prelude!

Classical music blogs of tumblr (with working links)

Apologies to anyone I’ve missed out. If you’re not on the list and you want to be included, just shoot me a message. Please reblog directly from the source as I will be updating this list. Compiled by @in-the-key-of-f-major

General music urls/musical puns:

@crap-iccioso

@a-and-e-flat

@polymathic-polyphony

@the-alto-clef

@musicalshards

@tempo–tantrums

@dotted-half-note

@musicopsy

@coffeeandmusic

@thestrugglingmusician

@future-struggling-musician

@music-majorlife

@suffering-musician

@blissful-musician

@classical-crap

@classicalcarp

@carcrashstra

@shutupissimo

@the-versatile-composer

@cmusic4444

@gay-440 

@thestrugglesofamusicmajor 

@musicalmadness11

@allmusicmajorsdoiscry

@awkwardmusicmajor

@thelonecomposer

@tumorsandmusic

@contrabombarde32 

@doubleflopflat

@a-little-prelude

@operaboo

@treble-maker7

@nearly-perfect-fifth

@stillreadingthescore

@baroque-is-bae

@distantharmonies

@bbdiminished


Music key/key signature urls:

@you-had-me-at-f-sharp-major

@you-had-me-at-a-major

@in-the-key-of-f-major (me)

@four-flats

@f-sharp-major-official

@you-had-me-at-e-flat-major

@concerto-in-f-me-major

@sonata-in-g-major

@key-of-f-minor

@thisisthekeyofd

@twelvetonelesbian


Instrument urls (includes vocalists):

@a-screaming-flute

@oneyungflutist

@ironic-flute 

@soyouwanttoplaytheflute

@fortheloveofflute

@mellifluteous

@fandoms-and-flute

@flutenby 

@thefrivolousflutist

@wicked-flautist

@flutevoiceandroses  

@flutino-cockatiel

@awkward-bass-clarinetist

@saramcclarinet

@cuteclarinet

@clarinetgirl99

@clarinetcascade

@clarinetplayingpenguin

@clarinetfool

@a-horn-in-f

@omg-horns

@coffeeandcello

@peachesthecello

@fortheloveofcello

@dianathecellist

@cellopal22 

@soyoumusik

@chopain

@hatsunekoplaysbass

@oboe-is-love-oboe-is-life

@secretstradivarius

@voila-violas

@principal-violist

@loser-viola

@nerdy-viola-player

@itsaviolathing

@outoftuneviolist

@violapianolife

@violalife

@viola-ing

@thequietviola

@did-you-mean-viola

@its-not-a-big-violin

@back-to-bassics

@picc-me

@littletrumpetcat

@defiantviolin

@bassoonist-suffering

@soprano-lea

@soprano-and-the-alto-clef

@pianoedelstein

@theclosetpianist

@pianononsense

@noidonotplaypiano

@torturedpianist

@struggling-pianist

@the-pianoonist

@the-bookish-pianist

@tiredpianist

@pianoplayersara

@pianistical

@aaryn-plays-marimba

@musical-reed

@crazyharpist


Composer urls:

@tchaikovskify

@tchaibrosky

@moz-arent

@bachs-babe

@baby-come-bach

@franzschuberts

@chopain

@chopinliszt

@official-shostakovich

@mozart-and-mocha

@tchaikoffeeanddonuts

@tchaikovsgay

@beethoventhedragon

@cutie-tchaikovsky-pie

@shosta-bro-vich-is-my-name

@shosty-the-snowman

@leliana-sings-mozarts-requiem

@ludwigvangayythoven


Other urls (but post classical music stuff):

@gaycoffeelover

@stereotypical-jew

@weg-is-niet-weg

@leejeann

@emmasuoh

@stormlightheights

@lieutenant-jupiter

@lunietta

@maxopferkuch

@dreaminsailor

@squintybeast

curiousbecuriousblueram  asked:

HarryMort "It's the voices Harry, it has always been the voices."

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: Harrymort

Tags: DH Divergence, prelude to Harrymort, excessive use of Horcruxes, innuendos


Hissing. There was hissing everywhere. Harry had grown accustomed to the sounds after a while, but it didn’t mean that those hissed words did not have an effect on him.

The Locket was insistent, and just like Voldemort, incredibly obsessed with him.

He didn’t know what it was about him that made every piece of Voldemort react so powerfully. Sometimes it even scared him a little. He could remember the hunger in Tom Riddle’s eyes when they were in the chamber. He could clearly envision Voldemort’s triumphant, gleeful gaze when he could finally touch Harry. The hissed words of adoration that came from the Locket echoed even in his dreams. And another voice would croon to him in the darkness.

Tom Marvolo Riddle was addicted to him in a very unhealthy manner that went far beyond anything he could comprehend.

More hissing. Similar to the Locket, but also different. Higher in pitch and less clear. So strange.

“I don’t understand,” he sighed into the frigid winter air.

Harry.

He blinked and looked around. His name had been just a whisper, but someone had said it. And it wasn’t the Locket that remained like background noise.

Hello, again Harry,’ the voice continued. ’It has been so long since we’ve been face to face. I suppose this will have to do.

“Voldemort?” Harry inquired, incredulous.

Indeed,’ the voice in his head affirmed. ’You have the Dark Lord inside you, Harry. How does it feel?’

Before he could comment, a hiss much louder that anything the Locket had ever verbalized, echoed across his mind.

[MINE!]

{No! Mine!} another screamed.

He could feel Voldemort’s confusion through their odd link. ’What in Merlin’s name?’ the man said lowly.

((Ours!)) the two voices screamed.

[YOU CANNOT HAVE HIM EVEN IF YOU ARE JUST ANOTHER PIECE OF US! HE HAS BEEN MINE HIS ENTIRE LIFE!]

{He never knew of your existence! He wears me proudly.}

[NOT PROUDLY. YOU CLASH WITH HIS EYES ANYHOW.]

Voldemort remained silent while the two familiar voices escalated into a verbal war with barbs and threats of oblivion.

“What is going on?!” demanded Harry, a headache forming.

Voldemort’s distinctive hum made him shiver for reasons he didn’t understand. ‘This explains it,’ the Dark Lord murmured.

“Explains what? Why is this happening? It’s your fault, isn’t it?”

Oh, Harry,’ Voldemort said almost sweetly, ’-you need to catch up. We are much closer than you think.’

Harry looked around the snow covered forest, not seeing anything.

‘It’s the voices Harry, it has always been the voices. I knew there was something more back when you defied me over the Stone. And it has only since grown with you, becoming more with every passing year.’

He was still lost, though not as uncomfortable with Voldemort in his head as he used to be. And a stunning revelation came to him. He wasn’t in pain from it.

You are already used to Lord Voldemort being inside you, Harry,’ Voldemort practically purred. ’This will no longer affect you now that you have accepted it.’

“Accepted what?”

Soon, Harry. We shall see each other very soon. Lord Voldemort does not leave his possessions to rot.’

Was he talking about the Locket?

You are going to wish you had taken your Occlumency studies more seriously, Harry. You have subconsciously accepted your fate, and death is not what awaits you. No part of my soul would ever allow it.’

Those ominous words were what Voldemort left him with. Harry, strangely enough, was not scared.

He was… excited.

J/C Drabble #1 - Prelude

my first random J/C drabble.  no image to include here, because this one was inspired by one of @katesfire82‘s mental images.  credit to her and @jhelenoftrek for looking it over.  Helen also gave me the title.


Alone at last.

The ceremony had been heartfelt and beautiful, the gathering of their unique little family exciting and joyous.  The party was still going strong, but they had escaped to their haven, more than ready to spend the next three days indulging in shared solitude.

One by one, the fasteners came apart, nimble fingers tracing a path along her exposed spine as his lips caressed the nape of her neck, murmuring her name into her skin.  Leaning into his touch, she closed her eyes and reveled in the joy that this was only one of many nights to come.

3

Prim: So the three of us were going this thing for their work in San Myshuno, right? And we went to school there, so me and Prelude know all the cool spots, and I suggested-

Lily: Demanded, as I remember..

Prim: Anyways- I recommended the festival downtown, and there was a puddle on the ground so Prelude jokingly started to lay down his jacket to “protect my white flats” but Lily wasn’t paying attention-

Lily: Actually, I was on the phone with your mother, because you said the baby pain gave you too much of a migrane to talk on the phone-

Prim: And she bowled RIGHT into him and he fell face first in the mud and we had to… 

Ronan said, “I’m always straight.”
Adam replied, “Oh, man, that’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told.”

(The Raven Boys)

A+ observation Adam.

JUST ACCLIMATING MYSELF TO FEATURES so that I can draw them some more in the future. <3 Ronan gets more little head studies because I like…drew the big Adam and was like alright got that on the first try OK no more attempts necessary haha. 

Baby ravens are ugly little shits.


My actual art blog
My Check, Please! FanArt
My AFTG & TRC  FanArt

Classical music tumblr

Apologies to anyone I’ve missed out. If you’re not on the list and you want to be included, just shoot me a message. Please reblog directly from the source as I will be updating this list. Compiled by @in-the-key-of-f-major​.

General music urls/musical puns:

@crap-iccioso

@a-and-e-flat

@polymathic-polyphony

@the-alto-clef

@musicalshards

@tempo–tantrums

@dotted-half-note

@musicopsy

@coffeeandmusic

@thestrugglingmusician

@future-struggling-musician

@music-majorlife

@suffering-musician

@blissful-musician

@classical-crap

@classicalcarp

@carcrashstra

@shutupissimo

@the-versatile-composer

@cmusic4444

@gay-440

@thestrugglesofamusicmajor

@musicalmadness11

@allmusicmajorsdoiscry

@awkwardmusicmajor

@thelonecomposer

@tumorsandmusic

@contrabombarde32

@doubleflopflat

@a-little-prelude

@operaboo

@treble-maker7

@nearly-perfect-fifth

@stillreadingthescore

@baroque-is-bae


Music keys/key signatures:

@you-had-me-at-f-sharp-major

@you-had-me-at-a-major

@in-the-key-of-f-major (me)

@four-flats

@f-sharp-major-official

@you-had-me-at-e-flat-major

@concerto-in-f-me-major

@sonata-in-g-major

@key-of-f-minor

@thisisthekeyofd

@twelvetonelesbian


Instruments (includes vocalists):

@a-screaming-flute

@ironic-flute

@soyouwanttoplaytheflute

@fortheloveofflute

@mellifluteous

@flutenby

@thefrivolousflutist

@wicked-flautist

@flutevoiceandroses

@flutino-cockatiel

@awkward-bass-clarinetist

@saramcclarinet

@cuteclarinet

@clarinetgirl99

@clarinetcascade

@clarinetplayingpenguin

@clarinetfool

@a-horn-in-f

@omg-horns

@coffeeandcello

@peachesthecello

@fortheloveofcello

@dianathecellist

@cellopal22

@soyoumusik

@chopain

@hatsunekoplaysbass

@oboe-is-love-oboe-is-life

@secretstradivarius

@voila-violas

@principal-violist

@loser-viola

@nerdy-viola-player

@itsaviolathing

@outoftuneviolist

@violapianolife

@violalife

@viola-ing

@thequietviola

@did-you-mean-viola

@its-not-a-big-violin

@back-to-bassics

@picc-me

@littletrumpetcat

@defiantviolin

@bassoonist-suffering

@soprano-lea

@soprano-and-the-alto-clef

@pianoedelstein

@theclosetpianist

@pianononsense

@noidonotplaypiano

@torturedpianist

@struggling-pianist

@the-pianoonist

@the-bookish-pianist

@tiredpianist

@pianoplayersara

@pianistical

@aaryn-plays-marimba

@musical-reed

@crazyharpist


Composers:

@tchaikovskify

@tchaibrosky

@moz-arent

@bachs-babe

@baby-come-bach

@franzschuberts

@chopain

@chopinliszt

@official-shostakovich

@mozart-and-mocha

@tchaikoffeeanddonuts

@tchaikovsgay

@beethoventhedragon

@cutie-tchaikovsky-pie

@shosta-bro-vich-is-my-name

@shosty-the-snowman

@leliana-sings-mozarts-requiem

@ludwigvangayythoven


Other urls (but post classical music stuff):

@gaycoffeelover

@stereotypical-jew

@weg-is-niet-weg

@leejeann

@emmasuoh

@stormlightheights

@lieutenant-jupiter​

@lunietta​

anonymous asked:

Harrymort, "you will never die"

{PART 1

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: Harrymort

Tags: DH Divergence, prelude to Harrymort, excessive use of Horcruxes, Nagini


[WAKE UP! YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!]

{Normally I would tell you to ignore this buffoon, but this is one time where we are in agreement.}

Harry blinked away, not understanding what the strange voices in his head were talking about.

[VOLDEMORT HAS FOUND YOUR LOCATION AND WHILE YOU AND YOUR MUGGLEBORN FRIEND HAVE PUT UP SOME POWERFUL ENCHANTMENTS, HE WILL STOP AT NOTHING TO DESTROY THEM. IT IS BEST TO FLEE WHILE YOU CAN.]

“What?” Harry demanded, sitting up immediately in alarm.

“Harry?” Hermione asked from her cot. “Is everything alright?”

{Voldemort looked through your mind while you slept on. I couldn’t do anything to keep him out but I was able to deter him slightly. He doesn’t know the exact location, but the rough idea he has is enough for him to try uprooting the entire forest if it means getting to you faster.} 

[EXACTLY. AND HE IS VERY FIXATED ON GETTING TO YOU BEFORE ANYONE ELSE DOES.]

Harry launched himself off the bed. “Mione, we need to get out of here!”

“What? Why?”

“Voldemort.”

“Harry, you can’t say his name!”

He waved her off. If it automatically summoned him, he would have appeared the previous night while Harry sat among the trees outside. “Something happened, it doesn’t hurt anymore and he was saying weird things about death not being in my future anymore. He can enter my mind without hurting me and I don’t know how but he has a broad idea of where we are and we need to go.”

“Harry, I thought you were supposed to be keeping him out!” Hermione said as she waved a wand, stuffing everything loose into her small bag.

“I work best under assault,” he admitted. “My magic responds alongside my mind when attacked and I sort of get stronger so I can fight back. But he just slipped in easily so I guess my magic didn’t feel threatened. He said some odd things and the voices-”

Voices?!

He winced, realising that he didn’t tell her about that little piece of information. “I’ve been hearing voices. One is the Locket and the other is in my head. They don’t like Voldemort. They don’t want him to have me. They say that I’m ‘theirs’. I don’t understand what is going on, but they insist that we leave before he comes.”

Hermione sighed. “Never a dull moment with you, Harry.”

He gave a small but humourless laugh. “I suppose.”

“You’ll tell me more about these voices later on. For now, why does… Voldemort say that you won’t be dying?”

He shrugged. “Something about the voices and how he knew there was something about me even back in first year that has grown over the years, making us closer than I had thought. He said that I subconsciously accepted him being inside me, whatever that means, and that his intrusions won’t hurt anymore.”

Hermione’s pursed lips didn’t spell anything good for him.

“Let’s get out of here first. Then we can talk about this later.”


Voldemort paced his study, marveling over how well Harry Potter and his Granger had managed to hide directly under his nonexistent nose. They were only mere miles away from several outposts that he’d stationed many minions at. The two had been camping in the same forest for five days and none of the retrieval squads had found them.

Perhaps both were more adept at magic than he thought.

§Will I be getting any meat?§ Nagini asked, taking a portion of his attention for herself.

§Soon,§ he promised his precious snake. §Once I go and collect someone of mine. He has a habit of getting himself into danger on a frequent basis, my pet. I cannot afford for him to get hurt until I am absolutely certain of what I believe.§

First he just had to get Harry, and by extension his Locket. Everything would be fine then.

Everything would be right again.

“You will never die, Harry Potter,” Voldemort nearly hissed as he Dis-Apparated.


@curiousbecuriousblueram A continuation.