#Melodic Rock Show

[amadeusrockradio]

Late Night's music...Steve Lukather - Bridges

Few minutes after midnight this masterpiece released last year from the mighty Steve Lukather keeps me company!Check it out and enjoy…. *description from his bandcamp page: Over the course of five decades Steve Lukather has placed an indelible stamp on pop culture. Alongside his tenure as the only member of TOTO to never take a hiatus from the band, he has performed on thousands of albums as a…

[will-darkness-turn-to-light]

“Even though I've come so far, I know I've got so far to go.”

- RISE AGAINST

[macgyvertape]

tagged by @synnthamonsugar (this was fun!): Shuffle your Spotify playlist and post the first 10 songs & anyone seeing this feel free to consider yourself tagged if you want. (@skippermoose I know you have spotify)

I don't use Spotify so I shuffled my music library once with iTunes and once with Plex, because iTunes shuffle is flawed to give me 2 of the same artist.

Having A Blast - Green Day

Krank vor Liebe - Max Raabe & Palast Orchestra

Slipping Through My Finders - Mamma Mia Cast

The Fallen Wolves - Destiny The Taken King Soundtrack

Sea Minor Shanty (Trap Remix) - OSRSBeatz

Liebeslief fur Orchester - Max Raabe & Palast Orchestra

Galapagos - Emancipator

Escape - Diviners on NCS: Elevate

Bring us Pints of Beer - Korpiklaani

Valar Morghulis - Ramin Djawadi

on Plex which pulls from a slightly bigger folder of music than iTunes:

Watermark - Enya

Summers End - Craig Chaquico

Winter Contingency - Halo Reach Soundtrack

Light - ODESZA feat. Little Dragon

Of Starlight and the Dark [Cursed] (Action) - Destiny 2 Gamerip: Forsaken

Flip - Glass Animals

Cherry Blossoms in Winter - Yoshida Brothers

Opening Credits - Hybrid

Dragostea Din Tei - O-Zone

Loreta and Desiree's Bouquet, Part 1 - George Winston

[adorofilipetas]

[sagehaleyofficial]

What is UP, my dudes?! It’s Friday again, meaning it’s time for another NEW RELEASE ROUND-UP! Which of these new releases is your personal favorite? Let me know in the reblogs, and suggest your own new releases for the week if they’re not listed! 💿

#TheBlackDahliaMurder #DestroyRebuildUntilGodShows #KillLincoln #ModernBaseball #OrigamiAngel #SerjTankian

[raging-guanche]

the constant struggle of wanting to bring my pretty boyfriend to a concert but him not liking the same music i like

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Head Canons:

Love After Death

Yandere Skeleton x Fem Reader

I’m obsessed with Kate Bush’s song ‘Army Dreamers.’ So I decided to write a story about a soldier who died during a war, but he came back to life just to fulfill his promise of coming home to his lover…

There was a Great War many years ago between monsters and humans. A war that took countless innocent lives all due to the human’s greed. A war that took the life of your lover, Zered. Your childhood sweetheart.

Zered was a young sorcerer from the magic tower. A prodigy and pioneer of magic with a heart of gold. He was the man you had planned to spend the rest of your life with. You wanted to run your fingers through those blonde curls until the two of you were balding and wrinkly. To look into those sea foam eyes until you couldn’t. To press soft kisses against his full lips until your lungs burned. You loved that man more than anything in this world… but the war took him from you.

Zered may have died a hero of the empire, but you couldn’t help the bitterness that seeped its fingers into your heart. Your beloved was no nothing more of a war story. A great sorcerer who was able to take down the dragon enemies to give time for reinforcements to arrive. A war hero. And they couldn’t even bring a single remain of him back to you…

You sighed as you sipped on some homemade ale. Your eyes glanced at the sun’s rays that danced across the hay fields in sorrow. This was the cottage the two of you were going to live in for the rest of your days. The one you’d start a family in that was now cold and empty. It didn’t matter that the sun hit it perfectly each time, Zered wasn’t here.

You rock back and forth in the rocking chair. The birds weren’t singing their melodic tunes like they normally did. Which was odd. Why weren’t the birds singing- you almost screamed when you see a dark figure slink through the meadow towards your cabin. What on earth was an undead doing here?!

You quickly sprang up from your chair and fell over since you were a bit tipsy. Crap. Crap. Crap! You needed to head inside before that creature got to you.

You let out a shrill shriek of terror when the skeleton stood in your porch. Its red eyes stared into your very soul as it tilted its head to the side. Oh god… this was it. This was the end. You were going to be ripped apart by this hideous creature-

You went still when the creature threw itself into your arms as it released weeping noises. The skeleton whined and shook as its arms wrapped around your body in a tight hug.

“H-home. I… home.” The skeleton’s voice was a spin chilling rasp. A small tuft of blonde on its head showed that it was once human.

What did it mean by being home- wait. This cousin possibly be?

“Zered?” You gasped when the skeleton pressed its teeth onto your cheek like it wanted for press a kiss against your cheeks. “Zered, what happened?”

“Home… home.” Zered was barely to rasp out legible words. The skeleton cupped your face in its palms. “Love you… I home.”

[amirasainz]

Can you write where Yn Alonso is the first time in the paddock and all the drivers meet her. Maybe Fernando is overprotectiv, because Yn is so small?

Please 🙏 🙏 🙏

Enjoy reading and send some requests!!!

-xoxo babygirl 💕

Little bear 🐻

Fernando’s hands were a little sweaty as he held the tiny, warm bundle to his chest, stepping out into the bustling, echoing Formula 1 paddock. Today was a big day. His 12-month-old daughter, Yn, was joining him at the track for the first time ever. He had always been hesitant to bring her—concerned about the noise, the cold, the chaos. But today, he felt… ready. Or at least, he hoped so.

Yn, nestled in his arms, was dressed in the most adorable bear onesie, complete with tiny, fuzzy ears on the hood. He had made sure she was extra warm, her cheeks rosy and round beneath the layers. Fernando had even checked her temperature about five times before leaving the hotel, adjusting her hood, pulling up her mittens, and tugging the onesie down to make sure no tiny toes could feel the chill. But as he walked, the little murmurs of other drivers starting to notice her brought a wave of protectiveness over him.

The moment they stepped into the vibrant world of Formula 1, he spotted Carlos approaching. Carlos's face lit up when he saw Yn, and he immediately knelt down to her level.

“¡Hola, pequeña!” Carlos greeted warmly in Spanish, his voice softening to a coo. “You’re so cute! Look at that little bear suit!” Yn giggled, mesmerized by Carlos's animated expressions. He reached out a hand, and she instinctively grabbed it, her tiny fingers wrapping around his finger.

“¡Eres un encanto!” he chuckled, his heart melting at her innocent gaze. “Do you like it here? Your dad’s going to show you all the fast cars soon!”

Fernando watched, a protective eye on Yn as she babbled happily to Carlos. “She likes you,” he admitted with a small smile, though his instinct to be cautious never wavered.

Just then, Charles approached, his own smile broadening when he saw Yn. “Hey, Fernando! Is this your little princess?” he asked, kneeling down next to Carlos.

“Yes, Charles. This is Yn,” Fernando introduced proudly but still a little hesitant.

“Bonjour, Yn!” Charles said, his voice cheerful and melodic. He reached out and gently took her from Fernando’s arms, cradling her securely. “Do you want to take a nap? You look a bit sleepy.”

Yn yawned adorably, and before Fernando could intervene, Charles gently rocked her back and forth, humming a soft tune. Within moments, Yn’s eyelids grew heavy, and she nestled against Charles, who looked at Fernando with a grin.

“She really is precious, Fernando,” he said, his voice low to avoid waking her. “You’re doing great.”

“Thanks, Charles,” Fernando replied, feeling his heart growe ten times for the love he held for his daughter. He watched as the other drivers began to gather, curious about the little girl.

Lewis stepped forward, his trademark smile making an appearance. “Look at that little one! Isn’t she the sweetest?” he said, kneeling down and waving at Yn, who stirred slightly but didn’t wake up.

“Lewis, be careful. She’s still sleeping,” Fernando warned, his protective instincts kicking in again.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” Lewis replied, his voice soothing. He reached out and gently stroked Yn cheek, making her eyes flutter open, a radiant smile spreading across her face as she took in the sight of Lewis.

“Dada?” she mumbled sleepily, her little hands reaching out for him, mistaking Lewis for her father.

Fernando chuckled, a warm feeling spreading through him as he saw Yn's delight. “Close enough,” he teased, and Lewis laughed along, his heart warming at the sight of the baby’s big smile.

“Hey there, honey! Want to come play?” Lewis asked, tickling her chin gently. Yn erupted into giggles, her laughter infectious.

Just then, George sauntered over, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the adorable little girl. “Is she trying to eat your hand?” he joked, watching as Yn brought his hand to her mouth, attempting to nibble on George’s fingers like they were the most delicious thing in the world.

“She thinks it’s food!” Fernando laughed, though he quickly moved closer, ensuring George didn’t mind. “Just be careful, George. You might lose a finger.”

“Oh, she’s gentle!” George replied, clearly charmed. “I’d let her eat my hand any day. Right, Yn? You’re my favorite little monster!” he said, making a playful growl that sent Yn into another fit of giggles.

“Don’t encourage her,” Fernando said, shaking his head with a smile. The scene was heartwarming, a perfect moment of joy in the usually intense paddock.

Lando joined the group, his energy palpable. “What’s all this laughter about? I need to be part of it!” he exclaimed, kneeling beside Yn, who immediately beamed at him.

“Hey, little bear! Do you want to see something really funny?” Lando asked, making a silly face and flapping his arms like a bird. Yn laughed uncontrollably, her giggles echoing through the paddock, and Lando kept up his antics, pulling faces that made her laugh even harder.

Fernando couldn’t help but chuckle along, his heart swelling with love and pride as he watched the other drivers showering Yn with affection. Yet, as the sun rose higher in the sky, he felt a pang of worry for her well-being.

“Okay, everyone, as much as she loves this, I think it’s time to head inside,” he said, gently taking Yn from Charles's arms. She whimpered slightly, her face scrunching in disappointment, but he quickly pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Just for a little while, Yn. You can’t be out here all day. Let’s go warm up,” he reassured her, feeling a bit of guilt for cutting short the fun. The drivers all nodded in understanding, their faces still glowing with joy from Yn’s infectious laughter.

“Alright, but we’ll need to have another playdate later!” Carlos promised, ruffling Yn’s head as Fernando carefully walked toward the team building.

“Definitely,” Fernando replied, feeling a sense of relief wash over him as he entered the warm interior. “I’ll make sure to bring her back. Thank you, guys, for being so wonderful with her.”

As he stepped inside, Yn’s eyes grew heavy again, and she snuggled closer to Fernando. He sighed contentedly, his worries easing a little. Being a father was a new adventure, and today had been a special chapter in their lives — one filled with laughter, joy, and a glimpse into the world of Formula 1, which he hoped Yn would grow to love just as much as he did.

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Enigma - Return to Innocence 1994

"Return to Innocence" is a song by German new-age worldbeat musical experiment project Enigma, released in 1994 as the lead single from their second studio album, The Cross of Changes (1993). It reached number one in over 10 countries, peaked at number three on the UK Singles Chart, and entered the top five in several other countries. "Return to Innocence" was the project's biggest hit in the US, reaching number two on the Billboard Modern Rock Tracks chart and number four on the Billboard Hot 100. The music video, which depicts a man's life in reverse, received heavy rotation on European music channels. The song was used to promote several types of media in the mid-1990s, including film and TV commercials. In autumn 1994, the song was featured in an episode of the TV show My So-Called Life. In 1996, the song was further popularised when it was used in a television advertisement to promote the 1996 Summer Olympics.

The song's melodic and talking vocals in English are provided by Angel X (Andreas Harde), and a short talking vocal by German pop singer Sandra, while an Amis chant ("Weeding and Paddyfield Song No. 1") is repeated, which opens the song. Difang and Igay Duana, from the Amis (an indigenous Austronesian ethnic group native to Taiwan), were in a cultural exchange program in Paris in 1988 when their performance of the song was recorded by the Maison des Cultures du Monde and later distributed on CD. The producer of Enigma, Michael Cretu, later obtained the CD and proceeded to sample it. In addition, the drum beat of the song was sampled from the Led Zeppelin song "When the Levee Breaks", played by John Bonham.

In March 1998, Difang and Igay sued Cretu, Virgin Records and a number of recording companies for unauthorised use of their song without credit. The case was settled out of court for an undisclosed amount of money and all further releases of the song were credited (including royalties) to the Duanas. Cretu has stated that he had been led to believe that the recording was in the public domain and that he did not intentionally violate the Duanas' copyright.

"Return to Innocence" received a total of 57,2% yes votes.

[saemund-ragnarson]

Ashes To Emperor! 👊💥

[amadeusrockradio]

Tonight's music.....

[sodavizz]

Incorrect Quotes (/w Alastor)

* ☽ ･ ｡ﾟ･ ☾ *

Tried the incorrect quotes shit, it was pretty fun (just wanted to show my results as well haha...)

★⟣—— ——⟣★

Reader: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know!

Alastor: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus.

Reader: Stop.

xxxxxx

Reader: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Alastor: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

xxxxxx

Alastor: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night?

Reader: It was autocorrect.

Alastor: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."?

Reader: Yes.

xxxxxx

Reader, looking at a selfie of Alastor’s: I hate this photo.

Alastor: I’m cute as fuck in that photo! I’m smiling kindly.

Reader: You’re not smiling kindly; you look like you’re up to something.

Alastor: Up to kindness.

Reader: ...

Reader: Kindness my ass.

xxxxxx

Alastor: We should be partners.

Reader: You mean like, partners in crime?

Alastor: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

xxxxxx

Alastor: Go fuck yourself.

Reader: Come over here and fuck me yourself you coward!

xxxxxx

Reader: Go to hell!

Alastor: Oh! I’ve been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.

xxxxxx

Alastor: Father, I have sinned.

Reader: Daddy, I’ve been naughty.

xxxxxx

Reader: Stop doing that.

Alastor: Stop doing what?

Reader: Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you.

xxxxxx

Reader: How much did you spend on this date?

Alastor: $1400. But all of it's on credit cards, so it's like $5 a month for the next 2,000 years.

xxxxxx

Reader: *nudges Alastor at 3am* Pretty fucked up that we depict the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy. They're just floating rocks in space. Alastor? Wake up, Alastorr! Listen! They're sexless!

Alastor: The sun isn't a rock, go back to sleep.

xxxxxx

Reader: What do you want to be for Halloween?

Alastor: Yours.

Reader:

Reader: …yeah, that would be pretty scary.

xxxxxx

Reader: That was so hot, Alastor.

Alastor: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets.

Reader: I'm so in love with you.

xxxxxx

Alastor: Hey, about that love letter you sent me-

Reader: *blushes* What are your thoughts?

Alastor: The fourth sentence-

Reader: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I-

Alastor: It’s “you’re” not “your”.

xxxxxx

Reader: My hands are cold.

Alastor: Here, let me hold them.

Reader: My lips are cold too.

Alastor: *covers Reader's mouth with their hand*

xxxxxx

Reader: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?

Alastor: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?

Reader: Yes.

Alastor: I'd sleep.

xxxxxx

Waiter: What would you like?

Reader: Bring a milkshake with two straws.

Reader: *blushes*

Alastor: *puts both straws in their mouth* Watch how fast I can drink this!!

xxxxxx

Reader: I'm trash.

Alastor: As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you?

Reader: ...

Reader: You smooth motherfucker.

Reader: And yes it does.

xxxxxx

Alastor, watching Reader: Ah yes. The mysterious and beautiful Reader, so demure…

Alastor: …I wonder what sort of melodic sounds this wonderful being makes?

Reader: *screaming*

xxxxxx

Reader: We’re getting married, bitches!

Alastor: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

xxxxxx

Reader: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

Alastor: Aren't you forgetting something?

Reader: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Alastor's forehead before running out.*

Alastor: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

xxxxxx

Alastor: Reader and I are so close we even share a toothbrush.

Reader: You brush your teeth?

★⟣—— ——⟣★

cant think if anything to post so just take this!

[violetpixiedust]

thinking about spending a day at the beach with your bf jj and the rest of the pogues. ♡

18+. afab reader. no description of appearance. fluff/smut. use of ‘papa’ once, mentions of spanking. shy!kook!reader x dom!jj.

in between searching for the cross, evading the law, and intense fights with the kooks, a beach day was certainly a nice escape from an otherwise hectic lifestyle.

the sand is warm and pale beneath your knees as you sit in your cute little bikini beside jj’s damp body. he’s laid along a ratty old towel, littered with a few holes and fraying at the edges. beads of saltwater meld themselves within his tan skin from his previous surfing exertion, eager to soak up the sunlight with you now that he’s gotten his adrenaline fix. you had been searching for seashells and sea glass with kiara while the boys were out on the water. ending up with a good sized pouch by the time your boyfriend ran up to meet you on the shore, shaking out his soaking dirty blonde locks at you like a dog. squeals and joyful giggles left your lipgloss coated pout, strumming alongside the seagulls.

absentmindedly, you hum when your manicured nails sort through your small treasures, careful not to let them get lost in the never ending sand. it isn’t until you notice your boyfriend’s baritone voice humming alongside you that you burst into giggles. you meet his sea-foam blue eyes from where they peak out above his black sunglasses, frames falling to the bridge of his lightly freckled nose. one of your pearly teeth reach out to bite along your plush bottom lip, shyly taking in the handsome sight of jj laid beside you.

damp swim trunks hang low on his paler hips, golden happy trail leading you up to the toothpick balancing between his freshly licked lips. the pogue grins slyly in amusement, satisfaction at your sudden shyness running through his veins like the sweetest high. “c’mere, princess. up.” you don’t have time to check for the whereabouts of your friends before the large palm of jj’s hand crudely reaches underneath your thigh, skin burning as he leads you to straddle his torso. you briefly hear pope gagging and john b’s amused laughter behind you, but ultimately choose to ignore them when jj’s calloused fingertips reach out to play with the hem of your swimsuit, effectively distracting you. “‘gonna show me those pretty little rocks takin’ up all of your attention now?”

you nod with a soft smile, shyly avoiding jj’s heady gaze for a moment, unknowing to the way his expression softens incredibly at the sweetness emitting from you. floaty and radiant, like his own personal angel. his calloused thumbs rub soothing circles along your hips as he watches you begin to explain each piece of sea glass you chose, head feeling as if it were underwater still with how gorgeous you are. his ringed fingers faintly shake when he thinks about how undeserving he is for someone like you. an angel from figure eight. outer banks pride and joy. who used to send him a shy little wave at the boneyard, eyelashes fluttering when he would wave back, his split lip pulling up into a smirk at the dazed look that overtook you. the girl who now jumped onto the back of his bike in boarder-line scandalous mini skirts, sweet and powdery perfume clouding the pogue’s judgement for a second too long. until your freshly done nails would dig into his waist, melodic voice urging your pogue boyfriend to hurry up and drive. the overprotective housekeeper would attempt to chase after the two of you with a broom in her wrinkled hand, before being buried by the dust billowing beneath the bike’s spinning wheels every single time.

it isn’t until you hold up a few pieces of sea glass to the side of his face with a cheer of excitement that he tunes back in. “mm, what’s the squealing for, cupcake?”

“i found a piece that looks like your eyes. see!” you bend over to get a closer look at the comparison, completely unaware of the way your tits push up together near jj’s face. a shaky breath leaves your boyfriend’s bitten lips, his suddenly rosy cheeks startling you for a moment before you feel the noticeable shift of his hips beneath you. instead of gasping cutely and sitting up like jj expected you to, your moment of realization morphs into a sly expression.

and jj knew that look.

“don’t-“ you riskily pay no mind to your boyfriend’s warning tone, “innocently” slinking back along his body with a soprano sigh. your manicured nails rake over his abdomen on your path backwards, cupped heat just brushing past the now obvious tent in jj’s swim trunks-

instantly, the pogue manhandles you into place. you squeak at the firmness of his ringed grip, heart pumping with adrenaline when his sun kissed hands force your back against his warm chest in record speed. shark tooth necklace digging between your shoulder blades. your bum pushes against jj’s erection with a final maneuver- now out of sight, but still painfully hard against you.

“whoa. chill out, mike tyson-“ john b drunkly remarks with a surprised laugh before sipping on his nearly finished can of pbr, blissfully unaware of the previous situation. meanwhile, sarah smirks knowingly at the two of you from beside her aloof boyfriend, meeting your playful gaze with one of her own.

you’re about to suggest a game with a mischievous wiggle of your hips, clearly not learning your lesson- before jj’s long fingers cup your jaw from behind, gripping you in place. the blonde’s rosy lips press to your ear, his left hand intertwining with your own smaller one, voice low. “y’not going anywhere, duchess. need you to calm down and behave. unless you want me to spank you raw on this beach in front of our friends, hm?”

your breath hitches with surprise at the threat as you watch kiara and pope run back from the ocean dripping saltwater, jj’s words echoing in the now hollow structure of your head. “and if you’re good,” the blonde nods your head up and down for you like a ragdoll for good measure, smirk curling along his chapped lips with faux innocence gleaming from his eyes. he’s more than aware of the pressure building between your pretty legs, your glossy eyes looking up at him for guidance. not to mention the shivers that clatter down your spine at the idea of being put in your place for everyone on the beach to see. all he could do was harden at the thought. “papa’ will let ya show him which one of these rocks he can put on your pretty little finger soon, yeah?”.

the pogue waits for you to nod your own head ‘yes’ like a big girl before placing a kiss on the crown of your head. your shy expression stays hidden against his heart, a giddy smile drawing across your glossy lips as you think about your future with jj.

needless to say, you behaved for the rest of the afternoon.

[waxskies]

the bachelors as mythical creatures, and how they'd court you

(disclaimer: this is so unserious)

i was inspired to write this hc because of @mkunart's Sebastian merman fanart: here

Merman Sebastian

➛ you’d find merman Sebastian sitting at the shoreline on a rainy day. you’d see his iridescent tail flicker in the water while his eyes are locked on the stormy silver clouds floating on the horizon.

➛ you’d carefully lower yourself beside him. he’d startle and spray water from his mouth onto your cheek, causing you to wrinkle your nose in surprise before laughing. he’d laugh too, the sound of it like the chime of small tinkling bells.

➛ merman Sebastian would try to communicate with you, but you wouldn’t understand the melodic sounds of his language. he’d become agitated and start flailing his hands in a series of frustrated gestures, but you’d calmly lower his hands with yours before pointing at your chest and saying your name.

➛ he’d concentrate, lines forming on the middle of his forehead, and slowly sound out your name. your face would beam with excitement, causing Sebastian to smile wide.

➛ he’d point to himself and say his name, but it’d be in the same melodic chimes as before. you’d do your best to mimic it, and your attempts would send Sebastian into a fit of happy laughter.

➛ then he’d return to the same spot on the shoreline during the following rainy days and bring you small treasures (shells, oysters, pearlescent rocks). he’d point at them as if to ask you what they are, and you’d teach him the names of every item.

➛ after a couple weeks, he’d start waiting for you to visit the beach and feel lonely on days you don’t show up. instead of bringing you items from the ocean, he’d start to steal items from the beach goers to ask you what they are and gift them to you.

➛ he’d explain to you in broken English and hand gestures how funny he thought the townspeople’s reactions were when they realized their belongings had suddenly disappeared!

➛ you’d chuckle alongside him and take the “gifts” to return them to their owners by posting a note about the missing items on the bulletin board, and telling them you had fished their belongings out of the ocean.

➛ once the two of you had established trust, he’d lead you to a bioluminescent cave with a lake where Sebastian can float in the water while you sit on the cave floor. there, the two of you talk for hours.

Werewolf Sam

➛ werewolf Sam, who you find one night, curled up in a ball and whimpering after an altercation with your ornery milk cow.

➛ you mistake him for a giant wolf, and despite any instinct of self-preservation, you move to inspect Sam’s trampled on, battered paw. mostly because he appears to have the same temperament as a docile guinea pig.  

➛ he allows you to treat his paw after you lure him with cold pizza.  

➛ werewolf Sam returns every night to protect your farm and chase off nearby predators.

➛ a few weeks pass, and he wants to see you again, so he scratches at your door.

➛ the noise frightens you, but you’re happy to see your new friend again and offer him a plate of left over pizza from the saloon. the two of you sit on your porch and Sam lowers his large head onto your lap so you can pet him. this becomes your routine.

➛ one night, after you’ve gone inside to sleep, werewolf Sam cries at the door. he won’t stop until you let him inside. with his ears lowered, he slides past the door and promptly jumps on your bed.

➛ you assume you’ve adopted a large dog and lay down next to him. you wait for him to fall asleep and drift off to the sound of his tiny snores.  

➛ when you wake up, you find yourself wrapped in the arms of Sam’s human form. heat radiates from his skin.

➛ you scream.

➛ Sam’s blue eyes shoot open, and he licks your face with his abnormally large, pink tongue.

Alien Alex

➛ alien Alex who can’t help but be smitten when you take notice of his superhuman strength. his cheeks flush a cherry red when you compliment his muscular green body.

➛ he finds excuses to visit the farm every day and insists on helping you with your daily chores.

➛ in return, you shower him with praise. it isn’t long until Alex takes over your chores while you standby and watch him.

➛ his mission: to make sure you never have to lift a finger again.

Fae Elliott

➛ fae Elliott who watches you from afar while you forage in the secret woods.

➛ he begins to stage berries and mushrooms he knows you like in areas you often look.

➛ one day, the sound of your soft humming overwhelms him with his desire for you, and he enchants you so he can whisk you away to the faery realm where you’ll stay with him for eternity.

Centaur Harvey

➛ centaur Harvey who catches you when you fall off your ladder while picking apples. grateful, you offer him an apple he slowly eats from your hand.

➛ he returns to see you, bringing you medicinal herbs he explains the uses of to you. the two of you start a daily ritual, he brings you herbs, and you give him fruit.

➛ you miss an appointment, worried, Harvey searches for you. he eventually finds you passed out in the mines and carries you home on his back.

➛ centaur Harvey nurses you back to health, free of charge.

Vampire Shane

➛ vampire Shane whose favorite victims are pickled with liquor. and after feeding on a pickled patron, transforms into a bat and crashes into your bedroom window at 2 in the morning.

➛ you think a bird has slammed into your window and you hurry outside to help it.

➛ but instead you find vampire Shane, stunned and confused.

➛ you help him into your home; the veil of the night covers his fangs and pale skin.

➛ Shane stares into your eyes, hypnotized by your beauty and kindness. he notices you’ve started to freak out because of his vampiric features, and decides he can’t stand the thought of you running from him.  

➛ you feel the sudden pleasurable burn of his fangs sinking into your neck as he turns you.

[adorofilipetas]

[blogfromneptune]

MELODIC HEALING

PAIRING clarisse la rue x apollodaughter!reader

IN WHICH clarisse and her siblings got a bit carried away during their sparing matches. lucky for clarisse, her girlfriend has gentle hands and a way with magic.

w/c : 1275

a/n : dior. that’s it… enjoy :)

sweat dripped from her brow as clarisse walked through camp. her siblings had ropped her into yet another sparing tournament which she won with ease. she was rather annoyed, to be frank. she loved her siblings, yes. she also loved battles. but she had plans to wake up early to properly freshen up and take her girlfriend for a walk after breakfast.

instead, she was awoken by the sound of an argument between her siblings; two of the newer members of the cabin arguing about gods knows what. that put her on a bad foot to begin with. she spent the time she could have had getting ready dealing with them and barking at them to clean up their mess. breakfast was anything but what she wanted. she scraped her offerings into the fire silently praying to her father to show up and tell her siblings off, before she walked back to her table where her brothers were beginning to arm wrestle.

one of their arms landed in her food and instead of yelling and knocking them right then and there, she slid her now squashed food away from her, stood up, and walked away.

when one of her sisters asked if she wanted to spar, she was already fuming with her cabin, so she agreed. it didn’t take long for all her siblings to be groaning on the floor, battered and bruised. clarisse stood tall above them, her face neutral and sweaty. she tossed her spear at her newest little brother, who caught it with ease. “make sure they see one of the apollo kids, or something.” and with that, she was off to find her apollo kid.

she heard her before she saw her. the sweet humming of her girlfriend brought a small smile onto the face of the daughter of ares. the apollo cabin came into view, and there she was, sitting with her older brother, will, and one of her new younger sisters. she was doing her hair, a variation of braids and twists that she somehow made look gorgeous.

her girlfriend was humming a tune as will laid beside her, an old, beaten cowboy hat covering his face and his green flannel covering his body as a blanket.

“…she brought this on herself with her desires. Your family will be stained, gotta walk away… now.” clarisse stood off to the side for a bit, listening to whatever melody her girlfriend was singing now, until she caught her eye.

a smile grew on the daughter of apollos face as she was sticking flowers in her sister's hair, but her smile faltered.

clarisse was quick to raise her hands, grazing her face with her fingertips. she winced as they made contact with the large gash she had forgotten about. she knew she was going to get an earful…

will groaned and raised his hat a bit, peeking out when his sister stopped her tune. he made eye contact with clarisse and the ever-noticeable mark on her face. he hissed, sitting up and gripping his flannel.

“come on, skipper. let’s leave sis with her uh…” will trailed off, deciding to leave it at that. he took his new little sisters' upper arms and pulled her up, managing to get her on his back. they quickly retreated into their cabin.

clarisse was careful with her steps, biting the inside of her cheeks.

this big, scary woman, looked up to by many campers and also feared by many campers, felt scared of her sweet little sunshine girlfriend…

who could probably kill her with a single note if she wanted to.

she mounted the steps, her girlfriend looking away from her as she tidied up the elastics and ribbons. her cowboy hat rested on the armrest of the rocking chair she sat in. it was a gift from will for her 18th. it matched her perfectly; a nice beige colour with a baby pink ribbon wrapped around it and tiny string embroidery of daisies and sunflowers.

she grabbed it gingerly and placed it over her wind-messed hair. she wordlessly stood up and looked at clarisse.

clarisse clenched her teeth into an awkward smile, “hey baby -”

“clarisse la rue.”

shit.

“hun, i’m sorry -”

“let me have a look at you,” the daughter of apollo whispered, coming up on her tiptoes and taking her girlfriend's face in between her hands. she turned it side to side, up and down, examining every inch.

clarisse allowed it, bending down and looking up to the sky. she knew how much the ray of sunshine hated when she fought others. whether it be verbal or physical, it didn’t matter. clarisse tried to stop the habit once they became official, but sometimes it was hard to avoid.

and since she hadn’t gone on any quest, she didn’t have a good reason this time.

the daughter of apollo took one of her girlfriend's hands, bringing her over and sitting her in the rocking chair she had been in only minutes ago. clarisse groaned as she sat, the aching of her muscles from this morning finally catching up to her.

she watched her girlfriend go inside her cabin and then come out with a little box she had grown to recognize as the official first aid kit of the apollo cabin. she knelt in front of her and gestured for her to lean forward, which clarisse did.

with no warning, she placed a cotton pad with alcohol on it to her cheek. clarisse flinched and hissed, the liquid feeling as though it was sizzling on her flesh.

“don’t be a baby,” her girlfriend whispered, hiding the little smile on her face as she looked down to grab another cotton pad.

“‘m not being a baby.” clarisse sounded like she was pouting. she would never act this way around anyone. but the girl in front of her brought out a completely different side of her.

she adored it.

clarisse closed her eyes, letting her girlfriend hum a small tune and the gash beginning to glow. it was like the scene from rapunzel- the movie clarisse was forced to see at gunpoint (gunpoint = her girlfriend's smile and puppy dog eyes).

she felt the wound begin to close in on itself. it was still a weird feeling, despite having experienced it many times before.

“there.” clarisse opened her eyes. the first aid kit was packed up and placed next to the entrance to the cabin. her cheek didn’t hurt anymore and all that remained was a faint scar that would heal by morning.

“thank you,” clarisse grinned but it didn’t help her situation. her girlfriend raised a brow, expecting her to explain.

she sighed and reached for her arm, her own calloused and bruised hand feeling as though it was tainting the delicacy of the sun gods daughter. “just a little tournament. had to let out some anger.” clarisse’ voice was low.

the daughter of apollo took a small step, her western-style cowboy boots clacking against the ground. both she and will came from southern families, but she never showed it until she got comfortable in camp. now she didn’t hide the slight ting of an accent she had or her love for the southern style.

“i don’t like it when you fight,” she said lowly, standing in front of clarisse and both her hands wrapped in hers. clarisse brought them up and grazed her lips on her knuckles, the faint smell of flower hand sanitizer filling her nose.

“i know… i’m sorry, sunshine.” when clarisse glanced up, her girlfriend was smiling down at her. just like the sun looked down on the earth.