#paul's panic-rocking

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Another Friday.Another ten songs.The countdown continues.Click on the videos below to hear the songs.Here we go! Manfred Mann’s Earth Band#750 – Spirits In The Night – 1975 – 3/3 Paul McCartney & Wings#749 – Live And Let Die – 1973 – 2/2 Santana#748 – Migra – 1999 – 2/4864 – Luz Amor Y Vida – 3/4876 – Evil Ways – 4/4 Kenny Loggins#747 – I’m Alright – 1980 – 1/1 Panic! At The Disco#746 – I…

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headcannon that after percy gets home and all that from being missing the first several months of him being home was everyone acting like he’s a small child who might get lost if he isn’t wearing one of those monkey backpacks with a leash as a tail

i know annabeth stopped letting him walk her to her cabin she now walks him to his cabin and watches him close the door then stands there for 5 minutes before calling goodnight to his window and if he doesn’t answer she breaks the door down to verify he is infact still in there

sally walks into him room at night just to check if he’s still in his bed tbh the first month i know sally was practically rocking him to sleep just so she knew he was home and safe

when he’s not at camp he’s at home if he’s not at home he’s at camp and if he’s not at either of those he’s got a buddy with him

i know every so often he starts feeling a bubble of anxiety in his chest and he has to force an extremely strong feeling of safety and conger up a mental image of exactly where he’s at just to calm down grover who he just saw 8 hours ago

it probably stresses sally and paul out when he’s in his room for too long and they don’t hear him walking around like he goes upstairs to do his homework and once he’s sat at his desk for over an hour he’s got some knocking at his door and it’s paul “just checking in”

i know everytime he walks into a cabin or the big house or even home everyone greets him like it’s the first time they’ve talked to him in years like they’re trying to positively reinforce the fact that he’s safe and home

i know paul starts getting a little anxious when he doesn’t see him around for a certain amount of time too like he misses percy leaving for the day so paul pokes his head into percy’s room to see it empty then goes downstairs to see only sally and has to force a flat voice as he’s like “lol so have you seen percy recently or…” as his hearts beating in his throat

like percy disappearing has def given everyone ptsd and anytime he’s gone for what feels like even slightly too long they start to panic a little

he stops at a grocery store after he leaves school and ducks into an alley to iris message annabeth just to let her know he’s gonna run late 20 min later he’s trying to debate what flavor ice cream he should get when an employee is tapping him on the shoulder bc there’s someone on the line for him and it’s annabeth who’s hacked into the security cameras telling him to get chocolate

she got 2 birds with 1 stone now he has to leave and come home (bc monsters) and she also gets her fav flavor

[fashionteahouse]

Hiiiiii, can I request Paul x chronically ill reader where reader will sometimes gets so tired they just straight-up pass out and the first time it happened in front Paul he freaks out like thinks they just died or something

hello hello hello of course you can ☺️ hope you enjoy :)

reaper - paul x reader

Maintaining a sense of normalcy, managing symptoms, and adapting to changing circumstances came with the chronic illness that you had to deal with. It was both complex and challenging. Luckily you had Paul.

He was the sunshine to your rainy day, being there by your side 100%. Easing your worries, not making you feel the sadness or isolation that threatened to come.

There were some times where you were very tired. Tiredness became easily apparent. This time, your eyes were very droopy and heavy. You tried to hold on, at least until you made it to the sofa.

You didn’t get very close until you just dropped at the spot. Paul jumps up, heart racing and panicking.

He picked you up, cradled you close, scared to death.

You heard the words, “You can’t leave me!” in his rough voice. You open your eyes in confusion, watching his sharp features be covered in panic and despondency. He gently rocked you in his arms back and forth as tears threatened to fall. You watched him and then called his name calmly, “Paul.”

The hope returned in his face. He couldn’t believe that you opened your eyes and spoke his name. He thought he lost you. Thinking that the grim reaper finally took you away from him.

“Y/N, I was so worried…”

“Why?” you ask, really wanting to know.

“I thought…I thought you were dead!” he says, choking up.

“Dead…What?” you said in such confusion. Why would he think that you were dead?

“You just dropped.” he explains, the state of wretchedness came as he remembers the encounter.

“Oh..I was tired. I pass out sometimes when my body gets too tired…I’m sorry I scared you.” you say to him, understanding why he would feel the way that he felt.

He breaths out a sigh of relief. He doesn’t let go of you still. “That was scary.” he whispers.

You place a hand on his cheek, to let him know that you’re not going anywhere. His grip on your body tightened as he looked you over with his eyes. Making sure that you were really okay. He couldn’t imagine losing you or living a life without your presence.

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Can you do Jared X reader where Jared thought that Kim was his imprint/soulmate but he is absolutely masken because when he mets the new girl he imprints. You can decide on the other details

LITERALLY NOBODY FREAKING ASKS FOR JARED CAMERON! PLEASE SHOW THIS BOY SOME LOVE JTS NO FAIR! HES A SILLY GOOFY!

I love her. I love her so much. Here I am, sitting in Emily's for lunch with my pack before we go train. "Jared, we know what it's like. You can stay with her if you want to, but stop saying you imprinted when you haven't." Paul chuckles, throwing a fry at my face. "I truly believe I did." I reply defensively. "You'd know for sure if you did. It wouldn't be, 'I believe'." Paul replies. "Guys, just let the man feel how he feels." Jacob groans, trying to enjoy his meal. "Yes, it would be nice if we could talk about something else." Sam rolls his eyes before taking a bite of his chicken strip.

My heart hurts. I know I imprinted. I love Kim so much. Maybe my bond is too strong for them to handle. I'll just say that. I know what I feel.

Your pov:

"Watch your feet." You hear your friend beside you. You move your arm up to grab another rock. "I'm trying!" You hyperfocus on your hands and refuse to look down at your feet.

You met your friend a few years ago. She's an adventurer and often brings you along with her. This is your first time mountain climbing. This is also your first time being in Washington state. "Dude! You're going to - !" You slip but quickly catch yourself. "Shit." You gasp.

You decide to move your eyes along the beauty of greenery behind you. You can see some of Forks. You two are closer to La Push bit where you guys are, you can't see the beach.

"Y/f/n, I'm getting tired. We need to take a break." You breathe out. Your heart is tired of thumping. You're starting to get a headache. "Here." She says. She moves closer towards you, attaching the clip of the descenders to both of you.

An hour or so later, you are sitting on a stump in the woods, drinking water. "Ready to go back to camp?" She asks. You guys rented a cabin near the reservation. "Yeah, we can. It's starting to get a bit dark." You check the time on your phone. "Want to grab some dinner?" She smiles while picking up all of the gear. "I'll look up places to eat." You reply.

Jared's pov:

"Baby, what's wrong?" Kim asks, kissing all over my cheeks. "Nothing, sweet girl." I smile.

Oh, I feel awful. What if they are right? I didn't imprint. The fact that I'm questioning it scares the hell out of me. I've done everything for Kim, and she has pushed away all she knows about the world to accommodate for a shifter. She knows too much to not be an imprint. This isn't good. I'm not so sure what to do. What do I do?!

Kim finishes her cup of coffee before placing it down and smiling up at me. "Thank you for the food and coffee. Ready to head back?" She checks her smart watch, texting back who I assume to be Emily. "Yes ma'am." I stand up and pull her chair out for her.

"Oh, no. We aren't from here!" I hear giggling. I turn to see two girls. They are standing at the desk talking to two waitresses. "It's crazy to see new faces here in Forks! Out of all of Washington, you travel here. Welcome! I hope it's everything you hoped for."

"Baby?" Kim jumps me out of my nosey eavesdropping. "Sorry, love. I was listening to them. They traveled here. I'm not so sure what's so special about here." I chuckle. Kim giggles, and we begin to walk to the door.

"Y/n, watch it." One girl says, grabbing the other girl's arm, but she still backs up into my side. "Oh, crap! I'm so sorry!" She turns and looks at me.

...................love, future, baby, adventures, butterflies.................

"Jared." Kim pulls on my arm. I look away at the floor. The guilt is eating me alive. I actually imprinted. I'm about to panic. I'm about to actually have a panic attack. "Once again, I'm so sorry! I hope you two have a good day!" She calls out. Kim waves at her with a smile before we reach outside.

"God, what is wrong with you, Jare?" Kim faces me in the parking lot near the truck. "I... I'm fine. Look, I'll take you home. I have some business to take care of with the pack." I huff and slam the driver door shut. I'm so angry with myself. I can't even think straight.

Your pov:

You can't stop thinking of that guy. He has a girlfriend, a fiance, or a wife. You refuse to be a homewrecker. She was so sweet and pretty. You feel like you're just blegh. "He sure was a cutie!" Your friend giggles while taking a bite of her burger. "Yeah, he was." You smile.

Why do you feel so weird??? You have never... your stomach is flipping. You can't eat right now.

You can't feel this way. You are leaving in two days anyway.

Jared's pov:

"Breathe, Cameron." Embry grabs my shoulder. Sam is trying to think about what to do. I can't think I can't breathe. I'm leaning over the counter, gripping.

Your pov:

8:00 pm

"You've got to be kidding me!" Your friend yells in frustration. The car you guys rented just broke down in the reservation. You can't see any houses where you guys are. The last one you saw was miles down.

"Do you know anything about cars?" She turns to you. "Bitch, do I look?-", you guys jump at the sound of knocking on the window. Y/f/n barely rolls down the window. "You need help?" A man's voice asks. "No, sir." You say out of fear. Your friend pushes your knee. "Yes, yes we do, please." She says. Ugh! You don't want to get killed in Washington. "I'm Sam. Not to sound creepy," he chuckles, "I usually walk down the rez with my friends to make sure everything is okay." He says. You see, four other guys come up. You notice they are all shirtless with a tattoo on their arm. You can't see the details because it's getting dark.

You see the guy from the restaurant. Oh, god. You feel better... "y/f/n." You whisper. She turns to you. "The guy at the restaurant." You whisper. She looks up and then unbuckles. You unbuckle as well. "We'll step out." She says. They back up. You grab your bag and feel for the pepper spray, the rape whistle, and the big ass knife. Okay, great. You open the door and step out. You look across the car to see the guy staring right at you. You look away quickly.

You and your friend get comfy on the grass on the side of the road. The guys are waiting on one of them to come back with tools. "You know, it's the people's we rented from job to take care of this." She giggles. "Eh, well, it's best not to pay for towing. I'd let them know tomorrow, though." One of them says. He's leaning on the side of the car with his arms crossed. "What's your name?" You ask. "Paul. Over there is Quil, Jared, and the guy who left to get tools is Embry." He says. For some reason, he keeps glancing at you.

You decided to do something. You stand up and walk over to Jared. "Hey." You awkwardly say. He looks up. You see the tail light of the car illuminate his face just enough to see his smile. "Hey." You take your hand out. "Y/n." He puts his hand in yours. You felt a shock. So much heat expanded through your body. You felt the connection, and it attacked your body, nearly losing balance. "Jared Cameron." He shakes your hand. You can see Quil standing there smirking at him.

Jared's pov:

Standing this close to my actual imprint feels like I'm floating in soothing waters. Is it bad I don't feel the pain of telling Kim earlier? I just feel peaceful, whole, happy.

"Where are you from?" I ask her. "Uhm, I'm from (your home). I leave in two days." Her words shatter my heart. I can't lose her. She can't go.

Embry pulls up in his truck. He stops behind us and steps out. "Got the tools. You girls need anything?" Embry asks. Her friend stands up, dusting herself off. "Honestly, we have a long ass day ahead of us. We are exhausted. Been up since six a.m." She sighs. "We can take you to wherever you guys are staying." I offer. Y/n looks at her friend. Her friend shrugs. "Yeah! That'd be great! Thank you!" She pipes up, but then she thinks. "I will ride with you guys and come back with you, Jared. I'll bring the car back to our camp." She says.

Your pov:

You are squashed in between Jared and your friend. You can feel his bare arm against yours. His muscles, goddamn. He's focused on the roads. "So, Mora Campground?" He asks to be sure. "Yes!" You answer.

Once you get there, your friend hops out. "Thank you, Jared!" She waves and leaves.

Jared backs up and goes back on the road. "So, who was that pretty girl at the restaurant?" You smile. He takes a deep breath in and exhales. "Uh, she is Kim. Was my girlfriend. I broke up with her today. She's a sweet girl. She didn't do anything wrong, I just, uh, didn't want to lead her on." He says uncomfortably. Now you feel bad for asking. "Well, I love the weather here!" You change the subject terribly. He smiles and glances your way.

A week later:

"Oooohhh, Jared texted you again!" She hands you your phone across the couch. You and her share an apartment. You and her work customer service at home. Her mom owns the company.

Hearing his name makes your heart jump. You open it up.

Jared: Are you able to take off for a week?

You: I can two weeks ahead of scheduling. Why so?

Jared: I may or may not want to buy you a ticket for you to come back.

You drop your phone on the couch face down. You turn to your friend. "Bitch..." You breathe out. She jumps up. "What? What?" You pick up your phone again. "Jared wants to fly me back out there and stay for a week." You gulp. She freaks out, jumping up and down and clapping. "YES YES YES!"

You: I don't want you to spend all of that money on me. I am more than willing to, though! Let me buy a ticket.

Jared: no. Let me. Where do you want to stay? Cabin? Hotel? You are more than welcome to stay with Sam and Emily! They'd love to have you and it'd be free. Lol.

You: let me see, love.

Jared: also, can you bring y/f/n? Ateara won't stop talking about her.

Another time skip 2 weeks:

Jared places your bag down on the bed. "I'm so happy Quil finally has a girl. Poor boy doesn't have luck with that." He chuckles. You look up at Jared, who stands above you. His dark brown eyes are calling you. "She really likes him. Also, thank you for everything." You smile and then wrap your arms around his neck. He's taken aback but then wraps his strong around around you. "I'm happy you're here." He whispers. Something really is between you two, and you don't know what it is.

Soft knocks on the door make you two pull away. There's Quil and your friend. "Hey, Sam said there's a bonfire tonight." Quil says. "Okay, bet."

"Bonfire? Fun!" You say and sit on the bed, unpacking your bag. "We sit around the fire, eat good food, play around, and the biggest part is we have the elders talk about our tribes legend." He says. You stop and look up at him. "But that's... I'm not.. I'm an outsider." You stumble your words feeling like you're intruding. Quil and Jared laugh and look at each other. "Don't worry. It's okay with everyone." Jared crosses his arms.

Bonfire:

"Seth Clearwater!" The young man in front of you shakes your hand. Jared stands next to you, never leaving your side. You have been meeting everyone else you don't know. "You hungry?" Jared asks. You look up at him and grab his arm. "I could eat!" You look over and see your girl and Quil making out. Quil seems nervous and not moving his hands much. You can't help but laugh. Jared sees it too and chuckles. "Damn. That was fast." You giggle.

You sit on the lawn chair in between Jared and Sue Clearwater. "It's crazy you came from (your home)! It's amazing to have you here." She smiles.

Billy Black starts speaking. He sounds very intimidating and smart.

Jared's pov:

I can see her listening. Her eyes never leaving Billy. I can't tell if she's taking any of this in. She seems to be in a trance.

She faces me after the stories, and everyone else stands up and talks. Her eyes are a tad bit wide, and she smiles. I melt. My god, her lips. "That was so cool, Jared!" She gasps. "Wanna know something cooler?" Oh god. Time to tell her. She cocks her head slightly and smiles. "Follow me." I stand and grab her hand.

We walk in silence toward the woods. I stop once I get a little far out. "What are we doing?" She giggles. I let her hand go and face her. "Well, the legends.. are true. I am a shifter. Me and all the guys. Sam is alpha." I lay it out. I'm nervous. "Show me." She says blankly. I back away. I take off my shorts. "I have to take off my underwear too..." I awkwardly say. Her eyes look up at the dark sky. I do that, and I shift.

I growl very lightly and step closer to her. She looks at me, and her face is in shock. She doesn't look scared. "So mesmerizing.." she whispers. She lifts her hand and runs it through my fur. "I have questions." She whispers again. I back up, phase back, and get on my legs. I get dressed and jog back to her. "Why are you telling me this? I'm confused." She says.

How do I say this? "Uh, remember imprinting?" I ask her. She slowly nods and then perks up. "Me????? I'm your soulmate?!" She squeels. I chuckles, nodding my head. "But wait, what about Kim?" She frowns. I sigh and rub the back of my neck. "I didn't know what imprinting felt like. I did love her, and so I thought I imprinted. Everyone who did kept telling me that wasn't the case. When I met you at the restaurant, I did. I had to tell her the truth." I look at her face slowly dropping. "I didn't mean to... do that to her.." she holds her stomach. "I feel so guilty. It's my fault." She whispers. "No, it's not like that at all!" I reach for her hand. She jerks back and runs to Emily's. "Shit." I run after her.

Your pov:

You say to yourself that you 'wrecked a relationship. I can't believe I did that.' You hear him behind you calling your name. You hit Emily's and bust through the door. You hope nobody saw because that'd be awkward. You go into the room and sit on the bed. You're out of breath. You can't believe this.

After a few moments, you hear knocks. "I'm sorry, Jared. I have to think for just a moment." You call out. "Y/n, it's Emily." You breathe out a long breath. "Hey Emily." You say, and she opens the door, sitting next to me. "Jared asked me to speak with you." She smiles.

She told you all about her and Sam and the Leah lore. It made you feel a lot better. Now, you want to give Jared a hug. She steps out, and you stand up going out to find him. He's already standing there in the hall. "Jared, I'm so sorry." You say and wrap your arms around him. "It's okay, my love." He holds you. You lean up and kiss him. He kisses you back instantly. You kiss him harder, pulling his body into yours.

He guides you into the room. You shut the door behind him, you guys not letting go or pulling away. You use as much strength as you can to push him against the door. He grunts but pulls away. "Not here. Not like this." He whispers, pushing hair behind your ears. You blush at how that came over you. Like damn girl. You chuckle and sit on the bed.

"I have a whole week before I leave." You sigh. "I don't want to. I want to stay here." You look up at him, fully trusting the bond. This is serious, and there's no other end but with him. Might as well not wait. Plus, being away from him even before you knew did not feel good.

His eyes widen, and he laughs a bit, "Really?!" He asks in disbelief. "Yes!" You smile. He tackles you on the bed, holding you. "I have my forever." He mumbles in your neck. You feel his warm breath.

"Want to go on a date tomorrow?" He looks up at you.

almost a month later:

"Babes, how'd we get here?" Your friend laughs while touching your knee. "Us knowing each other really did well. It worked in favor." You smile at her. She turns to look out in the yard. You turn too and see Jared and Quil roughhousing. "Babe!" You call out. Jared instantly responds to your call, making his way to you. "Yes, babylove?" He leans down on you, his hands holding the arms of the chair to hold him up. You lean in and kiss his lips quickly. "Ready to go home? I still have to unpack a lot of shit." You groan. "Shit, me too." Your friend says, walking inside Quil's house.

He smiles down at you and plants kisses all over your face. "I love you." He says. You grab his face and kiss him roughly. "I love you, too."

[blindfoldlove]

Books I’ve consumed so far in 2024:

The Order of Time by Carlo Rovelli

I Contain Multitudes: The Microbes Within Us and a Grander View of Life by Ed Yong

Something Deeply Hidden by Sean Carroll

How to Read Nature: An Expert’s Guide to Discovering the Outdoors You Never Noticed by Qarie Marshall

Helgoland: Making Sense of the Quantum Revolution by Carlo Rovelli

The World According to Physics by Jim Al-Khalili

How Not To Kill Yourself: A Portrait of the Suicidal Mind by Clancy Martin

How Far the Light Reaches: A Life in Ten Sea Creatures by Sabrina Imbler

A Series of Fortunate Events: Chance and the Making of the Planet by Sean B. Carroll

Listen: On Music, Sound and Us by Michel Faber

The Art of Communicating by Thich Nhat Hanh

I am a Strange Loop by Douglas R. Hofstadter

Transgender Warriors: Making History from Joan of Arc to Dennis Rodman by Leslie Feinberg

Spectrums: Autistic Transgender People in Their Own Words by Maxfield Sparrow

All the Flowers Kneeling by Paul Tran

Supporting Transgender Autistic Youth and Adults by Finn V. Gratton, LMFT, LPCC

Nisa by Marjorie Shostak

Determined: A Science of Life Without Free Will by Robert M. Sapolsky

21 Lessons for the 21st History by Yuval Harrari

The Book Of Secrets by Deepak Chopra

The Joy of Science by Jim Al-Khalili

The Rock Warriors Way by Arno IIgner

The Pursuit of Endurance by Jennifer Pharr Davis

Quantum Mechanics, Technology, Consciousness and the Multiverse by Martin Ettington

Born to Run by Christopher McDougall

Connecting with the Autism Spectrum by Casey “Remrov” Vormer

Light Falls: Space, Time, and an Obsession with Einstein by Brian Greene

A Walk In the Woods by Bill Bryson

10 Days in Physics that Shook the World by Brian Clegg

On Being a Therapist by Jeffrey Kottler

Atlas of the Heart: Mapping Meaningful Connection and the language of the human experience by Brene Brown

What do you really want? By Cayla Craft

The Peaceful Warrior by Dan Millman

How to Write an Autobiographical Novel by Alexander Chee

Chemistry for Breakfast by Dr. Mai Thi Nguyen-Kim

The Creative Act: A Way of Being by Rick Rubin

A Molecule Away from Madness by Sara Manning Peskin

Quantum Wonder: How the Tiny Drives Our Immense Reality by Carl AL-Khalili

Building a Life Worth Living by Marsha Linehan

How to Know a Person: The Art of Seeing Others Deeply by David Brooks

Speed Reading by Kam Knight

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DBT Made Simple: A Step-by-Step Guide to Dialectical Behavior Therapy by Sheri Van Dijk MSW

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CBT Workbook: 7 Strategies to Overcome Anxiety, Depression, Anger, Panic, Worry, Intrusive Thoughts by Mind Change Academy

Dialectical Behavior Therapy: A comprehensive guide to DBT and using Behavior Therapy to Manage Borderline Personality Disorder by Christopher Rance

Somatic Psychotherapy: A Comprehensive Guide to Theoretical and Practical Considerations by Hale Boyd

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The God Equation by Michio Kaku

Dialectical Behavior Therapy by Cindy Crosby

Brief Answers to the Big Questions by Stephen Hawking

Quantum: A Guide for the Perplexed by Jim Al-Khalili

Zen and the Art of Saving the Planet by Thich Nhat Hanh

Einstein in Time and Space: A Life in 99 Particles by Samuel Graydon

Reality is Not What It Seems by Carlo Rovelli

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A Brief History of Intelligence by Max Bennett

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Still the Mind by Alan Watts

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Drink? The New Science of Alcohol and your Health by Professor David Nutt

Unique: The New Science of Human Individuality by David Linden

Psychedelics by Professor David Nutt

What do you need? By Lauren Wesley Wilson

Can’t Hurt Me by David Goggins

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How Humans Evolved by Robert Boyd and Joan Silk

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The Tao of Running by Gary Dudney

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Parallel Worlds: A Journey through Creation, Higher Dimensions and the Future of the Cosmos by Michio Kaku

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Quantum Entanglement by Jed Brody

Relationships by Ram Dass

The Way of Zen by Alan Watts

Ultimate Confidence by Ralf Aabot

101 Essays that will Change the Way You Think by Brianna Wiest

The Science of Happiness by Brendan Kelly

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Know that I Am by Eckhart Tolle

Girls Like Us by Sheila Weller

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The Best American Essays 2022 by Alexander Chee & Robert Atwan

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We Will be Jaguars by Nemonte Nenquimo

The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron

Rising Strong: How the Ability to Reset Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead by Brene Brown

Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott

The War of Art by Steven Pressfield

List of Books I Consumed in 2023:

The Last climb by David Breashears, Audrey Selkeld, and Audry Salkend

What is Life by Schrodinger

A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking

Beyond Feeling: A Guide to Critical Thinking by Vincent Ryan Ruggiero

Furniture by Kevin Sheetz

A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson

Relativity by Albert Einstein

Tao Te Ching by Lao Tzu

An Immense World by Ed Yong

Quantum Supremacy by Michio Kaku

White Holes by Carlo Rovelli

A Separate Reality by Carlos Castaneda

Outlive by Peter Attia

Until the End of Time by Brian Greene

Tribe by Sebastian Junger

Ghosts of Everest by Jochen Hemmleb

Attached by Amir Levine and Rachel Heller

Mind and Matter by Schrodinger

Wired for Love by Stan Tatkin

Grit by Angela Duckworth

The Subtle Art of Not Giving a fuck by Mark Manson

Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka

The Ethical Slut by Janet Hardy and Dossie Easton

Meditations by Marcus Aurelius

The Power of Myth by Joseph Campbell

The Fabric of the Cosmos by Brian Greene

The Body Keeps the Score by Bessel Van Der Kolk

Committed by Elizabeth Gilbert

Homo Deus Summary a Brief History of Tomorrow by Yuval Harari

Alone on the Wall by Alex Honnold

Why we Believe in God (s): A Concise Guide to the Science of Faith by J. Anderson Thomson

Physics and Philosophy: The Revolution of Modern Science by Werner Heisenberg

The Tao of Physics by Fritjof Chopra

Sacred Woman by Queen Afja

Everest: The West Ridge by Thomas Hornbein

Tracks by Robyn Davidson

The Ink Dark Moon by Ono no Komachi and Izumi Shikoku

Einstein by Walter Isaacson

Learned Optimism by Martin Seligman

[multifandomthoughts]

GN Reader

Tw: Canon typical shenanigans, grave robbing, mentions of death and corpses

“Medic, we can’t be doing this! It’s not ethical or legal!” Your voice trembles as you follow the doctor down a secluded dirt path. “And when has that ever stopped me? Those qualms aside, I am in the pursuit of scientific advancement, you know that. You can’t believe you’re actually going along with one of his schemes.

There was a tendency you had to stay up late, but you had been methodical in your efforts to stay away from medic during these periods. His mind was the most unstable, most creative. And often was in need of companionship in order to carry out whatever experiments or other activities he had going on in the dark of the night.

He had caught you red handed. Sneaking a drink out of the shared fridge, the door creaking open alerted him to your presence. “Oh, there you are…” He growls.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

You can tell by the tone of his voice that he has some sort of shit-eating grin on his face, and that only means one thing. He was going to persuade force you to help him with whatever dastardly plot he has going on.

Before you can even respond to his comment, you drop your drink and try to sprint past him. He grips your shirt and with that same devilish smile, he shakes his head. “Now now…you’re going to help me with my experiment whether you like it or not.”

An hour later, all you’d managed to do was grow increasingly hoarse as you kept futilely protesting the whole way to your dark, unknown destination. You stumble, tripping multiple times over what seem to be tree roots and rocks. But, not knowing where you are, and the fact that fog has begun to set, distorts your vision heavily.

“Yes, yes! We are almost there, Schatz.” Medic says, his grin spreading ear to ear and his voice sounding like a giddy school boy. “Medic, where exactly are we going?” You question timidly. “Why, we’re going to the cemetery of course! I needed new specimens for my studies, and Miss Pauling refused to give me the bodies of the people we killed, so I had to resort to….drastic measures.”

Your stomach is now in your throat and your skin goes pale. You knew you were doing something unethical, but you didn’t know how unethical. Your footsteps slow, but don’t stop as you have nowhere to go, Medic was the one who drove you here.

As if he had eyes on the back of his head, he mumbled: “We’re not using fresh corpses you know…” Upon hearing that you spat “How does that make it any better?” “Well, I’m trying to run some tissue decomposition analysis so I can see how long it takes, and how I can potentially speed up the process.”

The gears turn in your head as you realize what he’s getting at. Your jaw drops as you look over at him. “Medic! That makes things worse!” Looking back at you, Medic gives you a sheepish grin. Or what could be described as a sheepish grin if he wasn’t absolutely unashamed of what he’s doing.

You continue to follow him as you have no way to get out of there, he did drive you there. Sighing, you know that no matter what you do, you can’t dissuade him from what he’s doing. He practically has no morals, so any way to change this would be moot. “Ah, here we are.” He comments, arriving at a relatively old grave.

It wasn’t by much, but it made you feel a little bit better that you weren’t disturbing a freshly dug grave. You can’t help but feel a bit on edge as you begin to dig, not wanting to destroy the remains. For what seems like forever, you uncover dirt and remove it from the grave. Finally, you come upon something as the shovel makes a “thunk.” noise, causing you to jump a bit. Beginning to panic, you remove the rest of the dirt, trying to see what you hit. The noise you had caused turned out to be a coffin, which relieves you greatly.

“Oh, what do we have here, hmm?” Medic mutters as he stops his digging, wandering over to you. He eyes the coffin devilishly, eager to open it up and see what’s inside. With a subtle nod, you both kneel down and open up the body’s final resting place. To your relief, it was only bones. Even though it was a relatively old grave, you weren’t quite sure what you were going to see.

With a rather giddy sound, Medic begins to appraise the skeleton, seeing if the specimen is up to his specifications. Gleefully, he decides that he can use the bones, and begins to pocket them. Within the next few hours, the cycle rinses and repeats. Sometimes you didn’t find anything, sometimes the body wasn’t up to his standards and sometimes it was perfect.

“Now that we have all the specimens we need…” Medic states calmly “You won’t ever have to do this again. I’m quite aware that this frightens and disturbs others, but I figured that since you were around when I needed you, you would comply like a good little assistant.”

Fidgeting with your hands, you begin to speak up. “No, I.…I actually loved it. At first it terrified me, as it would anyone, but as I got into the swing of things, it felt nice to actually spend time with you, get to know you better, even crack jokes with you. But next time, I’d prefer a heads up of what you’re going to be doing instead of forcefully dragging me along.”

And in that moment, you saw something incredibly rare from Medic: a genuine heartfelt smile. “My friend, that pleases me to no end to hear you say that…some people don’t exactly enjoy my company due to the reasons you stated before…but to hear you say you enjoyed it, makes my heart soar. And I promise that next time I will ask for your consent for these little excursions, alright?” Medic states, holding out his hand for a shake.

Taking his hand, you give it a firm shake before letting it linger a little longer that normal. And with that, you follow Medic into the night, ready for the next new adventure.

[lick-me-lennon22]

How they help you through mental health struggles

(this is one of two prompts suggested by a particular anon 💞 keep an eye out for your other request soon!! hope you all enjoy this read)

John

John starts the days by ringing your house/flat to see how you're doing and to hear your voice

he'll try his damndest to talk you through panic attacks or depressive episodes, drawing from his personal experiences with inner turmoil

he'd be the type to research more alternative and obscure forms of treatment, such as primal therapy or hypnotherapy

he's willing to accompany you to these sessions if you'd like, overcoming his defensive and guarded ways in an effort to support you

helping you through your struggles opens his mind to seeking therapy and practicing healthy habits in his own life

he often invites you out for walks to get some vitamin D or over to his place in the evenings to listen to music together

even on days when he's entrenched in his own troubles John still finds the time to do small things to show his love for you, like fixing you tea just the way you like it or grabbing you a treat from the corner store

Paul

Paul feels an intense need to do whatever he can to "fix" the way you're feeling

it's just the way his mind works when a situation is out of his control

because of this he's more hands-on in his support, offering to help you with daily tasks like grocery shopping, washing up, or picking up medications

he helps you to stay organized and prioritize tasks to keep you from feeling overwhelmed

he'll walk you through more mentally draining responsibilities such as cleaning/rearranging your living space or budgeting

Paul just wants to take care of everything for his beloved partner

he will gently encourage you to engage in whichever form of therapy you feel most drawn to

you find that he shows his support in other small but thoughtful gestures, like surprising you with your favorite meal or a brand new plush

George

George shows his support by creating a sacred space in his home for you, dedicated to relaxation and recharging following social events or particularly rough days

he furnishes this room with comfy cushions and dimming drapes, always burning incense and playing calming music to soothe you

he tries to gently guide you towards mindfulness practices and encourages you to find solace in nature

he's inclined to suggest pursuing alternative therapies such as reiki and aromatherapy (especially if you don't resonate with traditional talk therapy), favoring holistic approaches to healing the mind, body, and spirit

George will begin a collaborative journal where you can both write out your thoughts and feelings, creating a sense of connection and shared experience

he also buys you a small potted plant/flower as a gift and physical representation of your progress and personal growth

he invites you to join him for stargazing sessions in the evenings, laying out an intricately patterned blanket in the backyard so you can admire the night sky together

Ringo

Ringo transforms his home into a haven for you, removing any potential stressors/triggers and creating a calm and comfortable atmosphere for you to unwind in

he'll play fun board games, dance with you, and invite you to try out new hobbies with him as a way to foster connection in your day-to-day interactions

occasionally, he will plan low-pressure social activities to help reduce feelings of isolation

Ringo would help you research treatment options and create a support network so you never feel alone in your struggles

he'll work with you to set achievable goals and celebrate every one of your accomplishments, no matter how small they may seem to you

he allows you open access to his drum set so you can release any anger or anxiety you may be harboring in a healthy and engaging way

he wants to be your rock and act as a pillar of love and encouragement in your life

he's curated a comfort box for you, filled with things to bring you joy and ground you such as photos, fragrances, plushes, and calming sensory items

[menlove]

Hey have you read any good McLennon fix-its

OH BOY HAVE I. i love mclennon fix-its they genuinely heal my soul & they're for sure my favorite i'm ngl. here we gooooo. just pulling from my bookmarks in no particular order...

favorites have a 💖 next to them!

blood on the tracks by mynamesbetty

gen-mature. 66k modern au, 11 part series, eventual fix-it. He was a grown man, a rock star, richer than Croesus, emotionally stable, and more than capable of handling a surprise visit from his ex-husband. Paul married John when he was eighteen and divorced him at twenty-nine. Two years later, John pays Paul a visit.

'til touchdown brings me round again to find by wardo_weditit

explicit. 12k. It was one thing when he was doing this for Elton—yeah, because of a bet, but mostly because Elton is his friend and he wants to support him. It was just a one-off thing that seemed like it could be fun, or cool, or maybe even memorable. But now, if Paul’s going to be there, it takes on a hell of a lot more meaning because that’s the way it goes, that’s what things with Paul always do. Or, Paul comes to see John's surprise appearance at Elton's show, and grand gestures abound.

here you come again by harmonising

mature. 16k. (take this one w a grain of salt i can't remember if it's a full fix it? but well. john's alive, so) 1982. John comes back to England. He and Paul spend a weekend together.

Grow Old With Me by inherownwrite 💖

explicit. 8k. Paul breaks his arm, and John panics.

and when broken bodies are washed ashore (who am i to ask for more) by wardo_wedidit 💖

mature. 39k. “Jesus, took you long enough,” John says, adjusting the duffle over his shoulder. “Thought I might be out here til morning at this rate.” For a second he wonders if he’s drunker than he thought, but no. As far as he can tell, it is still 1980, and he hasn’t seen or so much as spoken to John in ten years. Or, John comes to stay with Paul in Scotland to ride out the press storm of his divorce to Yoko, and Paul learns to stop running away.

i was a younger man then (now) (post hoc) by fingersfallingupwards 💖

mature. 27k. (i'm not kidding i think this one is my favorite ever mclennon fics. it's only 27k but it feels like an entire novel. this lives in my head rent free forever. this is my heartstopper or whatever the kids are saying) John’s twelve when a bloke appears from a flaming pie and says, “From this day forward you are Beatles with an ‘a.’” The bloke is Paul. Or: paul and john meet at all ages and eras and john is the time-traveler’s wife the way only john lennon can be

Stop all the clocks by javelinbk

mature. 30k. For the following kink meme prompt: ‘1967. After Brian dies, Paul decides not to go ahead with MMT, and takes John up to Scotland for a month instead.’ Also based on the following comment on said prompt: ‘pls someone let them fuck tenderly in 1967’

I Need My Love to Be Here by notgrungybitchin

explicit. 8k. After John gets his first panic attack in Hamburg, he starts to realize that Paul might be the only person who can bring him back to himself.

[raspberrysmoon]

wwhat's up with jane perkins?? 👀👀

YAYAYAYAYAYAY so first things first jane is very, very alive. she's a little fucked up from the crash but shes chillin.

jane is a therapist. petes therapist, specifically. she's the second outside person the three confide in about everything happening.

jane is both a rock and a bullet. shes a lot like ted, actually. she helps and harms the three. she doesnt understand whats happening to them, so she gives them bad advice on accident. she tells steph she has an eating disorder and should monitor her food intake as well as bpd, she tells pete he has ptsd and ocd, she tells grace she has autism (technically true but diagnosed for the wrong reasons) and ocd. but she also teaches them how to deal with intrusive thoughts and how to handle panic attacks. she does good and bad.

she's also a rock for brooke, who isn't her patient. she's a mom figure for brooke just as tom is a dad. thats. mostly unimportant tho it just brings me joy.

she's also got the worst of pokeys anger a lot of time. shes a plaything for him, similar to paul in canon. he just likes her. so she has a LOT of problems stemming from him. she's profoundly deaf, has issues with her voice, cant recognize or remember voices, shes completely tone deaf and will never hit a good note in anything, shes really clumsy, and her legs joints (knees esp) are BAD

shes just. so so interesting and so so important to the story idk. i have SO much to say on her i genuinely could go on and type for hours rn

[fefesoutsiderstuff]

Soc September 2024 - Autistic Cherry :D

Submitting for @socseptember

"What have we done?" Cherry asked no one in particular, staring at the fountain. It was at that exact location Bob Sheldon - her boyfriend - ex? - had been fatally stabbed. And she couldn't stop looking. Why wasn't there any police tape? Why did this happen? Why did Bob drink, why couldn't she handle the crowded drive-in like everyone else, what did having her hands squeezed do that made it all quieter, what did everyone else want from her?

"We were only having fun," Paul said miserably.

Cherry wasn't good at detecting lies, but she could say with absolute certainty that that was bullshit. "You were only having fun?" she asked incredulously.

"We were only having fun. Just hanging out. Just horsin' 'round. Doin' what we've always done."

Deep breath, deep breath. But instead, there was an indignant squeak. "Fun? A five-on-two fight is fun? Drowning a fourteen-year-old boy is fun? And what did you expect? Johnny got jumped a week ago, and guess who did it!"

"Bob went crazy when he saw you with that greaser kid," Paul... growled? It wasn't really growly, but if it had sounded like it hurt his throat, it would have been. "You held his hand at the concession stand."

Cherry backed away as her friends - they were still her friends, right? They couldn't stop being her friends without saying so, right? - approached her threateningly and the cacophony of reprimanding began.

Loud. Too loud. Too loud. Oh, fuck-

And then it hit her. Way too late as she was now hunched forward with her hands over her ears being yelled at to look at them and explain herself and all those things she couldn't do.

"Are you all... mad at me?"

Pause.

"Are you out of your mind?" Beverly yelled. "Yes, we're mad! How did it take you that long to figure it out?" she screamed as Cherry stared at the ground, stifling sobs. "Bob wasn't jealous! You can't hold someone else's hand! You of all people should know this with all your righteous indignation-"

"I can explain," Cherry whispered, not that anyone heard her. "I can explain. I can explain." The phrase lost meaning as she mumbled it to herself and, too tired and overwhelmed to maintain her facade, settled onto the ground, dropping Bob's letterman jacket behind herself.

And she rocked.

Back and forth, she shifted her weight, knees hugged against her chest.

It might have been freeing under different circumstances. But it wasn't. It was a terrifying feeling of helplessness and shame and fear.

Cherry was petrified.

Everyone was staring at her. But she was alone. And she always would be.

"Cherry, what the fuck is this?"

Oh, gosh, how could she ever explain this?

"Uh... what the fuck is what?" she asked. "Am I allowed to say fuck right now? Is that okay?"

"Why are you rocking back and forth like a crazy person?"

Cherry blinked. Then she cracked. Then she shattered. "I don't know!" she sobbed. "The world is too loud and everyone is doing fine but I'm not and I try, I really do, but sometimes, I just need a hand squeeze because drive-ins are too loud! And I don't like parties because they're loud and people-y and they mess up my routines and I always end up doing something wrong because what am I supposed to do? No one tells me these things! And now I broke up with my boyfriend and he got himself killed and everyone is screaming at me because I needed a squish! Is that too much to ask for? Is it too much to ask that after a whole thirty hours of pretending to be normal while having a panic attack, I get emotional support from the one person I felt safe enough to be myself around?"

She finally looked up and saw everyone staring at her. But she couldn't stop. "The entire time I've known any of you, I've been pretending. Because normal people are nothing like me. Normal people don't make nests around themselves in bed at night and sleep with their hands under their chins. And I only realized that after a sleepover with Marcia in third grade when she just flopped onto her side and went to sleep! Y'all don't stay up for half an hour writing stories in your head and scripting out responses for everything anyone could ever possibly say to you the following day! How?"

There was no response for a while.

Then Marcia dropped into the grass beside Cherry. "That's... why?"

"I think you're cool," Cherry whined between sobs. "And I wanted you to think I was cool. But I'm not. I'm a dork. I'm sorry you have to deal with this. You shouldn't have to. I'm just really tired so I can't pretend to be a functional human anymore. And I wore the bad socks today."

"The bad socks?" Beverly asked confusedly.

Marcia looked at Beverly and shook her head, whispering "Don't make her explain right now," before returning her attention to her distressed friend. "You wore the bad socks today?"

"I wore the bad socks today. I wanna crawl out of my own skin and become a cat. I don't like being a human. Humans are weird and complicated. Cats don't make themselves think they're having an allergic reaction without actually having an allergic reaction."

"No, they don't," Marcia said softly. "But cats also can't read."

"I wanna be a literate kitty cat."

"Okay, well, I'm sorry. I can't help you with that, but how about we take some deep breaths, okay? Breathe with me?" Marcia asked before taking a deep, exaggerated breath through her nose. "Good. Aaaand, out through the mouth."

A few moments went by. "I actually liked when Dallas brought up the cicada thing. Not like that, but I like information. He sounded really knowledgeable about bugs."

"He did?"

"Yeah."

Marcia nodded understandingly. "I bet you wanted to talk to him about sciencey things."

"I did. Thank goodness you told me to ignore him. Oh, wait, we're on the floor, what- this isn't correct. This isn't correct at all," Cherry rambled, struggling to her feet.

"You wanna get up? We can go home and you can talk to me about bugs?" Marcia asked, following suit and brushing off her dress.

"I don't know much about bugs, actually. But I do have an uncomfortable amount of knowledge surrounding the Middle Ages. Women weren't actually baby factories; virginity was the cool thing."

The rant continued for a while. Marcia listened patiently.

And for all the grief that weekend came with, Cherry felt a thousand times lighter than ever before.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Yap to me about this. Please yap to me about this. Comments. Questions. Concerns. Anything.

UPDATE: she has an rp blog now: @/cherryv

[rhapsodynew]

#classic rock news

#new music

A book with memorable graphics of legendary bands. It is being prepared for publication.

Only 500 copies – such a limited edition will be released the book “Rock Visions: Rock 'N' Roll Graphics From The Print Age”, which is a collection of memorable artifacts of twelve famous rock bands and performers of our time. In this list: Alice Cooper, David Bowie, Elton John, BAD COMPANY, JOURNEY, KISS, LED ZEPPELIN, PINK FLOYD, QUEEN, THE ROLLING STONES, STEVE MILLER BAND and THE WHO.

The book presents their graphic legacy – from original tour programs, backstage passes and concert tickets to T-shirts, posters and record covers.

🌧 It's time for November Rain. November will delight us with a lot of good music. Courtesy of UCR News

November 1st

• The Cure – Songs of a Lost World ❤️

• Elvis Costello – King of America and Other Realms (6CD box)

• T. Rex – Bolan Boogie: The Best of T. Rex (2CDs or 2LPs)

• Todd Rundgren – Arena

Warren Haynes [Allman Brothers Band] – Million Voices Whisper

• Weezer – Weezer (The Blue Album): 30th Anniversary Edition (3CD set) ❤️

November 8

• Beach Boys – The Beach Boys' Christmas Album

• Hawkwind – Doremi Fasol Latido (multiple format reissue, including 3CD/2Blu-ray deluxe box)

• Neil Young – On the Beach

• Paul Carrack [Squeeze / Mike + the Mechanics] – How Long Has This Been Going On?

• Pete Townshend [The Who] and Rachel Fuller – The Seeker ❤️

• Rick Wakeman – Yessonata

• Steve Perry [Journey] – The Season 3 ❤️

• Talking Heads, Talking Heads: 77 ( 3CD/Blu-ray или 4LP

• Widespread Panic – Hailbound Queen

15th of November

• Black Keys – Ohio Players (flying double act)

• Bryan Adams – Concert at the Royal Albert Hall in 2024 (3CD/1 bLue-ray box)

• Burton Cummings [Guess Who] – Some good moments

• Don Henley – Creating the Perfect Beast (original 40th Anniversary vinyl edition)

• George Harrison – Life in the Material World (original edition of the 50th anniversary vinyl record)

• Iron Maiden – The Mighty Slave (original edition of the vinyl record with zotrope for the 40th anniversary)

John Cale [Velvet Underground] – "The Academy is in Danger"; Paris, 1919: Luxury Remastered Edition (VP)

• Linkin Park – From Scratch ❤

November 22nd

• Allman Brothers Band – Final concert on 10/28/14 (3 CD sets) ❤️

• The Beatles – American albums of 1964 in mono format

• Kan–Kan lives in Kiel, 1977

Chicago, I live at 55

• Don Henley – I Can't Stand Still; Cass County (Multi-voice editions)

• The Doors – The Doors 1967-1971 (box of 6£) ❤️

• Judas Priest – Rock and Roll: the anniversary edition for the 50th anniversary (in English) ❤️

• Motley Crue – Dr. Feel Good: Deluxe edition for the 35th anniversary of the group (set of 3 CD) ❤️

• Neil Young – On the Beach (opposite)

• "Smashing Pumpkins" – Aghori Mhori Mei (VP)

• Marilyn Manson – "One Murder under God" ❤️

U2 – How to Disassemble an Atomic Bomb: 20th Anniversary reissue (CD; limited edition super deluxe 5CD or 8LP box; cassette); How to Disassemble an atomic Bomb: Re-assembly edition (extended digital edition)

• Van Zant [Lynyrd Skynyrd/.38 Special] – Always look up ❤

November 29th

• Eric Clapton – Crossroads Guitar Festival 2023 (4CD/2 bLue-ray set) ❤️

• John Wetton – Concentus: The John Wetton Live Collection, Volume 1 (10CD box)

• Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes – Concert at the Capitol Theater, Passaic, New Jersey - December 30, 1978 (series of 3 albums, including yellow marbled edition; Sovenoman Zandt)

• Status Quo - The Path to Glory (reissue in summary, including a limited section of "Autographed Vinyl Records")

• War - CD Collection 1977-1994 (set of 4 CDs)

• Wilco – Hot Sun Cool Shroud ("Cold Sun")

🤘 New U2 track

The song "Happiness" was written during the session for the Irish rockers' 2004 album "How to Disassemble an atomic Bomb" and was included in the new album "How to assemble an atomic Bomb again" along with the Wound inspired songs "Rural Mile" and "Your Photo (X + W)"

The upcoming album will include new, previously unreleased songs found in the session archives of the original album. It will be released on November 22 in the room with the main version of "How to disassemble an atomic Bomb"

Tool Group announces the first ever all-inclusive "Live In The Sand" festival featuring Primus, Mastodon and others

Festification and Tool are pleased to announce the holding of the first ever "Tool Live In The Sand" festival at the luxurious five-star Hard Rock Hotel & Casino and Royalton Resort in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic, from March 7-9, 2025. "Tool Live In The Sand" will bring Tool fans from all over the world to the island

At this unique event, which will be headlined by Tool. There will be two nights featuring some of the most iconic and influential rock bands in the world, including Primus, Mastodon, Eagles Of Death Metal and Coheed And Cambria. The stars also include King's X, Fishbone, Wheel, Cky, Moonwalker, and longtime Tool collaborators Alex Gray and Allison Gray join as special guests.

Scorpions announce a concert in honor of the band's 60th anniversary in their hometown with Judas Priest

The legends of German hard rock Scorpions will celebrate their 60th anniversary on stage with a big concert in their hometown

The "60th Anniversary — Homecoming" event will take place on July 5, 2025 at the Heinz von Heiden Arena in Hanover and will include performances by special guests, including Judas Priest

Recall that as part of the celebration of their 60th anniversary, the legends of German rock will also visit Las Vegas

THE NEW CONCERT ALBUM TEARS FOR FEARS

Songs for a Nervous Planet is a live album that includes four new studio tracks, as well as live recordings by Tears For Fears during the tour and in their best moments. The album includes live versions of such hits as "Shout", "Head Over Heels", "Everybody Wants To Rule The World", "Mad World" and others. Covering all periods of the band's existence from The Hurting to The Tipping Point and beyond, this album will take you on an incomparable sonic journey, which is the Tears For Fears concert and their career to date

[faghubby]

Bridemaid to slut

Read part 1 first. After agreeing to take my sisters place as a bridesmaid at my scousins wedding. I let Patty transform me into a passable woman. But at the wedding my old nemesis Craig not only saw through my disguise he showed me my true place was on my knees sucking cock.

I laid in my bed, my body was sore, my legs hurt from wearing high heels. My throat was raw as I thought of sucking Craig cock. My ass hurt I reached back and touched my hole my fingers slipped in easily to my stretched ass. Despite all of this my dick was hard and throbbing. I got up and showered. I loved the sensation of my smooth legs as I ran my hands over them. I thought about Craig kissing me. What was wrong with me. I wasn't gay. But I couldn't get Craig out of my head. I sat naked on my bed my head wrapped in a towel. I searched my phone for information about dominant men. Reading articles trying to understand how I could want Craig so much. I didn't masterbate but teased myself so I stayed hard. There where links that lead to porn, gay porn. I found myself wanting to be a twink. Wanting Craig to take me. I stroked myself with two fingers. I tried to prolong the sensation stopping and starting. Before I could finish there was a knock on my bedroom door.

"Paul, are you up?" My mother called out I quickly wrapped a robe around myself. As my mom came in.

"How are you feeling?" She asked touching my forehead as she did when I was a child.

"Better thanks" I said.

"Well you missed a lovely wedding" she started. "And Patty seemed happy yesterday, she spent alot of time with your old friend Craig?" She smiled. As i tried to hid from blushing. Mom started to pick up my room as she talked.

"Mom, I will take care of that" I to.d her afraid she might find the satin dress on the floor of the closet.

"Okay, okay. I know your a grown man don't want your mom cramping your style" she said. Leaving me alone. I had lost my erection with mom in the room. I wished I had a pair of clean panties to wear. I snuck into Patty's room and found a sexy green thong. I slid them on and snuck back to finish getting dressed. When I came downstairs. My mother loomed at me strange then shook it off. I figured she had noticed my arch eyebrows.

"What?" I asked

"Nothing just forget how much you and Patty look alike" she said cupping my face. Did she know? What would she do? But she just went back to whatever she had been doing.

The next few days I spent alot of time wondering about what had happened, what I wanted to happen again. I found myself shaving off the stubble on my body that started to appear. I also found myself checking out my friends. Wondering how big their cocks where. Was I gay? Then Patty came home. I picked her up at the airport.

"So Craig called me" she smiled as she hugged me.

"Really, why?" I said nervously.

"OH we both know why" she laughed.

"It was just an innocent misunderstanding" I stuttered.

"You just happened to slip into bed and fall on his cock" Patty laughed. Obviously Craig had told her everything. She asked a hundred questions. I found myself telling her everything hoping it would help me understand it as well.

"You're wearing my panties right now?" She smiled. I just nodded.

"Craig wants your number, so he can see you again" Patty told me. "Do you want to see him again?"

"I don't know" I mumbled

"Did you like his big cock?" Patty asked. I smiled not wanting to admit it but unable to hide it either. She called Craig.

"OH yes, she has it bad" Patty said into the phone. "I get her all pretty for you" "well we can talk about that at another time" she hung up. I had only heard one side but I was rock hard as I drove.

Patty gave me directions and we pulled into a diner. We sat at a table and before we could even order I saw Craig walk in. My mouth went dry and panic set in. He came over and sat next to me. As he slid in he grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. With a look I knew not to move it.

I looked around in panic wondering if anyone else had noticed to see Patty trying not to laugh. Craig and Patty talked ignoring me. Even though I was practically sitting on Craig's lap. Craig turned and whispered in my ear.

"You need it don't you?" I swallowed hard and couldn't look at him. Patty grabbed my car keys off the table.

"So you will make sure she gets home?" Patty said to Craig.

"Of course" he told her as I watched Patty leave.

"You are going to get up and walked to my car." Craig said paying for the coffee as I did. I stood at the passenger door waiting for him. He walked out and opened my door for me. Then got in himself. Before he started the car he grabbed my hair and pulled me to his crotch. People where walking past the car. And people in the diner could see. As he grabbed my ass.

"We are not moving till you take it out and suck on it" he told me. I fumbled with his jeans and pulled out his cock as he started the car. I slipped it in my mouth.

"You been practicing?" He laughed. As he drove. He pulled into some kind of state park. And parked. He had me get out of the car. There where several other cars in the parking lot. When Craig had me get out. He walked me behind the car. He unbuttoned my shorts. He smiled when he saw the flash of pink panties I had on.

"Take off your shorts and bend over the car" he told me.

"Please not here" I begged. He grabbed my balls

"Take off all your clothes and bend over the fucking trunk" he told me. Shaking I took off my shirt and shorts. He flipped me around and bent me over the trunk and bulled my panties down. He had lube in his pocket he squeezed into my ass. I felt his hard cock press against my hole. As it popped in I wanted to cry out but didn't. He fucked me hard and fast. Right there. I didn't even care if anyone saw as he worked his cock in and out I needed this. It had not been just a thing that happened I needed him. I needed to be taken.

Craig would slap my ass or grab my chest as he fucked me. I wanted him to do it all the more he took the more I wanted him too. He pulled out and came all over my ass. I pulled my panties up.

"Get in the car" Craig said as he threw my clothes in the trunk. I hurried and tried to hide as he drove back to the highway. It had all left me drained and I fell asleep as Craig drove. I woke to Craig Carrington me into a house.

"Shh don't worry, you can suck my cock again" he told me. Laying me down on the couch. He stood over me. I understood and pulled his cock back out. As I started to suck his cock. Someone walked in the room. I went to stop bit Craig held me in place.

"Hey bro, you remember that slut Patty." Craig said.

"Yeah" the other man said excited

"This is her little brother" he laughed.

"Really?" The other voice was close now.

"Suck my friends cock" Craig said pulling my hair. I looked over and saw another cock as it was forced in my mouth.

"Yeah bitch suck my cock" he said and grabbed my hair forcing it down my throat. I felt like I would die. He only lasted a few minutes before he filled my mouth with cum. Gagging and spitting as he pulled out. Before I even recovered He pulled my hair making me stand. Craig came up behind me. He showed me a metal hook looking thing. Then pushed it into my ass. He pulled it up I had to stand on my tiptoes. He released it and bound my hands behind my back and attached the rope it to the hook.

"You like being used, being my play thing" Craig said. "Just like your sister" he laughed he smacked my ass. Making the hook jump in my ass.

"You made me hard again slut!" He pushed me back to my knees.

"Hold this Brian" he said and I felt my arms pulled up forcing the hook tight into my ass.

"I bet this bitch would suck off the whole team" Brian said.

"Would you cunt, would you suck off the whole baseball team. Let them use you?" Craig said.

"He may need his sister to help" Brian said. I just kept sucking Craig. The more they talked the more I wanted to. I needed his cock.

"Now swallow" Craig said pulling out alittle. So I could catch it all in my mouth. I swallowed as fast and hard as I could.

I managed to swallow all of his seed.

"Such a good bitch" Craig said he helped me back to my feet. He put a collar around my neck with a leash and led me back to his car.i was still only wearing the pink panties now stained with wet spots that had dried. There was also dry cum on my face and chest.

"Come on I take you home to your mommy and daddy" Craig told me. I started to cry.

"What cunt doesn't want to go home?" He asked.

"Please not like this" he begged.

"Well I guess if you swore to be my little slut I guess I could let you get cleaned up" Craig told me. I shook my head in agreement

"Yes, please anything" I begged. He led me back inside. And let me shower he didn't untie me. Instead he washed me.

"Brian loves when girls lick his ass. You should thank him before I take you home." He told me as he dressed me in a skirt and belly shirt. My arms still tied. As Craig led me back out.

"Brian, would you like me to lick your ass?" I asked shyly.

"OH darling that's nice of you to ask maybe next time" he said Craig led me to the car.

"I am empressed you did wonderful" he leaned in and kissed me. Then drove me home. Being in the short skirt and shirt was maybe slightly better then just panties but I didn't say a word.

"You're going to answer everytime I call you. No matter what time. You will be ready to make me happy" Craig told me.

"You want this, you always have" Craig told me. He reached over and rubbed my penis between his fingers.

"I may help you with this, but that will be between us. Understand?" He said cupping my balls as he drove.

"yes" i said scared but also excited. He continued to tease my penis as he drove but stopped if I became to excited. When we got close to my house he called Patty.

"Paulie needs a ride, and prehaps some clean clothes" he said as they arranged where to meet.

Patty laughed out loud when she saw me. Craig untied me. And I changed into the clothes Patty bought me in the back of the car. I noticed she had bought me a thong instead of boy underwear. Patty and Craig talked before Patty got back in the car. And drove me home.

"Brian too?" She laughed.

"Patty, did you. I mean he likes. Does things" I stumbled thru the words.

"Yes, he helped me to be a slut, to learn my place." Patty told me. "He doesn't make you things, he helps you know what you want him to do to you" Patty continued she was obviously aroused at what she said.

"I don't think I am gay. I like woman." I stated.

"I think he showed you that you want to be a slut, to men or woman" Patty told me.

"He will continue to push to see how far you will go" Patty warned me.

"How far did he push you?" I asked not sure I wanted to know but felt I had to. Patty paused.

"I let 6 men have me" Patty said a bit ashamed.

"Like a gang bang?" I asked yes. "Craig was my first and two months later 6 boys took turns" Patty explained.

"Now he took your virgin ass, maybe he is reliving it" Patty smiled. As we pulled in the driveway.

"You can stop it if you want, he won't hurt you. He wants you to submit. He wants you to want it" Patty explained.

"I think I want it" I told her.

"I know, or you wouldn't of let it go as far" Patty smiled. She went in the house to her room. I went to talk to her but heard her masterbating thru the door. I went and texted Craig.

"Can I masterbate" I texted.

"No, slut it is good you asked. But no not until I say" he responded.

"Get dressed up like my slut, and send me pics" he told me. I asked Patty for help later that night. She helped me get dressed this time making me look like a slut. The skirt was so short you could see my panties.

"You are excited?" Patty asked confused.

"Yes" I said embarrassed.

"I just didn't realize you where ......small" she giggled.

She took pics. Even making me raise my skirt and show my panties.

"Slut did you like being bound" he asked

"Yes" I responded

"And sucking cock, swallowing cum"

"Yes"

"And your ass?"

"Yes I loved your big cock in my ass" I told him.

"ask Patty to come over and let me have her, if she does I will show you your true desires" I showed this text to Patty. She called him and even though it was after midnight she left and drove to hos house. A half hour away.

I fell asleep, in the morning I found a pic of Patty sucking Craig's cock. It was afternoon when Craig and Patty came walking in the house together. I was home alone. Craig walked straight up to me he wasted no time in removing my clothes. I was a bit self conscious being naked in front of Patty. She just laughed and went to her room. He deached out and rubbed my balls. I stepped closer to him.

"Don't cum" he whispered. I tried to think of anything else.

"Please" I wimpered

"No control" Maybe I should teach you control. He led me to my parents room. He removed his belt and took me over his knee.

"Bad girls get spanked. Are you a bad girl?" He asked

"No" I said afraid. Smack

"Don't lie, you are a dirty slut. You sucked Brian's cock" he said

"Yes" I whimpered. Smack

"Sluts are bad girls" he said

"Yes I am a bad girl" smack. Tears rolled down my face

"You are going to do whatever I want" smack

"Yes I will be a good girl for you" I cried

"I know you will, beg me to fuck you right here on your parents bed"

"Please, sir fuck me. Fuck me on my mommy's bed" I sniffled.

"Go find some of your mothers things, things she wears for your father would he be proud his son is becoming a bitch. " He let up and I found my mother's lingerie drawer. On top was a red lingerie set I couldn't imagine mom wearing it. It was a low cut bra, a thong, and a sheer robe. I put it on and went to show Craig.

He pulled me on the bed and had me on all fours.

"Bet your daddy had had your Mommy like this. He forced his lubed cock into my ass. "Now I am your Daddy" he told me. I couldn't take it and came all over my parents bed. I went to collapse but Craig held me and continued to fuck me like a madman. Craig came deep in my ass. As soon as he pulled out he left.

I laid on the bed until Patty came in "get up, you need to clean this up before mom gets home" she told me. Panicked I jumped up cum leaking from my ass down my leg. I ran around stripping my parents bed. I started the washer.

"Cute outfit you have to hand wash it tiny" Patty told me. I took it and washed it Patty just laughing as I ran around naked. Patty had remaid the bed. Only then did I realize I was naked and covered in cum in front of my sister.

"OH don't worry it's like we are sisters now" she laughed and left me to take a shower.

Craig continued to occupy my thoughts, he would text me at anytime having me rush to meet him. Even if it was just to tease me or expose me in some humiliating way. It had been several weeks when he told me to pack for a weekend away. Patty helped making sure I only packed lady things. She had assembled quite a slutty wardrobe for me. Including several pairs of high heels, my own makeup case, and tons of lingerie.

Craig picked me up, I was dressed in a micro skirt and a sports bra with 3 inch heels as he walked me to his car. We drove to a house about an hour away. He led me straight to the basement. Where he bound me to hooks in the ceiling.

"How much do you want this?" Craig asked. My dick straining to be contained in my tiny thong.

"It's all I think about" I said shaking not knowing what was coming. He pushed a dick shaped gag into my mouth. Then showed me a big butt plug. Which after a lot of lube and patience he managed to get into my ass. It hurt tears ran down my face. He then teased my nipples placing clamps on them. Before blindfolded me and left me alone. It seemed like hours. Before I heard someone coming. The plug was removed and replaced by a cock. The toy had so stretched my ass I couldn't even feel it. I felt his hot cum on my ass then he left. Over the next few hours this was repeated a dozen times. I heard nothing but grunts and moaned. I knew it was different men from their height and size. I had to pee so bad. When I was finally released. I looked up to see Craig I rushed to a bathroom at the top of the stairs. He waited outside the door. And removed my gag.

"The whole team has fucked you, now slut you're mine"

[modawg]

percy likes boy bands it’s like his guilty pleasure he likes other music too obv if someone hands him the aux he’ll put on some rock he used to bounce around his room to or a lot of radio music bc that’s what he grew up hearing but sometimes on the bus or if your sitting as close to him as annabeth gets to you can hear 5 seconds of summer blasting in his ear pods or you can hear a little of harry’s vocals from one direction

he just likes how up beat they are and it’s his like one childish thing he likes to hold onto

does early panic at the disco count as a boy band ? bc he listens to that too

also they’re normally so “i love this girl” toned which he can relate to a lot

annabeth loves it and sometimes when their home alone sally and paul having gone to grab some groceries or smth they’ll bounce around percy’s room dancing to *NSYNC until they get home

sally will go upstairs hearing music and a lot of commotion (a little nervous abt what she’ll see lmao) just to peak through the slightly ajar door to see percy red in the face laughing as annabeth shows him a dance move one of the apollo kids taught her when she was like 10