 90s and early 00s ♡ music! ♡ vampires! ♡ horror ♡ my ocs!!!!!!!! ♡ gothic stuff ♡ fashion ♡ history ♡ drumming

☆ Fav aquatic animal: Jellyfish! my favorites are the white-spotted, moon and sea nettle jellyfish :3 ☆ Fav fish: Giant manta rays! ☆ Fav animal: cats! ☆ Fav book: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley! ☆ Fav color: Blue and black!

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My playlist 🎵

[habitism]

🚬 // Loving Toby Rogers //

Toby is not someone especially tender.

He loves you, he does! With every bone, tendon, vein in his malnourished body. But that doesn't make him a better man. He is strange, perverted- jealous beyond flowery excuses. He's been abandoned too many times to let any good things go.

So, when you"met" in the woods, your hands cupped in the rushing stream to help a small, trapped trout move back out of the rocks, you didn't see him. But you would. Soon.

And he couldn't leave you alone after that.

It started off fairly small. You'd bump into him at the grocery store- making him drop his things. Your hands graze so slightly while you're picking things up. He needed more.

You started to see him at your favorite café. He'd order the same thing as you, offering for two seconds of small talk before the well of coincidence ran dry. It'd take a month of this before he worked up the gall to ask you out.

He'd approached your table with the air of someone trying not to scare a rabbit, hands in his pockets to hide his scarring and fidgeting.

The first date is a story for another day- let's discuss the relationship itself.

• Clingy.

A day apart has him struggling- god forbid a week long mission. Claustrophobia doesn't exist with him.

Every day, he comes home and practically smothers you, laying his full body weight on your chest. His cold, scarred, thick bandaged hands slip under the hem of your shirt, scratching at your sides. His teeth graze the crook of your neck- expecting affection in turn.

There is no space too public for him. He always has an arm around your shoulder, holding you as close as you can get as you walk, nearly tripping the both of you up. He stands behind you while you look at store shelves, chin tucked either on top of your head or in the crook of your neck. His hands sit under your shirt, thumb hooked into the waistband of your pants for a good grip.

His.. hygiene.

Toby was neglected as a child, and it worsened after Lyra died. As such, his hygienic habits are.. awful.

He rarely just thinks to shower. He doesn't change clothes often, even if there are holes and stains- and doesn't think much of it either, unless you point it out. You'll have to remind him to do little things. He never smells like sweat, exactly, on account of his CIPA, but he still accumulates dirt, sebum, and dead skin. The anhidrosis makes his skin dry.

You may have to offer to shower with him and apply his lotion as incentive. He may hate showering, but.. he's still a man. If he gets to see you naked or feel your hands rubbing against his skin, he'll more or less do whatever you want.

In the perfume department, prefers woodsy scents. Pine, oak, tobacco. Don't ask about the sweet smell in his hair, though. Probably has nothing to do with your disappearing conditioner.. right?

Mission safety.

CIPA was a primary reason for his selection as a proxy. An inability to feel pain made him cocky.

He comes home late at night, leaned flirtatiously against the front door with a bouquet that is quickly forgotten as you notice the open, gaping wounds staining his dark shirt with even darker blood. This will happen multiple times over the course of your relationship.

He fails to notice (or care about) his wounds more often than not, leading him to skip EJ and walk straight home to you.

As agitating as it can be, that's how you know he loves you.

And he loves you.. too much?

The watching.

It doesn't stop.

You'd think after a couple months, he would calm down a bit. It only gets worse.

To everyone's dismay, Toby is late to missions more often than not. He stalks you around town day and night.

It starts as checking your location. You gave it to him, it's your fault. That's what he tells himself. You wanted that. You're okay with it, he thinks- so he stretches this logic of permission as far as he can.

Most days, he follows you the moment you leave the house. Others, it starts the moment he wakes up. Crawling out of bed and walking to your house at 5 in the morning. Watching you, soft and sleepy, through the cracks of your curtains. Taking his motorcycle and biking attire to follow your car around inconspicuously.

In his bruised little mind, he just wants to make sure you're safe. In safe areas, with safe people, with approved people. You'd want to be safe. You'd want this. He's being a proactive boyfriend- and that's exactly what he says when you finally confront him about it.

Toby will never understand why you were angry at him. Why you yelled and cried, why you accused him of stalking, a very "a- aggressive" word, in his account. He will accuse you of lying. Hiding things. Why don't you want him to see you? Who are you hanging out with that he can't come? Resistance only makes him hold tighter.

He gets better at stealth after your first confrontation, but he doesn't leave you alone. Even if you break up.

Don't you want to be safe?

[n0seblood]

Lurking For Love gameplay:

[mme-rorschach]

Julian portrait doodles... I tried to make them look consistent :)

[shadow27]

[witchofprose-deactivated2020041]

This is the FUNNIEST SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN

[untitled12573]

Reblogging for cultural enrichment

[lab-gr0wn-lambs]

bout time I brought back the Laurel and Hardy flex tape-

[knitmeapony]

From The Killers, 1946. A Film Noir Classic

[theprofessional-amateur]

I’m an archivist, behold my growing collection was of old photos mirroring timeless memes I’ve come across at various places I’ve worked.

[enygmatron]

` invitation · edward nashton (the riddler) x (gn) reader > roommates | req. by @empty0coffin

Edward hesitates, his mind worrying the idea of unintentionally touching you, himself being, after all, so inelegant and uncoordinated and unsure, wholly unfit for this sort of camaraderie, but finds himself obliging regardless.

cw: self-hatred, suggestive themes

wc: approx. 695

Edward falters, his hand hovering mere inches away from the door handle as he hears the nacreous manifest of your laughter cleaving through the rattling, vulture-call mirth of those who he assumes to be your friends.

Such an oddly alluring group, all clad in studded, sable violence. Ever since Edward has first laid his eyes on them, he has been somewhat perturbed at just how easily they existed, effortless, so very sure of exactly who they were. And you, too, like a pearl amongst them.

He swallows his thoughts down, the overwhelming need to ensure that he remains unnoticed becoming akin to some kind of a celestial pursuit in Edward's mind. You laugh again, however, and he cannot stop himself from thinking just how alight and alive you must look at that very moment. Hands suddenly clammy and trembling, he feels his fingers slip from the handle, causing for a wretched sound to slice through the uproar, drawing it to an abrupt halt.

The door opens, and there are eyes, eyes, all on him. Edward can feel them, lacerating. They can surely see just how displaced he would be amongst them, how he is simultaneously nothing at all and everything of the worst, most shameful sort. He feels a flow of panic rushing through him, his own eyes frantically seeking an exit until they finally land on you.

"Oh, here's Edward!" you chime brightly, waving at him. "Good to know you're alive!"

He is taken aback by the divine echoes of your voice. Edward, good to know you're alive.

"He's started his big boy job last week, accounting or something, and I see even less of him now," you explain to your friends before patting the empty space on the floor next to you. "Come on, Edward, sit!"

Your words are an invitation rather than a command, body tranquil as you lean against the couch, late-evening sunlight clarifying the space beside you.

Edward hesitates, his mind worrying the idea of unintentionally touching you, himself being, after all, so inelegant and uncoordinated and unsure, wholly unfit for this sort of camaraderie, but finds himself obliging regardless. Avoiding the gaze of your friends, he forces himself to lift his hand up in a silent gesture of greeting, stepping over the clutter strewn all across the living-room floor before lowering himself down beside you, carefully, carefully.

"We're playing spin-the-bottle," you say, and his heart stutters when he realises the predicament which he has found himself in. "Ridiculous, I know, but..."

Edward's thoughts become too embroiled in the terrors of fate and chance to fully absorb your explanation. He barely registers you picking up the empty Coca-Cola bottle, the sure motion with which you spin it, or the way it points at him, straight at him.

Suddenly, he feels your palm, splayed against the space between his stomach and chest, urging him backwards. Edward has no other option but to submit, then, his head resting against the edge of the couch.

A public execution, where he will be torn open for all to see, the viscera of his longing pooling around him and you, staining you, tainting you. He wants to apologise to you, then, for having to touch him, for having to get this overwhelmingly close to him.

Simultaneously, he is also aware that this is all just game, he has to remember that, it is all just a game.

Edward feels the brush of your lips, his body shuddering beneath your hand the moment your tongue presses against his. You remain blissfully unaware of the amount of control which it takes for him not to let out even the quietest of sounds. His breath falters as he lets you explore him, slowly and languidly, deepening almost as if you are trying to find something, to reach something.

Or, someone, perhaps. Him, reaching out to him, to soothe the tender, aching edges of his desolation.

"Geez, alright, guys, calm down!"

You pull away abruptly before regaining focus on Edward, his face flushed, eyes glazed behind glasses which now sit slightly askew.

"We should play something like this again," you murmur, reaching out to adjust them. "Just me and you."

[empty0coffin]

OMG GET A ROOOOMMMMMMMMMM

[skatankata]

This was supposed to be posted halloween of last year :) 2025 :) ain't that just a something

[autizm-bluat]

[srx2]

Trade with @picsdis

[tvphobia06]

Something something mid-study sketches

Trying to motivate myself during finals week and stff

[tvphobia06]

Ewwww

[halondrus]

[empty0coffin]

IM SO WEAQAKK AND POWERLEESSSSSS

DESPERATE AND REVENOOYYSSSS

IM SO WEAK AND POWERLESSSS

Over you

[cheesefri]

Buncha Jacob art I’ve made to cheer me up, might get these as keychains

[cadovnikk]

I think the birds and Jacob look great together

What do y’all think?

[limbosse]

Jacobs!

©️Salty Ice (fb)

[asexxina]

question!~ do you still write for Jacob Alden? If so could I have more hcs?

yes, i absolutely do !! here are just some in general... 🤍

MORE JACOB ALDEN HEADCANONS ! 🥀

art by serpulacrysalis , filter added by me

🥀: everyone knows that jacob likes to go fishing, yes? i think maybe he would get up early with you in the morning, make you something to eat and pack the car up so you two could go fishing. he'd teach you how to fish if you've never done it before. and he's super patient about it.

🥀: i think jacob would like random road trips. usually out into the woods so he can take pretty photos. he would stop on the way to your destination to go and see random things. like maybe an antique shop, or a farmers market.

🥀: he takes you everywhere. literally everywhere because quite honestly, he doesn't like when you're out of his sight. he doesn't even like going to work, he's away from you. ever since you showed up in his life work hasn't been as interesting because all he wants is you. but if he doesn't have a job, how is he gonna spoil you?

🥀: gifts. i think he would really love giving out gifts. he gets you flowers, jewelry if you like that, maybe little knick knacks that remind him of you. if you didn't like something he got you he'd probably be butthurt. but he'd try again later with something better...

🥀: jacob wouldn't mind just staying home with you though. he'd love staying in and watching some vintage movie with you, cuddled up on the couch or in the bed. he loves just holding you and being close to you. he wouldn't want anything else in the world.

🥀: i think he'd do massages. probably wouldn't prefer them on himself but he'd give them to you if you wanted. he has strong, big hands in my opinion and i think he runs pretty warm so wouldn't that be so nice?

🥀: he's like a human heater (?) very warm all in all. if you run cold he's perfect to be around!! he'll stay hugged up on you for as long as you'll allow. i think he really likes physical touch anyway.

🥀: he'd do anything to please you. and really, i'm not exaggerating. like anything. cause he just loves you so much. he's totally helpless with you, head over heels obsessed. and he wouldn't want it any other way. because you're all he's ever needed.

i know this is very short but i havent been in the L4L fandom in a very long time. ive been trying to get back into it but quite honestly theres not much going on with development as far as i know.

ive been very into mouthwashing since december of 2024, its my main hyperfixation. so there will be hc posts about the characters starting soon. thank you all for waiting for this post, ill still be willing to post about jacob. but i may focus on the other things i like more currently. 🤍

happy reading 😚