#scarem harem

[vivavidastudios]

Next member of the scare’em harem. Baya! The berry succubus!

Tried to drag me to hell when I died. She’s still trying her best, but she’s not the brightest.

[queenofthemasquerade]

Harem Scarem - No Justice

[misscatholmes]

365 Days of Music || 2024 || Harem Scarem - Hard to Love || 25 July 2024

[mikeladano]

Too Much Music? Grab A Stack of Mike's CD Collection Tonight!

How much music constitutes too much music?  This was a question I asked rhetorically during the recording of this 50 minute episode of Grab A Stack of Rock.  It is clear, whatever the number is, I have hit it and then some. We had an interesting show and tell tonight, including the below: Stir of Echoes, a 2008 band of Ray D’Auria’s (Mystique) A Harem Scarem box set A Max Webster box set A…

[videomessiah]

Harem Scarem - Blue

[themetalgodsmeltdownposts]

(The Metal Gods Meltdown)

[bavarois503]

Harem Scarem / Mood Swings

[theamericanpin-up]

Freeman Elliott - "I'm Just A Harem-Scarem" - October 1949 Artist's Sketch Pad Calendar Illustration - Brown & Bigelow Calendar Co. - American Pin-up Calendar Collection

[oswald-rabbit]

Harem Scarem (1928)

[pushingdaisies1]

𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝑰’𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆! - 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒕

♡ ︎♡ ︎♡ ︎𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵: “Travis Hackett x fem reader smut fluff. Travis has a hard day and the reader makes him dinner …. Which is her and you know the rest.” Authors note: Of course of course! MWAHAH my first smut/fluff on here , I’m ready to try this out. Also , thank you to the people who helped me with finding out the food portion of this lol ❥ You learned a lot of things about Travis Hackett in your relationship with him over the span of a good couple years together. He was one hell of a partner , and a people pleaser at heart truly. Any sort of dilemma or problem , he would or was made to fix. When the accident happened with Silas, he was made into a savior role of some sort once again.

He had to find a way to make it right like always. You could remember him coming back home after the mess at Harem Scarem. He wasn’t himself for a while , almost decomposing a way in your shared bed. You tried to talk to him , let him use you as a shoulder to cry on.

But he didn’t wanna burden you with everything , he needed to be alone. Only reason he got back out was from you pushing him and knowing work had to be done. It always made you snarl lightly whenever with his mother , I mean the nerve!

You tried to give her the benefit of the doubt once or twice , but day by day it genuinely made your heart sink more and more seeing him grow so tired. He was always so drained so frequently , working himself to the bone. The pressure he was under made your heart hurt tremendously. How she always barked him around like a dog.

You wanted to help , you really did want to. But that was a big fat no from him. You were the anchor to keep him grounded from his thoughts and the spiraling guilt. He couldn’t lose it , he couldn’t lose that just yet.

One day as Travis was out and you were free home alone , you cooked yourself some lunch. At the stove , the sound of the grease sizzling sparked a few ideas. You wanted to find other ways to release that pesky weight off his shoulders. Then and there it hit you , food was the answer! Tip to persuading your lover was very much (also getting to his heart) through his stomach. Especially when it came to any homemade food or anything that brought comfort to him. Had that sort of nostalgia kick he could ride on.

Your mind fell back on one conversation the two of you had. Where he mentioned a meal that always brightened his mood. It was a mash up of steak , mashed potatoes, and some good ole homemade four-cheese Mac and cheese. He always talked about how on bad days it would cheer him right up. It made you all start to think of a sort of plan to put in action. The oncoming day , by the time the sun was about to set. It was brushing early night , you were antsy waiting for Travis to arrive back home. Your mind numbed listening into the sizzling of the steak , mashed potatoes finished and off to the side. Oh were you a ball mixed of excitement and nervousness. You didn’t want to fuck up the gift to him at all. This had to be perfect.

What pulled you out of your thoughts once again was the creaking open of your front door. No one should be home . . . oh shit! “Honey I’m home!” Travis lightly announced as he hung up his coat. You could hear the movement of his boots turning into the direction of the kitchen. You skittered , making sure to use your back as a shield to cover the surprise waiting. Making sure to turn off the stove of course. “Hi darling! , how was work?” You welcomed him with a smile. “Normal as always . . . better to be back with you.” He huffed , resting his hands gently around your waste. You’d let out a small  *wheezy* chuckle , resting your hands this time around his collar bone. “Why thank you , such a charmer.” He’d let out his own chuckle , before trying to peek his head back behind you. “Oh whats that-” you though were able to block off the fresh stake from his view so he wouldnt get the full picture .. at least. “H- oh nothing nothing! You’ll just have to find that all out in a second.” you quickly suggested. He gave you a curious look , before it faded away into one of warmness. It was nice having fun quality time with his once in a while. “Right right… I’ll go wash up the reek of the outside world while you set up?” You snickered and gave him a nod in response. His smile grew even a tad bit more before kissing your cheek and making his way off to your two’s shared bedroom. You could even catch a faint “thank you.” under his breath as he made his exit. It didnt take so long for you to set up the food , and him to change into more comfortable attire. Everything was perfect , it all was as if you could have imagined. Just the two of you. Nothing interfering with the food , nothing involving his family's problem or the wolf plaguing Hackett's. Just the two of you , together , able to enjoy each others company. It was peace to your ears. You spent a majority of the night . . . just talking. About anything really , your day or his day. By the time you both had finish the food with a booming Travis , you two couldn't stop hearing about what the other had on their mind. It was rearing almost midnight at that point. Travis was going on , making light jabs at some of his family giving more and more for him to carry. His talk was stopped at you getting his attention with your chair skootching back. “Travis…honey.” , his response was his eyes darting from the table up towards you. Slowly your finger trailed the table as you made your way over towards him. “Why dont we change the subject a little.” your eyes softened as you now stood behind him. Your arms similar to earlier rested around his collar bone , lightly leaned on him. His eyes , oh so curious looked up. He matched your gaze , amused at what you wanted to ask. You trailed a finger , lining his jaw. “Your always so stressed , so pent up. Why dont I give you one . last . surprise.” Your use of words made him perk up a little , seeming even just more amused as the way your words curled. Your head lowered down , whispering in his ear. “Let me give you a dessert for tonight , you deserve it.” Those words just made him perk up even more. His eyes genuinely looked as if he was holding words back , words of sweetness. He was such putty in your hands. “I-” , “Use your big boy words~” , “ I- god ive missed you.” He finished off , his eyes even seemingly getting watery. Your smile curled up , reaching even more down to pepper his face with kisses. “Me too , me too. You deserve all of this.” that tone you even used making his cheeks go enriched with the warm feeling he was so fond with. Quickly he got up from his seat , not caring about the empty plates. Your lips collided with his , the two of you welcoming this prolonged make out sesh. It all became heavier and heavier , it sucked having to pull away for air. Yours and his steps made their way up towards your room , if not but a little stumbled. Your hands couldn't rest at slipping off any of his clothes , neither could he. Rearing up towards the door , you stopped in your tracks to affirm one more thing. You held his face , making one last remark. “Remember I’m taking care of you tonight , alrighty?” He made a joking huff , “Gladly - but could I get at least a little bit carried away….?” He made sure to make those puppy eyes , not serious at all. You snickered and so did he. “Meh , we can find that out later.” As you two proceeded inside. What a lovely dessert it was ♡  

[harmcityherald]

Seems I am writing Some of my own memoir Out of a joint In some ways. I find it very difficult to start at the very beginning of something and then plod through each and every thing that happens to bring you up to speed. I am more apt to write each day about things that happen whether it is out of joint out of time and yet I revisit the things that I think about and if I write about them then and there eventually I imagine I'm gonna have to put them all in a order. Bot Being that this is my 1st experience really trying to write such a large Unit, I am finding it difficult To not write it In out of time installments. Yes if I was making a movie I would just tell it harem scarem in such a way I guess just because of the way I remember it and the way I'm writing it and I'm such an inexperienced writer when you get right down to it.

I guess I remember my life Like slaughterhouse 5. Anyway just more random thoughts I'm headed for the garden and hopefully it won't rain on me... Anyway just a note to say I'm riding it and I'm making little tiny I'm writing it and I'm making little tiny progresses here and there But I'm Writing it out of order And I guess that that has something to do with the kind of writer I am in general. So I think it's odd and I guess it's some point I may shuffle them around and put them in order. But for right now I revisit each time Again and again To add a subtract or revise. I have some plans to get into the ground I will talk to you all later.

Ciao

[nikageeee]

Not me thinking about how the Harem Scarem fire possibly took place just before Travis’s 50th birthday.

Which should have been a big celebration. I doubt he’d have had much of a chance to celebrate.

Maybe Chris feels bad about the whole thing distracting from a special birthday. In an attempt to be good to his older brother he takes him for birthday beers every year. Things should have been different

[neeseeart]

Today's drawing music:

Harem Scarem - Self-titled (1991)

I firmly maintain that the 80s didn't end until 1994 and this album, like many early 90s hair and AOR records, is a testament to that

[jaybe11]

Harem Scarem *OFFICIAL* No Justice.mov

[mikeladano]

Too Much Music? Grab A Stack of Mike's CD Collection Tonight!

GRAB A STACK OF ROCK With Mike and the Mad Metal Man Episode 47:  Too Much Music? A must-watch for fans of Harem Scarem, Marillion, Deep Purple/Whitesnake, and the CD format! Trying something different tonight.  Regular viewers know the original concept of the show (courtesy of Uncle Meat) was to just “grab a stack of rock” and talk about it.  Strangely enough, we never really just grabbed a…

[videomessiah]

Thank you to both @thedrillerkiller and @radioblueheart for tagging me! I'm supposed to post 5 of my favourite songs, but since I've been tagged twice, I'll post 10 (sorry in advance for the long post):

Virgin Steele - Burn the Sun

2. Blue Murder - Ptolemy

3. Voivod - Slaughter in a Grave

4. Seduce - Love to Hate

5. Reverend - Scattered Wits

6. Lillian Axe - Innocence

7. Morbid Saint - Lock Up Your Children

8. Leatherwolf - The Calling

9. Malice - Sinister Double

10. Harem Scarem - No Justice

I will tag @neon-green-reagent, @terramosh, @spockvarietyhour, @pierppasolini, @fangtasticvamp, @jeanclaudevandammes, @entangledwarfare, @s-o-u-t-h-o-f-h-e-a-v-e-n-69, @classichorrorblog, @only-a-heartbeat-away and any other wonderful mutuals who might feel like doing this.