#Libary music

[votava-records]

Four Better or Worse (Pt.2) · Damu The Fudgemunk · Blu

Conversation Peace

℗ 2021 Def Pressé (Def Pressé Editions)

[langernameohnebedeutung]

ngl, I'm beginning to take issue with how in conversations about anti-intellectualism almost automatically, the face of girls and women will be slapped on the problem.

[secret-agent-of-bullshitery]

I cannot imagine going onto Spotify right now and finding out that Mozart has new music out 😭😭

[fred-the-dinosaur]

It seems to me that the trouble with digital is it's all still physical objects. Maybe there can be copies of things and they can travel very fast and be in multiple places and be compressed down and stored in unthinkably tinier places and accessed cleverly and take forms we could barely conceive of before we met computers.

But it's still an SSD card, a big server, a powerplant, physical equipment to read a bunch of information inscribed into a very high tech substrate (stuff!)

Old film negatives or plates aren't nearly as useful until you use a bunch of old processes, materials and skills to pull prints from them. Even digitisation requires both image capture tools (objects) and software (runs on objects) to replicate a process that was originally made with objects, and which is therefore modelled on data from having those objects.

Lots of people say 'oh get rid of manuals and physical books and photo albums and go digital' and sure. Tactility aside it's great option for space. Fold your two hundred book library into a flash drive the size of a postage stamp like an old man folding the broadsheet down to a postcard. Saves on a lot of dusting and apartments are pretty small. (First person to use this as an excuse to pile on konmari is getting hit with a saucepan btw)

But putting it all in the digital space is treated like using a magic hammerspace where it's safe, retrievable and doesn't rely on the physical world at all. Just your passwords which are now tied to you specific phone, your accounts which run on servers which are just computers you don't own. Your evergreen file formats. Your hard drives which will not fail of course, and will always be backed up to other infallible hard drives and other people's computers and Google searches which definitely find that blog (dead) which had a link (dead) to a file on a Google drive (deleted) that one time. Electricity which will always be on and legacy software that will definitely still run on the new hardware because the old ones long gone, and WiFi which is a basic utility so will always be flowing and so so much water in the big server farms run by the monopolies bigger than nations.

It just seems. Like a grown-up, acceptable equivalent to stuffing a bunch of stuff under your bed so you don't have to think about it. Because even if you ignore the monopolies and the exploitation for water and minerals, and the planned obsolescence. Isn't it all still depending on stuff? Physical, very dense stuff. That needs to be kept dry and cool and powered on and connected and very Not Near big magnets? But it's still objects to look after.

It feels like when we're selling each other the idea of keeping everything 'digital' there's an undercurrent of 'because it loopholes having to think about the inherent ephemerality, storage requirements and maintenance needs of physical objects'. But just as computing can transcend the forms of the physical, so is it dependent on it. I'm worried what's happening given that as a broader culture we pretend that it removes thinking about objects, rather than adding a whole new bunch of objects to look after.

And at some point that file in that file format on that cloud server or storage device will be as inaccessible to you as an undeveloped glass plate negative is now. That day is coming sooner than we think. And pretending it's not still made of physical stuff is contributing to the narratives that let it get pushed here faster.

(Also my computer harddrive died last week. Pah.)

[sparklyeyedhimbo]

weeehoo

🎶 Music Discorvery Tag 🎶

I was tagged by @theflagscene

Rules: put spotify's "discover weekly" on shuffle and listen to three songs and give your thoughts; tag as many people as you want <3

Frock Destroyer - Her Majesty

it's a real bop love me some british dragqueens jhsdkh

Allison Iraheta - Friday I'll Be Over U

it's okay? love her raspy voice..and i def would listen to it while doing other stuff on my pc?

&Juliet - Lager Than Life

who would have gussed a musical IN MY DISCOVERY WEEKLY? it's more likey then you think. Hahah i am eyeing this musical for a while now but i haven't ahd the guts to listen to it full.

also is my discovery weekly broken? it's just giving me covers from songs i am NOT a fan of

i am tagging @anaisonfire @isalabells @talistheintrovert @petrichoraline @distant-screaming @rock-n-ruleoflaw @markpakin @khathadome @kissingunderaprideflag and *points at you*

[myfictionaldreams]

To the question about moving in with mafia Steve:

Did she had a space or place that she really liked? Like the Libary or the fireplace?

If she does… would Steve find her there often? 🥺

Aww, I actually love this question (thank you for asking it!) This all takes place following the fic 'Last Hope' from my Mafia!Stucky series.

It was difficult at first, the realisation of the previous day's actions had caused tears to fall, and thankfully Bucky was able to handle the cleanup from the events of ‘last hope’, so Steve could stay with her. The entire first day was spent in bed, aching from the fighting that had occurred but also the fucking which was actually a way that she used to distract herself. She was sore from her first time, but that didn’t mean that Steve didn’t use his mouth or fingers to make her cum multiple times until she was a wet puddle in the middle of his bed.

Once she made it out of the bedroom, it took a few hours to find her way around without Steve’s directions. It was odd for her to now call this new building her home but it also strangely felt right.

The first week was honestly a mix between grieving her past life, celebrating her new one and attempting to build it. This included meeting new members of the gang, understanding their job roles and where she would come into play regarding this but that was a decision for another time. Especially when she realised she couldn’t just wear Steve’s clothes for the rest of her life and he promptly treated her to a shopping spree that had even the shop owners’ eyes bulging with the amount of money Steve was willing to spend on his girl.

Once she became used to her new home, there were a few places that she’d like to be to unwind and create a safe space. Baking special treats for the gang members soon won her good graces into Bucky’s books as he was soon begging her to cook something new each and every time he saw her. She liked to also spend time in the garden however the weather was becoming more chilled so inside was where she spent most of her time.

In the new relationship, she didn’t want to be away from the safety that Steve provided, so one day, she followed him into his at-home office which was lavish and yet homely, decorations and warm colours greeting her on entry. Steve showed her to one of the quant little armchairs that faced his desk, a velvet cushioned seat with a plump decorative pillow.

She chose the chair on the left and hugged the pillow to her chest, idly chatting away with Steve about who was on the pictures on his walls. This continued for hours, and she even managed to doze off in the chair, she found it that comfortable. For the next few days, she returned to the chair, sometimes with a book in hand or a freshly baked pastry, as she enjoyed simply just being in Steve’s company.

Steve was enjoying it just as much and liked that he could keep an eye on her whilst doing all the admin that came with being the boss. Once, Bucky arrived at the home, the three of them walked up to Steve’s office, where he sat in the left armchair.

“Buck, sit in the other chair”, Steve mumbled under his breath without a single thought, talking as if on instinct that even seeing someone else in that chair just wasn’t right.

Bucky didn’t question the motives and simply stood, and sat in the other chair so she could quickly plop into the seat that was officially hers. Eventually, it became her safe space. If she was feeling overwhelmed with the life changes or needed to vent to Steve in some way, she could come to her chair. Even when he wasn’t home, she could sit in the office, some quiet music and a fluffy blanket and curl up into it, hugging the pillow until Steve came home and he could sit on the floor beside her and ask if everything was ok.

It was a big adjustment moving in with Steve however, it was one that she never regretted, and she was just lucky that the home and he, was so easy to fall in love with.

[grazieschillivera]

Longing curses 3/5

-His path-

Chapter summary: After showing you that you and Tom share some values, he invites you to a party at the Slytherin common room, after all he plans his future with you and for that you need to know your future enviroment and he needs to show the rest of the school who you belong to.

word count: ca 3000

Warning/tags: smut, manipulation

,,I thought you liked music'' Tom said before you were about to enter the Slytherin common room. He had sensed your tension during the entire way. Despite your polite refusal he insisted to pick you up from your dorm. Tom wanted make sure no one else would accompany you or try to change your mind.

,,Of course I do. But partying is something different, I tend to get shy. Besides I hope they tolerate me'' you said still remembering the discussion at the duelling club.

,,They will.You'll be fine, trust me'' Tom said confidently as usual. The way he gently pressed your hand in his grip before leading you inside, still felt foreign to you. But in an exciting way you figured. It made your heart ache in a bittersweet way and only Tom could mend this pain away it seems. So you found yourself following him more and more despite this strange feeling. Only in the most distant corners of your mind remained the concious that this urge within you might become your peril.

✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹

Indeed you felt some shyness once you had entered the common room. Everything is just a bit more vulgar and open at the way the Slytherins party, occasionally it makes you even blush.

If it weren't for Toms ambition to make you feel comfortable you would have felt like an outsider during this night.You only recognised your one friend from Ravenclaw who you had studied in the libary last week.

Once you got intruduced to some friends of Tom properly and you started to get along you felt more at ease. You created a rather big circle and drank some fire whisky and chatted a bit, onyl Abraxas Malfoy gave you a rather bitter look. When you wouldn't look at him, you had the impression he watched you. Tom noticed this as well and made sure that Abraxas would stop that, a daring look was enough.

Eventually Tom encouraged some nice girls of the group to take you dancing with them and off you went, sharing a last smile with Tom.

Tom watched you from the distance. Much to his pride you started to get along with everyone who mattered, you even seemed to have some fun at last. His friends are you company now, they would make you laugh and look after you, when he wasn't around. While you were distracted he made someone throw your Ravenclaw friend outside. Cutting off the last annoying strings.

When you needed a little break you stood beside the improvised dance field and slowly swang to the music.

Your gaze flew across the crowd and you realized how the person you just had thought about came closer to you, almost when it was too late.

Tom approached you like a predator with some smooth steps, when your eyes met you had to chuckle shyly.

,,Oh no Tom'' you said when he offered his hand for you to join him. Everyone would see you both, together. Eventually you took it after some intense starring that showed you that he truly challanged you to overcome your last bit of shyness. He pulls you enthuastically but still smoothly against him and you had to laugh from his behavior. A proud smile crossed his face and he twirled you around as if he wanted to first show you off and then held you like he wanted to keep you all to himself.

This moment felt like a dream. All the green and white lights of the room danced around you two, while Tom swung you around the room. Everyone looked at you out of disbelieve, may it be negatively or positivley. But it didn't matter, because Tom's feeling were the only one that mattered to you.

✧ ⊹ II ✧ ⊹

Some time later you and Tom ended up in a hidden corner where you had led him to. Something inside you had reached its peak and the only thing you lpnged for was Toms attention.

,,Tom can you answer me something honestly?'' you asked with your upper body pressed against his. For a long moment you two had just hugged one another and swung slowly to the music. ,,Did your friends to something in my drink?''

,,What makes you think that?'' asked Tom the soft gaze disappeared at your words.

,,I feel kind of funny. I want... you. Are you sure your friends didn't give me some love potion?'' you asked half heartedly, laughing a bit nervous.

You couldn't know, Tom thought when you said this. He never mentioned how his parents got together.

,,I don't think you need this to feel this way Y/N, am I right? Besides alcohol has its his own special effects'' Tom said while caressing your cheek, suppressing his dark secrets and the harsh feelings that followed them. Instead his lips twisted into a shy smile, you were so close. He could feel how he was about to finally win you.

Your face reddens and you hid it in his hand.

He took your hand in his and brought it to your heart.

,,You can feel it too now, dont you? We're meant to be together'' he says, luring you into his beliefs. You nodded.

,,Tom... I want you. Don't mind my tipsiness, the alcohol just makes me say things I'm too shy to admit usually'' your words sounded like a phrase Tom just wanted you to say. They were so desperate and their purpose was to only get him. And like you dind't had this sleepy thought in the back of your mind your pressed yourself further into his body, searching for more. He was right.

Thats when you let your last doubts fall into sleep and allowed yourself to get yourself what you truely longed for. And Tom watched this little show with his undivided attention.

The shyness in your eyes turned slowly to desire as you attempted to reach out for your needs that laid on Toms lips, for the beginning.

Carefully to cross the distance between your lips and his you got on your tiptoes, his height forced you to.

Embarrassement rushed through you, as Tom turned his face away from yours, denying your wish.

With a challenging smile Tom leaned back, not giving in. Softly his fingers had twisted around your necklace and pushed you on your feet again. Back, underneath him.

Little did you know that this wasn't an act to embarrase you, in fact Tom was very pleased right now. If you weren't so tipsy, that view and your pleading words would be enough for Tom to finally ruin you. The goal he had set for you was almost reached, and for the last steps he wanted you to crawl. Love could be so demanding, Tom had to learn it. Enduring so many restless nights only due to those cursed feelings for you.

His free hand pulled your hair to one side, exposing your neck where he took a gentle hold of it to face him. First you hoped he would kiss you. But then his lips met your neck, first softly enough to savour the feeling of your soft skin but then strong enough to give you a taste of what was to come, when you stayed with him.

The fires in the corridor threw your shadows against the wall and while your head got gently shoved to the side by Toms lips. His huge shadow devoured yours. You were one.

How frightning this relfection was didn't cross your mind, instead your eyes rolled back from the sensation when Toms lips moved to the other side, now hiding your shadows from your sight.

The plan was to make this pleasurable for you but Tom couldn't hold back and pulled you closer to him with one smooth motion around you middle and it only made his lips move with more hunger over your skin. Even though the loud music covered your moans Tom could feel them against his lips. The possesive grip around you wasn't necessary your body arched against his own like you begged for more.

,,You're almost too good at making me lose my own mind'' Tom cursed between some more hot kisses behind your ear, his voice was so close you thought he was in your mind.

With glassy eyes you looked up to him when he withdrawed from you, his other hand still layed around your middle, otherwise you would have stumbled.

,,This should do the trick. Remind others that you belong to someone for now on. But I want to hear it from you again when you are sober'' he said after pressing his lips together like he wanted to have the taste of your skin again. You felt a sting at your neck when his fingers traced around it.Before you could answer Tom took you by the hand and led you back to the party, otherwise you would still be frozen at your spot.

With a proud smile Tom entered the common room with you again, now with a different feeling inside him. And a different version of you it seemed. He almost had pity for you, when everyone could see how flustered and outspaced you were. But the fact that this was all because of him made him proud, hell it even turned him on. Finally everyone could clearly see what Tom had all this time, that you were his. His love, his pride his treasure. Tom finally understoof why people gave their partner silly names.

,,Go get some water and have some fun. I have to talk about something with some friends'' said Tom and left you behind, knowing that you wouldn't walk away from him anymore.

The remaing evening lasted an internity. You would sometimes join Toms little group where he still talked with his friends. Even though he liked the idea of not only being surrended by his minions but also by his love, he wanted to keep you away from his dark plans. He would encourage you to just go back to his other friends while staying a bit cold infront of the others.

Finally Tom came back and declared the end of the party for you two. Your mind was clearer again but nothing had changed about the way you felt. A comforting warmness crossed your bare arms when Tom almost hid you with his dark jacket he wore as his arm kept you softly by his side, guiding you to his room.

✧ ⊹ III ✧ ⊹

,,You have stayed very patient. You understand I wanted our first... real engagement to be special.'' he said after he had pushed the door close and leaned against it while facing you. With one swift motion he cast a spell on the door. His dorm mates would have to sleep somewhere else tonight. There was no way back outside, for the both of you.

You didn't say a word, instead you just watched him approaching you. It all felt like a dream.

,,I would have kissed you sober or drunk. You have something I really like about you, I can't just name it'' you said eventually as you realized that Tom seemed to wait for a reaction, despite his confident smile, that grew wider due to your words.

,,Maybe the fact that we share some values - like hard work. It took some perserverance to show you how much I adore you'' he said, your joined hands came up to your cheek. At first you thought it was meant to be a half hearted joke, but Toms face stood serious so you suppressed your nervous laughter.

,,You bewitched me Y/N'' Tom admitted honestly, with no string of a hidden plan attached as he felt deep down.

You were speechless again.

,,Why not show me how you feel about me?'' he suggested eventually. Little shivers of excitment flew through your body when Tom had said those words. His hands slowly took hold of your body.

Using his grip around your middle Tom pulled you against him to finally lay his lips and yours. They melted softly together and savoured one another's taste.

All the frustration of the waiting he had to endure crushed down on him.Even though Tom knew you, this felt so foreign. Feeling someone else- and yet it was like he drug tom him. His tongue stroke across yours lips before tasting more of you, he hushed your little sounds of nervousness helping you to relaxe more by softly massaging your sides he still held so possessively.

He would never let you go. Not after all those words and actions, not when you felt this good.

At some point Tom and you realized that they still needed to breath. You heart beat loud inside your ears and you pressed your body closer against his chest to calm yourself down. Tom took that as a sign to give you more and softly bend you down on the bed.

A strange feeling run through your body as you carefully crawled further onto the matress while keeping your eyes locked with Toms. One second later you kissed again and despite your need for him Tom seemed to have more of that for you.

His lips started to wander across your cheeks then neck and chest. You couldn't help but moan when his hands tried to decide where to touch you first and eventually pressed your hips against his own like an instinct and was the sweetest sound Tom could hear from you. Everything he did from now on was to squeeze those sounds again and again from out of you.

,,Wait what about your dorm mates?'' you asked when they crossed your mind.

,,You really think about such things when we are doing this?'' Tom asked in a mixture of annoyance and amusement and sucked on that sweet spot on your neck he just had found earning him another moan from you.

,, Just focus on me Y/N. The others don't have to bother you. You're mine after all, right?'' Tom asked in a bare whispher against your lips. You nodded shyly and eargerly.

,,How was that about you wanting me? Tell me about it'' Tom said. His hot breath crossed the skin of your lips when he waited for your answer while his hands roamed over your body. Once you had found your voice his eyes were fixed on your face, already pleased with the way you twisted under his touch.

It was hard to admit your feelings properly to him but Tom helped you.

,,Love is about taking and giving right? Give me an answer and you shall recieve more it that my love'' said Tom ever so confident, a smirk laid on his lips when he reminded you of your own words. He gave you everything when you said everything he wanted to hear. Like how much you needed him, that he was right all the time and that it you were meant to be his. By every right answer Tom undressed you futher and kissed the new parts of your skin he revealed him to.

By the time Tom let lose of you, you were a mess underneath him.Tom looked proudly down at his achievement.

Your gaze was dark and earger, your breath hollow like you didn't dare to be too loud. All you wanted was him.

,,Good Y/N. You're letting go for me dont you? I can see more and more who you really are and you look so perfect like it.You're doing so good'' Tom said to calm you down and kissed your hand lovingly. But it seemed it had quite the opposite effect. In unsteady movements your hips pushed upside against his own, to search for more, while your eyes met his. Tom suppressed a moan while his teeth catched the delicate skin of the back of your hand. You would be his ending when he wouldn't stay careful.

Now you could see Tom truthfully. He wasn't as cunning and cold hearted like so many thought. He was able to love someone, to really crave something. And this thing was you, it must have been so you thought by the picture before your eyes.

,,Let me show you how much I adore you Y/N. I want to make you feel good.'', Tom said softly.

His fingers traced around your bare thighs and hip. ,,You're teasing'' you chuckled when you found the courage to speak. ,,I'm enjoying properly'' Tom said not letting him get out of his pace. Eventually you could feel his fingers between your legs and the uprising courage left you again. You felt so different underneath him, with him still clothed and with you being under his control.

Tom would lie when he said he wasn't nervous as well, but at least he was good at hiding it. All he wanted was you to submitt more and more to him, to show himself that you were his indeed. And he could get lost in the view he got offered when his fingers stretched you out for the first time. Having people under his mercy was always something he enjoyed but it was in such a new way, and much more addicting.

,,Is everything alright? You look so pretty like this. Let me make you do that sound again. You're so good for me, doing so good'' He encourages you, watching you hungryly being on the edge of also getting lost in your excitement.

,,Does this feel good little witch?'' he asked between his trusts or when he curled his fingers a certain way, even though the answer was obvious. Something had changed within him, he was focused again and was now playing with you instead of testing the waters, now that he was certain you liked this.

Your moans weren't enough for him he wanted to hear you say it out loud and when you couldn't answer quick enough. Tom would trust harder into you, reminding you who was in charge when you thought you needn't to answer him or smimply couldnt due to the pleasure.

Your head bend to the side when you came closer but Toms fingers griped you by your chin to guide your gaze back on him. ,,You look at me when you come.'', Tom said sternly.

For second you witnessed a strange moment. While you felt the pleasure run through you it was as if you would look into a mirror, when you watched Tom who felt just as euphoric as you. With glassy eyes he pumped stronger inside you having you cry out higher, almost mimicing your lust and nervousness.

With a broken cry you came down from your high, your thighs still shivered from it while your neck was still gently pressed in the pillow. His eyes were still locked with yours when he brought his fingers to his lips tasting the fruits of his victory. You carefully came up and helped him out of his sweater and shirt, you felt so small against him when you eyed him up.

,,Tom I want to make you feel good as well'' you said still out of breath searching for his gaze when Tom laid himself next to you. ,,What you make me feel now is enough, for now. I lust for something far better at another time. Now let me taste you again'' he said and pushed you down again.

It sounded almost like you were in pain when Tom kept you on the edge, always denying your high despite your pleading moans. Lowkey giving you a taste of your own medicin, he had to wait so long for this moment. Now you were the one who had to be nice and patient for him.

Your hands had reached for his hair to get more friction, but Tom was quicker and pushed them down, giving you a warning by sucking hard on your clit making you whimper. He explained that you must use your words if you wanted something from him.

,,Don't get shy on me. We're partners now, there is nothing you can't tell me. Say what you want'' Tom said like an intimate secret giving you one long lick that made you shiver again searching for more.

The more you found the courage to tell him what you wanted and how badly you needed him the more Tom gave into your pleas. When Tom decided to have heared enough for now he let you have your final release in which he could get lost just like your sweet sounds. With weak arms you brought yourself into the embrace Tom offered you and rested. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear, telling you how well you did until your sleepiness overwhelmed you.

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Hello To All!

Hope you all are enjoying your weekend! I read on my phone and I’m not able to find stories. If there’s a way, please tell me how.

Please suggest adult stories for me with a great/happy ending. I prefer chapter stories of adult Klaine. Any suggestions are welcome. Need something to read tonight. Thank you for all you do!

Hello, when I search from my phone, I go onto our libary blog and into the "magnifying glass/search" at the top. I type in a particular word like "adult" or "enemies to lovers" and then a whole lot of previously recommended fics appear. Alternatively download A03 app, and you can search and filter on it.

Also on AO3 check out our 2023 Klainebingo which has 191 tagged stories written 2016-23 that fandom have recommended - not all adult klaine, but definitely worth looking at.

What I've done is made a list of recommendations here of some of Klaine fics I've enjoyed, where they are adults, or mostly post college age. Some newer, some older. ~ Jen

Seven by @scatterthestars

How far would you go for someone you love? For Kurt, that means doing the unimaginable. But if it means saving his dad, he's willing to take that risk. A risk that has him leaving his home to go states away to spend a week with the last person he ever expected to meet. Over the course of the next seven days, things don't go as planned, or thought.

Can seven days change everything?

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Feel my heart's intention by @kurtsascot

Blaine started to hate Kurt on his first day. And it was a shame, really, because they could have been cute together. 

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Falling for You By @caramelcoffeeaddict Coffeeaddict80

A fic written based off a mash-up of these two prompts from the @gleepotluckbigbang prompt page -- Prompt1: During rehearsal I tripped and fell into the orchestra pit and landed on you Prompt2: I have to share a dressing room with the most obnoxious, self-centered jerk; and when you sent flowers to our dressing room, they took them assuming they were for them but they were really for me Featuring: Broadway!Kurt, PianoPlayer!Blaine, Obnoxious!Broadway!Sebastian

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Rock, paper, scissors by @gleefulpoppet

Kurt and his seven-year-old daughter are moving from the hustle and bustle of New York to the Rocky Mountains for a fresh start. On a connecting flight from Atlanta, they meet a warmhearted man who captures their attention with his enthusiasm. Will they ever see him again? And even if they do, how will he fit into their new life?

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Nashville! by @hkvoyage

Kurt lands the lead role in a new musical, but it flops during the previews. However, his performance captivates Nashville’s newest country music sensation. They share an instant connection and it grows deeper as they get to know each other. Will Kurt be able to save the musical and keep the man of his dreams? An AU meeting featuring country singer!Blaine and Broadway!Kurt.

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Made to keep your body warm by @quizasvivamos

Blaine is a meteorologist who works as a weatherman for a local New York news station where he's especially well-known for predicting storms. But, when a huge nor'easter blows in and the news crew is trapped at the station for three days by snow, can he predict what happens when he meets a young new intern?

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If music be by @blurglesmurfklaine

Kurt’s just trying to survive his last semester of college, which means making it through student teaching in one piece.

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In my place by @heartsmadeofbooks

Blaine has always been shy and introverted, so after his father dies, he looks for comfort into his childhood dream - owning a bookstore. But then Kurt Hummel walks into his life, turning his dream into a complicated affair.

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These inconvenient fireworks by @redheadgleek

After an unexpected Tony award, Kurt Hummel is Broadway's hottest up and coming star, which comes with expectations and some admirers that won't take a hint. When his best friend Elliott Gilbert suggests that they pretend to date to get the leeches to back off, Kurt takes him up on the idea. It's all working out great - until Kurt starts to fall hard for the dark-haired music director of his latest musical.

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Scenes from December by @spaceorphan18

An exploration of Kurt's life throughout various Decembers. The story of family and how the definition of family changes over time.

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Home away from home by @lilyvandersteen

Cooper buys a hotel sight unseen and asks Blaine to run it for him over the summer. Only, the hotel is a health and safety hazard and Inspectors Hummel and Abrams are hell-bent on closing it down. Can Blaine spruce the hotel up in time and save Cooper's investment?

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Living Haphazard by anna_timberlake @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion

Have you ever thought of getting cheated by a house broker and getting to know that you had to stay with another stranger who was also cheated? What if you are getting stuck up with the stranger in the apartment due to unavoidable circumstances? What if you hate him as well as have a crush on him? What if you had to fight your inner self and the stranger? What if he agreed on helping you which can only happen in dreams? This is a real living haphazard, isn't it?

~~~~ Someone like you by @iconicklaine

Kurt and Blaine keep up their very own version of "When Harry Met Sally" for years, a friendship fraught with sexual tension and longing, until the agendas of Adele (yes, THE Adele), a bored NY socialite and a super-sweet hetero couple bring our boys together. The only problem is... they're both in committed relationships.

Note: This story is AU after "Sexy" and assumes Kurt and Blaine graduate from Dalton in the same year. In this future fic, set in 2025, Blaine is based off of Season 2 Blaine. Originally posted on LJ and S&C.

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The Journeying By @flowerfan2

Freshly graduated from music school, Blaine is thrilled when he is chosen to stay in the cast when the production of Into the Woods he was lucky enough to be part of in Boston moves to Broadway. He knows it’s going to be hard returning to New York City – the scene of his epic breakup with his fianc�� and the emotional meltdown which cost him his place at NYADA. But he’s determined that this time, everything will be different. Little does Blaine know that out of thousands of potential castmates, his director has chosen none other than Kurt Hummel to play the part of Jack. Blaine has worked hard to recover from their breakup three years ago, and struggles to find a new way to relate to Kurt and simultaneously protect himself, especially when tragedy strikes.

This story looks at what would have happened if Kurt and Blaine had reacted differently to the break up in 6x01 than they did in canon; if events hadn’t brought them back together as soon, and if forgiveness hadn’t come so easily.

[kitthefoxkin]

hello, can you do like a really dark dragon moodboard with some of the following themes:

poetry/books/libaries

sheet music

grunge

TW: daggers

predatory animals

preferably in black and white/grayscale if possible !

thank you if you do this, love your moodboards

sharp objects!

dragon alterhuman moodboard with themes of poetry, sheet music, daggers, and being a predatory animal, all in greyscale!

[ghostgirlvii]

Time to be critical of MWIII again. But with a good note.

So, first I need to say that this is the point that reedeem the game a little for me personally, but also make me sad. I'm a huge fan of OST, my libary is probably 90% OST and 10% regular music. A game will often get me hooked if the music is captivating.

MWIII did lack that effect. In most missions, I felt, you barely hear any music to go along with what is happening. Or if I did, then I was so trying to figure out what to do in the OWM I could really appreciate it, cinematics didn't had the same impact (the cinematic in MWII, when Price does his speech and Ghost remove his mask? Every time I listen to the soundtrack I can soooo see it clearly in my mind! That's the impact!)

I had to go on Spotify to listen to all of them and be able appreciate the work. The OST is pretty good even if it's not the same composer than the previous two games. He did a good job, I do give 9/10. But doesn't it sucks that I wasn't able to enjoy it during the game. Flashpoint is maybe the only one where I went "oh yes, in the game, that's when you are crossing the stadium with all the civilians!" Otherwise, all the hardwork got sort of lost. Maybe I should try a third go at the campaign to see if I can catch the music in certain time, beside in the cinematic.

TLDR: MWIII's soundtrack is pretty good, but the game didn't give it justice because everything was rushed and the immersion was weak!

Quick Edit: Ok "Who dares wins" especially the second half hit right in the fucking feels. Yes... I can see the fucking scene (⁠ノ⁠ಥ⁠,⁠_ಥ⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

[stabbingandorbeingstabbed]

whenever i'm reeeally stoned listening to music ill just put the whole libary on shuffle and i alwayssss end up skipping everything until i hit either a female artist nine inch nails or gerard solo and i just noticed this pattern. trent reznor and gerard way honorary female artists. should be allowed to be booked at lilith fair

[ask-kinkybonandamberbunny]

Sarmaia, a demon of lust was stuck in human relam until she found a suitable queen for her and a mother for her children. She sat at the libary of the local collage looking for beautiful woman she can lure into her world (either muse works

Amber reading a book for her next class as she listens to music enjoying her off time as she hums along with the song

[insert-the-4thwall-entity]

Do you want me to continue my OC library?

But first which one would you want me to draw next TSX music or exetera

If you want to, continue it.

Also, having a oc libary is a good excuse to make a cinematic universe for them -

as for the second question - idk man, both in that order?

[hauntingvamps]

🔌INTRO💉

He|Him

Ghost/Vamp Kin

Emo guy who loves Hawthorne Heights n his husband

I will not be linking any of my other account sooooo don’t ask:P

TAG LIBARY:

🪦:Ghostkin reblogs/posts

🩸:Vampirekin reblogs/posts

🩺:Cool aesthetic stuff

💊:Vent (normally gender or kin stuff here)

🐶:thinking about husband

🔌:Emo stuffz

INTERESTS:

Saw,my bf, history, medical stuff(psych, biology, medical history), science, emo stuff, etc.

MUSIC:

emo:Hawthorne Heights, The Used, Escape the Fate, Chiodos, etc.

scene: Millionaires, Dot Dot Curve, S3RL, Brokencyde, AFI, etc.

goth: Sisters of Mercy, Selofan, Lebanon Hangover, She Wants Revenge, etc.

rock: Weezer, FOB, Blink-182, MCR, The offspring, and etc.

[emeritus-fuckers]

For the role event!

1. probably a sibling on sin, i’m not musically inclined besides for choir singing so i don’t think i’d work well as a ghoul

2. probably Primo or Terzo. i think Primo and i would hound over our plants/gardens and i can be very laid back/slow paced. i think Terzo and i both have a flair for the dramatic and would understand each others wants/struggles

3. i’m an introvert when meeting new people but once we know each other i can be a bit wild. i’m known to not have a filter or volume control so i can be a bit much sometimes

4. probably anything to do with gardening or books. i love plants and have my own garden so i already know a thing or two. i also love literature and would love to just organize/go through books. i also love small repetitive tasks as they keep my mind occupied

5. i prefer to stay at home unless it’s traveling for an event. going out and about too much drains me mentally and i love being a cozy home body

6. i love naps and stuffed animals. i’ve always grown up with animals and currently have a cat. my current favorite hobby is annotating books. i love horror and gore, october is my favorite month and my birthday. i go bird watching despite most birders being older folk

This post is part of the 1000 followers Role in ministry event. Entries for the event are now closed.

Your role in the ministry is... Keeper of the Garden Library

You work under for Primo. The garden library is cosy and small, its located in the Ministry itself. The door to it is small and barely noticed but the doorframe itself is painted with flowers and vines.

While in the library you spend the day re-ordering the books, making sure the ones on loan are returned and loaning out any books people want to borrow. It's a beattiful room with views onto the garden.

Primo will drop in often, mostly to have a chat with you and drink tea. Also sometimes as he needs to check a book for information. He is impressed that you know the place so well. He only has to state his gardening issue and within seconds you places the correct book in his hands.

Or you just tell him the answer as you often spend time reading the books. There is a cozy reading nook at the far side of the libary. There is a log fire and a comfy chair (with cushions and blankets) surrounded by book shelves.

You also help out in the garden a few days a week. Primo is always apprecaitive of your help as you have a lot of knowledge already and he enjoys talking to you.

Terzo also likes to drop in, mainly to have a long chat with you. He'll use the excuse of needing advice on his house plants whenever Primo catches him (not that Primo minds.)

When Terzo joins you, the libary is filled with dramatic gasps and discussions over your daily struggles and wishes. You get on really well together and often hang out outside of work too.

~

Written by Nyx

[luciadiosa]

Enchanting mermaid

Part 13

It was a quiet life. a nice life. A protected one. Cutler Beckett never showed cruelty. and Beth was very eager to teach you all forms to be a lady, a human. But still there was this longing. The ocean calls you. Your mermaid genes missing to be free and swim. to explore the deep sea. To feel the cold water on your skin.

One day Cutler Beckett came home from a exkursion. He opens the door and looks around. "Beth prepare a bath and dinner." He looks around to the music room, the salon. Your room.

"YN?" Cutler calls out for you but no answer. his steps getting faster as he looks into every room. The libary and music room were always your favourit. Nothing. He couldn't find you.

"Beth! Where is she??" His heart rate fasten and his employee looks to him: "She isn't there?"

"No!" a shiny reflexion catch his eyes. He passes beth and get to the cupboard next to the sink. The rings. The engagement ring of his mother and the wedding ring. The lord stare at it. Feeling a great loss and dissapointent. Over the months he got fond of you. You were his posession.

"My lord?" "Beth asks. "She left.....she left us..." his hand lays on the cupboard. "Please leave."

The old lady leaves and Cutler listens to the door closes. He undress and get into the bath tube. His tired bones welcoming the warmth. But his heart was still hurt and it was the first time since years as he breaks down and cries about his loss.

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