#tobias ay

[mozart2006]

Internationale Bachakademie Stuttgart - Monteverdi

Foto ©Holger Schneider Per il tradizionale Akademiekonzert prenatalizio, la Bachakademie Stuttgart ha scelto quest’ anno il Vespro della Beata Vergine di Monteverdi, Continue reading Internationale Bachakademie Stuttgart – Monteverdi

[aptal1balik]

Dudaklarının yana kıvrılmasını, dünyadaki hiç bir kahkahaya değişmeyeceğim adam...

[veaspo]

Dem proxies (and EJ) x reader that is so damn oblivious to their flirtations/advances

aye aye 🫡

PROXIES + ej X OBLIVIOUS!READER

MASKY // TIM WRIGHT

-> he gave you subtle hints that he liked you

-> you were smart so he thought you would've caught on quickly

-> you didnt catch on until brian brought it to your attention

-> you walked in his room asking him about it

-> he asked how you found out and you just mumbled a "brian"

HOODIE // BRIAN THOMAS

-> his advances never went unnoticed by the other proxies but you thought he was just clingy

-> brian would often hold your hand and you never minded it, he was your bestfriend after all

-> he honestly thought you caught on but just didn't say anything

-> just like in tims hcs, you didnt notice until someone told you

-> when you confronted him, he just said

-> "i thought you knew and just didn't like me back"

TICCI TOBY // TOBIAS ROGERS

-> he didnt even know he liked you or that he was sort of giving you hints until brian and tim asked

-> "do you like y/n?"

-> "what? why?"

-> tim would tell him all the things that made him and brian think that

-> brian would give toby tips on how to bag ya😛

-> it wasnt until toby accadentally blurted it out that he liked you that you got all his hints

EYELESS JACK // JACK NYRAS

-> dude deadass, he would not give you hints

-> he would plain out say "i like you, you know"

-> you thought he was just joking and playing with you

-> you liked him too and when you decided to give it a shot, he said

-> "did you miss it when i said i liked you or something"

-> you were in utter shock at the fact he was serious

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meow

[eliasgold20]

The Birth of Elijah

Jay was a young American. A scholar of history, he decided to take up a year at a university in London to better enrich himself in other cultures. Little did Jay know he had very little in common with the London youths. He was always on his laptop or with his nose in a book. He never drank. He never smoked. He was always finely dressed. His struggles were heightened by his roommate, a real "man's man" Tobias.

Every night Tobias would come home late, drunk and smelling of cigarettes. He would always turn on a soccer game and be loud till the earliest moments of the day, interrupting Jays studying. Some nights he would even bring all his friends, who would poke fun at Jay's appearance, accent, routine. They tried to tell him he just needed to get out in the city, which Jay always denied.

One day, while Tobias was away, Jay couldn't help but be taken aback by the gross smell in the twos room. The same smell of someone after they leave the schools fitness center. Then he saw it. Tobias had his stupid sweaty soccer jersey laid out on Jay's bed. Jay was furious, however, he couldn't help but resist the smell.

It was gross. He didn't *want* to like it, but he kinda did. Just as he was taking another wiff, Tobias immediately entered the room.

"well look what we have here bruv!" He chuckled

Jay threw the jersey down and tried to play it off, thankfully Tobias was alone.

"look Tobias you can't just leave your dirty clothes on my bed!" Jay tried to sway the conversation.

"relax bruv I get it. It's a sick jersey," Tobias says lighting up a cig. "And I tell you to quit callin me "Tobias" you ain't my motha, call me Toby"

"okay well, "Toby" we need to have a talk about this." Jay says flustered the smell of cigarettes getting to him. He felt a bit light headed in the moment

"yeah yeah boss let's talk about it," Toby pulled up a chair facing Jay. "Wanna cig?" he says pulling one out and lighting it for his roommate. Jay still light headed just responds with what he can

"yeah sure..." Jay says taking deep drags off the cig.

"look hay we gotta talk about this serious thing" Toby starts.

"finally thank you," Jay says glad Toby recognizes what's being said. He continues smoking liking the taste.

"you're ruining the vibe," Toby says to Jay's shock. "All you do is work, groan, and dress like a professor. Let loose bruv! Your a London boy now let's act like it!"

Jays thoughts are empty, all he can concentrate on are Tobys words.

"and this hair! It's too damn much Jay!" Toby says. "Here si' down, let ole toby take some clippers to it." Jay does as Toby wants, still unsure of what he was sad about. Before he knew it a second cigarette was in his mouth. Toby used the same clipper he uses for his buzzcuts on poor Jay, his think brunette locks falling onto his lap.

"how about a little color aye partner?" Toby insists

"yeah sure bruv," Jay says casually, sounding more and more like the boys he steers clear of. Over the next few hours, between having his hair clipped and bleached, Jay just stay focused on Toby talking about football. "Wasn't there a different name for it?" Jay pondered, but none could materialize.

"alright, you're looking fresh now bruh," Toby says kissing Jay on the cheek. Jay looked unrecognizable. His long blonde waves were now short pieces of bleach blonde hair. Toby was nice enough to keep a little curls on top.

"looks awesome bruv!" Toby says. "Now come on, We've got more work to do on you yet!" Toby says gathering everything together. "Here I picked this up for you, put it on and we'll head to the pub and meet the boys, big game on tonight."

Jay looked at the clothes, a bright gold pair of Adidas trackies and a Golden football jersey with a name on the back.

"it's for my team bruv, you'll play and hang with us now, it's for the best" Toby says. "I know what it's like living like you this will help you bruv, make you just like me!"

"Who is... Elijah?"

"that's you bruv." Toby says lighting his next consecutive cig. "Thought it'd be better to run over, now come on we got the game. And don't forget practice in the morning." Toby gives his roommate and soon to be boyfriend a slap on the arse. "And take these so you don't steal any more of mine you bum" he says handing Elijah a pack of Marlboro Gold cigarettes.

"aye thanks bruv!" Elijah says with a kiss. "Now come one we need good seats!" And just like that. Jay was dead, and the healthier, more popular Elijah came to be.

[transificationbeem]

what was tobias’ initial reaction to sev being trans? cuz obviously we see that they are now in a semi stable relationship where they watch out for each other’s addictions…

Hello!!!

There's a very subtle nod to this in chapter 13, but Tobias is actually queer himself in this fic! He's a bisexual man, which of course does not always guarantee acceptance, but Tobias was almost... relieved? This was (in comparison to magic) a normal kind of strange. It was a queerness he was capable of rationalizing (whereas doing literal magic was far beyond his reckoning and also...frightening, given the dynamic of the household and Eileen's moods). Tobias certainly wasn't the best cis father possible to a trans child, but it was him that gave Sev masculine clothing, for example, and was most likely to respect his identity. Tobias was certainly an outlier in their community when Snape was a child—the Snape household in general was noted as strange and unsavory, but not just because they were a magic house. Tobias, at one time, had himself been that strange Snape boy, who ran off and played with girls (to his parent's own horror!), and didn't quite mesh with the ideas about how gender and sex should work in that time. So when his little girl came to him, and said she was actually a boy? Well, he'd seen stranger, hadn't he?

And it's notable that while Tobias was brought up with some very time period typical views on what women and men should be and do—and how deviating from that was wrong, and shameful—he was also brought up by a WWII veteran who himself was wrestling with all the horror he'd seen inflicted on people thought "lesser," and was taught to keep somehting of an open mind. (You can imagine the kind of complicated and uneasy feelings Tobias has on Severus' own history, given this).

And, well, this is probably about how it would've went:

It's that little spot between breakfast and afternoon, which means Tobias isn't hungover anymore, and hasn't yet started drinking. He should lay off, really, on the drinking. He doesn't like himself, when he does it, but he can't seem to stop himself, and— "...da?"

"Aye?" he says immediately, turning to see a pair of dark, round eyes peeking at him through the doorway. Those eyes examine him for a long moment, before the entirety of her darts through the doorway and around the table, tiny hands wringing, dark brows knit.

"How's today?" she asks, child-like but just a little too leading. He feels something catch, knows what she's asking.

"It's a good day, isn't it?"

"Can I tell you somethin'?" she asks.

"'Course you can, Sabrina," he hauls out a chair and slumps into it, then, before she can protest, he hauls her onto his lap, in an armful of gangly limbs and frumpy, moth-holed jumper. "What's got you?"

"I..." she watches him worriedly, yanking on the ends of her hair, which—

He blinks, and pulls some of the strands out of her little fingers. "...Did you cut this?"

"...maybe," she whispers.

"Ma's going ta be pissed," he murmurs, worry furrowing his brows. "What's this you wanted to say?'"

"Well—" a huff, "What if—what if... I wasn't a girl? Would you of...what would you of felt like, if you'd had a boy instead? Would you have liked him?"

Tobias feels a flicker of surprise, eyes widening a little, but Sabrina shrinks, as he smooths his hand over her thin back—and feels guilt snap through him, at how bleedin' thin she's got. She's so small, and someone so small should still have all that baby fat, no? But she's just—tiny. Tinier than any of the other workers' kids. He hums thoughtfully, and considers her words. "Why you askin?"

"...no reason."

"D'you want to be a boy?" Sabrina ducks her head, eyes scrunched shut, shoulders bunched up. Her hands are white-knuckled, bruised from some fool thing she's done this week. "Hey?" he taps her chin. "We answer our fathers when they ask questions, don't we, now?"

Sabrina's face flushes, ruddy and red, and she says, explosively, "Not want. That's just what I am but I—it's all—wrong!" Then, suddenly, she...he? looks terrified. Sabrina scrambles off his lap, eyes round, beige face very blanched. Her little hands shake, and he tastes bile on the back of his tongue. Knows he did that. Don't know how to fix it, not even a little. Doesn't think that's even possible. "I didn't—I mean—!"

He blinks, shaking away the guilt, useless that it is. Considers this, for a moment. He hasn't known any—well, anyone who's done it this way. He's known a couple women, who's like that, in, well, the less than savory places he'd duck into or sneak off to in his wilder days, before Eileen. And, really, he'd take this over...over everything else gone wrong in their life, he supposes. This isn't screaming and crying and dead eyes and shattered glass, or spontaneous fires, or Eileen hurting Sabrina in ways he can't even—can't do nothing about. Him hurting her, in ways he could probably do something about, but doesn't know how. He trails his eyes over the bruises peaking out of her sleeves and collar. He can't give her much—can't really give her anything—but he could do this, couldn't he?

"So you're a boy, then." He nods. "Good 't know."

"...what?"

"You deaf, boy?" he gruffs, brows raising. Maybe this is just a flight of fancy, maybe it's real—but, well, it ain't hurting nobody. And Sabrina's eyes widen, and then, to his shock, fill with tears. Sh—he darts up and hugs him, and maybe his own eyes get a little misty. Not that he'd ever say.

[rocklain]

The lore drops this episode, mmm mmm MMMM.

We were fed good, likee wtf do u mean tobias is one of the FOUR PILLARS (SHOCK)

Bro... So fucking wholesome 😭✨✨✨✨

This episode managed to perfectly combine wholesomeness with angst and I am punching the air over it

[caninegrove]

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[strawberry-nugget]

Hark! Dost mine eyes deceive me, or hath the moons pass’d many a turn without whisper nor wind of thy beauteous tale, Cherry Waves?

Good author, I prithee — unburden thine quill! My soul doth wither like a sun-struck fig, for I am sore famish’d of thine sweet, sweet words. Each day I cry unto the heavens, “When shall she post again?” and yet — the silence ringeth louder than yon town bell.

I do declare: mine humours are unbalanced. Melancholy sits upon my chest like a most corpulent goose. My brother Tobias did catch me reciting dialogue to the wall, such is my desperation!

Wilt thou not grant us a morsel, a crumb, aye — even the mere scent of an update? For surely, without it, I shall swoon most dramatically and be buried clutching mine annotated copy.

I remain thy most faithful, pining, and overwrought servant,

Anon😕

Hush thee now, mine Shakespeare anon.

Mine own child, lend thine ears, for I must needs confess a truth long kept in shadow: the next two chapters of our tale, they have been writ by mine own hand—quill to parchment, heart to documents of Google—but there they have slumbered in the dusty vaults of mine drafts, untouched as relics in a forgotten crypt.

For many nights have I tarried, plagued by the gnawing hounds of doubt and the silence that followeth when voices do not rise in chorus. I feared my humble tale had stirred but few hearts, and so dared not wake those slumbering pages.

Yet now—thou, with thy gentle confession, thy fond words like balm to a weary soul—hast breathed life anew into mine resolve. Thy kindness hath struck like morning sun through cathedral glass, and I am warmed.

Rejoice, for the tale shall yet continue: the trials of Sir Toji, the steadfast reader, and the younglings Megumi and fair Mai-Mai shall not be forsaken. Nay, their tale shall unfurl still further, like a banner in the wind on the eve of battle.

I thank thee, dearheart, for thy gracious heart and thy fondness for my poor fable.

Lo and behold! Thou shalt not wander through many a moonless night without word, for thou hast rekindled the hearth of mine inspiration. And I, once frozen, do now stir with the fire of creation once more.

Forever thine,

Strawberry

(Also this gave me these vibes)

[serenitybyeol]

' por el concepto en general, ¿la clave fomentando el amor? simplemente no es real. ' nada más lejano de emociones positivas que vivianne, quien se mete en medio de los vínculos que formaron dentro de la isla obligándoles a salvar o expulsar. conoció un mundo en north heaven pero todo se está volviendo mucho más complicado. ' no lo sé, la noche aún no termina, quizá tengan algo más planeado. ' ojalá algo bueno, pero lo duda. ' ¿quieres ir a cenar? escuché que la gastronomía es buena. ' mejor aprovechar mientras puedan. @tobiaas

❛ ¿no? ❜⠀vira rostro hacia contraria, ahora curioso.⠀❛ ¿por estirados o por tacaños? ❜⠀se le ocurre, preguntando en voz baja aquello antes de volver ojiclaros al frente.⠀❛ ah, un tren. admito que me hubiera gustado un yate, pero... no les debio quedar dinero luego del louvre, ¿no crees? ❜⠀el dinero perdido por un día, de por sí su padre no estaba de buen humor por lo que tobias hizo, al menos lo otro lo tenía mas ocupado. */ @serenitybyeol

[unnecessaryheadache]

come on, eileen! | sev and mother eileen snape au

come on, eileen, ta-loo-rye-aye

come on, eileen, ta-loo-rye-aye

"that's an interesting way to move your feet, mum," Severus chuckled as he bounced his feet side to side, sitting beside his mother on her hospital bed.

The pale woman smiled, completely proud of herself despite messing up a few times. "I'm very innovative, you see," she boasted, holding her head up high like a royal.

Severus could see her slowly getting weak, her eyes not gleaming like they once used to. She had grown ill, not old, and the truth of it still hurt him deep inside.

Severus raised his head slightly, peering through his shaggy bangs, his father already looking back at him. He flinched, flickering his eyes to the record player.

Both their feet grew still.

The sound of Tobias standing up from his seat seemed to take away all remaining energy Eileen had left, her shoulders hunching until they reached her ears, Severus unintentionally mimicking her. That man had been quiet the whole day, but all good things would need to come to an end.

"Don't look at me stupid, boy. You know that when I get up, it's time to go,"

Venomous words he inherited sunk into Severus's skin, latching onto his blood cells, making him feel heavy. He didn't want to get up.

Tobias scowled at his son before stomping over to the record player and forcefully turning it off. He whipped his whole body back to the two, ready to seethe some more. Yet, he paused. He stared at Severus, straightened up, and sniffed.

"Meet me downstairs in five minutes, or I'm kicking your ass out of the house," he threatened, pointing a finger at his son to punctuate his words. "It's about time you left anyway. Seventeen is adult age for you freaks, yeah? Well, that's coming up soon, and once it's your birthday, yer out."

Severus already knew that. He doesn't understand why this one-sided conversation went back to that, though. He had a plan. He always had a plan.

"Yessir." He bit out, his gaze lowered to his feet. Tobias snapped his fingers in front of Severus's face, an expression the young man knew all too well on his sour face. He looked at Tobias in the eye, squaring his shoulders, and corrected himself with a former "Yes, sir".

Tobias nodded before straightening himself again and trudging out the door.

Eileen let out a breath she had been holding for those dangerous three minutes, her body trembling as she inhaled the scent of cigarettes and dirt her husband left behind.

Severus slouched, his eyes closed tightly, and he rocked his head to the back.

The room was silent until Severus spoke up again. "...would you like to finish the song?" He whispered to his mother. She had to force her head to move away from the spot she saw her husband stand, her eyes hazy, trying to piece together who was sitting next to her.

"What song?" She muttered back, wrapping her arms around her torso. "I don't want to hear a song. Leave me be."

"Mum-"

"Leave. I just - I need to, um...God, what was I doing?" Eileen muttered, beginning to scratch at her neck. She scrunched her brows together and shook her head, shuffling away from Severus on the bed. "I- no, go away. Get out. Go with him," she whimpered.

Severus sat there, a little hurt, a little defeated, but he didn't hold it against her. Maybe...she was a little old, but not much older than his father. She was only in her late thirties, Tobias...almost out of his forties.

Did she still see Tobias in her son? Severus already knew that Tobias saw his wife in their son, almost unnervingly so.

But he wanted to know. What did his mother think of him? Years had passed since the time she called him a jinx. Did she still feel that way?

Severus shook his head and gulped down a breath before slowly rising from the bed. "I'll be back on Thursday. That's in two days, okay? I'll - I'll write it down somewhere-"

"I said leave me be!" Eileen snapped, throwing something from her bedside table at him. It hit the corner of his eye. Thank goodness it wasn't anything hard.

He staggered back, staring at the envelope. Okay, maybe he would've gone blind in one eye if it was any closer. Severus reached down to the floor and picked it up, then he quietly placed it onto the table, bowed his head, and left without another word.

Tobias was waiting in the car, billowing smoke from his nostrils and lips, watching Severus like a hawk as he walked down the stairs outside the building and reached the car.

The drive home was quiet. It always was. When they arrived, Severus immediately retreated into the kitchen, knowing Tobias would want to eat during this time.

And the silence lingered.

[jules-has-notes]

Panic! in Four Minutes — VoicePlay music videos

All singers are performers, but VoicePlay have definitely earned their moniker as the theater kids of the a cappella world. When they decided to create a medley of PatD songs, they wanted their own accompanying videos to have a bit of the same short-film aesthetic as the band's original videos. What ensued was a mid-summer location shoot, a kidnapping scenario straight out of a heist film, and even a dramatic cliffhanger.

Details:

title: Panic! in Four Minutes, part 1

original songs / performers: all songs by Panic! At the Disco — "Victorious"; "I Write Sins Not Tragedies"; "Emperor's New Clothes"; "Miss Jackson", feat. Lolo; "The Ballad of Mona Lisa"

written by: all songs by Brendon Urie in collaboration — "Victorious" with Mike Viola, Morgan "White Sea" Kibby, Jake Sinclair, Alexander DeLeon, Rivers Cuomo, & CJ Baran; "I Write Sins Not Tragedies" with Ryan Ross & Spencer Smith; "Emperor's New Clothes" with Jake Sinclair, Lauren "Lolo" Pritchard, Sam Hollander, & Dan Wilson; "Miss Jackson" with Dallon Weekes, Lauren "Lolo" Pritchard, Jake Sinclair, Amir Jerome Salem, & Alex Goose; "The Ballad of Mona Lisa" with Spencer Smith, Butch Walker, & John Feldmann

arranged by: Layne Stein & Earl Elkins, Jr.

release date: 13 July 2018

My favorite bits:

the rhythm section's crisp beginning

that incredible chord from the end of the "Victorious" intro section doubling as a frightened scream

Earl's focused tone on that falling chromatic line

everyone slumping in their seats during the first transition

Eli's defiant rock grit on "Emperor's New Clothes"

slipping that key change into ♫ "anywa-ay-ay" ♫

adding chair and chain sounds to Layne's already impressive percussion (and using the latter as a radio edit)

J.None's lovely falling run on ♫ "rationality" ♫

such beautiful harmonies on "Ballad of Mona Lisa"

Geoff's subharmonic drop on ♫ "believe" ♫

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Details:

title: Panic! in Four Minutes, part 2

original songs / performers: all songs by Panic! At the Disco — "This Is Gospel"; "High Hopes"; "Say Amen (Saturday Night)"

written by: all songs by Brendon Urie in collaboration — "This Is Gospel" with Dallon Weekes & Jake Sinclair; "High Hopes" with Jake Sinclair, Jenny Owen Youngs, Lauren "Lolo" Pritchard, Sam Hollander, William Lobban-Bean, Jonas Jeberg, Taylor Parks, & Ilsey Juber; "Say Amen (Saturday Night)" with Jake Sinclair, Sam Hollander, Lauren "Lolo" Pritchard, Imad Royal, Nathan Abshire, Suzy Shinn, Tom Peyton, Tobias Wincorn, & The Budos Band

arranged by: Layne Stein & Earl Elkins, Jr.

release date: 20 July 2018

My favorite bits:

the panicked (ha!) heartbeat sounds

Layne's gentle timbre on the opening of "This Is Gospel"

everyone jerking against their chains as Earl belts out ♫ "let me GOOO" ♫

the soft bell chords under Eli's lead section

Geoff rounding out the low end as Eli sings ♫ "all tied up" ♫

Layne putting his increasing frustration into the percussion through rhythmic breathing

Earl mouthing "What the fu–?!" when Geoff haphazardly tosses the key so far out of his reach

that blazingly high ♫ "SaturDAAAAY" ♫ from J.None

all the others cringing away from the bomb as much as they can when the timer nears the end and Geoff takes a wild guess at which wire to cut

finishing on pure octaves for that last ♫ "vic-tor-i-ous" ♫

Trivia:

These videos were filmed at an abandoned sawmill previously owned by the Wilson Cypress Co. in Palatka, FL. According to the guys' various anecdotes, the place didn't smell great, and there were some wasps flying around. The things they endure for their art.

The original PaTD videos for three of the songs included in this medley — "Say Amen", "This Is Gospel", and "Emperor's New Clothes" — contain a continuous story known as the Devil's Key trilogy. It stands to reason that the key around Geoff's neck is a reference to that.

One eagle-eyed viewer spotted another bit of PatD inspiration in the visuals for these videos.

J.None has said that the B5 wail in "Say Amen (Saturday Night)" is the highest note he's ever hit. Considering that he's a natural baritone, and now sings bass with the SeaChanters, that's darn impressive.

Similarly, Geoff's E1 at the end of "Ballad of Mona Lisa" was his lowest recorded note at the time. (He has, of course, surpassed that by half an octave in the years since then.)

Makeup artist Dana Bracewell from Makeup and Creative Arts provided the fake dirt and injuries. (No singers were actually harmed in the making of this video.)

The cover art was designed by VP's longtime friend and collaborator Rek Dunn.

The guys demonstrated the opening tape pull for production assistants Rek and Hayley in the trailer where they got gussied up. Hayley ended up doing it in the video.

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The Facebook upload of "Part 1" racked up two million views in a day and a half, six million in less than a week, 10 million before the end of the month, and 15 million in just over three weeks. After six years, it's sitting just under 30 million.

It also nudged them over 600,000 followers on Facebook.

A fan brought the first video to Brendon Urie's attention on Twitter, and he passed it along to his fans, which certainly didn't hurt.

A few fan artists were inspired to capture the guys' predicament, and speculate about the aftermath.

art by amedamatoame (師旋)

art by Clara Meath & Leon King

VoicePlay's video for "Billie Eilish in 3 Minutes", released a little over a year later, is a prequel to this story, showing how they ended up in so much danger.

Some fans have embraced a headcanon that the video for "Queen in 5 Minutes" is the next episode in this story, and that Earl ends up in the hospital because Geoff cut the wrong wire and failed to stop the explosion.

The unified video was originally only available to Patreon patrons, but it was uploaded to VoicePlay's TikTok account after five years.

During a break in filming, Eli's shared a story about a mishap that occured while he was playing Fortnite.

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They also used their break time to practice a little stunt work.

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They even created a suitably dramatic trailer for this two-parter.

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A single-track audio version was later included on VoicePlay's "Citrus" album, which compiled most of the songs they recorded from 2017-19. Because the individual songs had already been made available digitally, that album is exclusively a physical item that can only be purchased at live shows or through their website.

[moretinyideas]

EIRAGAIL LIXUE CATOHA────

Zero Below / Main OC, Eira. . .

CALLED──Eira / Snowball / Snowflake / Icy / Killer

BIRTHDAY──April 14th 611AU

THIRD YEAR──Fourth Wing, Tail Section Leader

REBELLION RELIC──around the base of her neck and down her back, compared to a cut noose

DRAGON──Chaynnire ( ch─aye─n─ire ), Blue Daggertail, Sister to Sgaeyl, Mated to Val, Bonded to Eira Catoha, her second rider. ~50 years old

DRAGON RELIC──a blue dragon, it's body centred over her sternum, tail flicked over the swelling of her right breast, wings outstretched under her breasts and over her ribs, nose pointed towards the left side of her waist

SIGNET(s)──cryokinesis / evasion

DESCRIPTION──void dark hair cut to her jaw, honeyed amber-ebony mono-lided eyes, warm toned milky/golden complexion, full lips, high cheekbones, tall and athletic build ( 5'9 ) but small breasts and hips, though she has broader shoulders than her sister, a long slash through the skin at her jaw and down her neck ( he huixiang, naran and sun zhenni )

PERSONALITY ( FW )──cold, calculating, quiet, judging, loving, indulgent, brash, private, intuitive, amused

PERSONALITY ( IF )──calculating, judging, icy, distant, withdrawn, intimidating, intuitive, concerned, private, loving

PERSONALITY ( OS )──

PARENTS──Tobias Catoha, born and raised in Aretia, became the Rider of Làidir, an Orange Swordtail. Was killed in action during the Tyrrish Rebellion. Bo Zheng, from a Morrainian port city along the Emerald Sea, became the rider of Roinn, a Black Scorpiontail and met Tobias in the Rider's Quadrant. Was executed as a traitor and Tyrrish Sympathiser with the rest of the Rebellion parents

FOSTER FAMILY──Fostered by Duke Eric and Duchess Solara Kavish─Lindell with her sister at the age of 17. Regards their daughter, Mignonette Kavish─Lindell aged 7, as her little sister. There's a good relationship between them, even after Eric was indisposed. Eira and Solara regularly correspond and are quite close though Eira and Mignonette are a little awkward with one another since the younger girl had just turned 5 when Eira entered Basgiath

BEFORE ‘FOURTH WING’──She grew up in Aretia with Xaden, Bodhi and Garrick, their father's having been childhood friends and their friendship surviving their tenures at Basgiath, though she was much closer to Garrick and Xaden than she was with Bodhi. ( There was a running bet that she and Garrick were in a relationship. . . Neither of them relented the answer ) She was, frankly, terrified of dragons, especially her parents dragons. Eira herself shattered during the execution by dragon fire and the realisation that she would be conscripted to the Rider's Quadrant at Basgiath. She was twitchy and silent, even around Garrick and Xaden─who were the only reason she made it as far as Threshing. During Threshing it was like a switch inside her was flicked, and instead of dying she killed the group of four (4) ambushers and earned her place as Chaynnire's rider. The bond with her dragon dragged her out of the shell she had retreated to and she could find reason to her life again, finding the good parts through all her suffering. She resolved herself to be someone her sister could rely on when she entered the quadrant, and found herself bonding with her friends once again. . .

[blackdeathfan5]

Rashatas shopping district.

Rainbow high. Color coded everything. By the class system of the shopping district being elder scrolls or ganijn impacg. Teaching necromancy. Herbology. Charity q01. Latin alive. Homescooler catelog tape sessions. Atheism in arguments and practice. Fairy lore an grimwedl wallace. Roswell and abductions of it. The kistune and its a tails. Anatomy of a fox. It's vs indecision. Newt and its eyes. The hsitory of Tomas ford. Michael Ford 101 antagonists in mythology. Acrians locket 104 the hisotry of an occultist. Jesus in literature. Prayr ceremonies fo the budha (not religious mythology), nad laslty gamin 1p1. And man handling animals. Bartbos the gift of tongues. And animals of magi and how to care for them. To establish a fox villegde. And lastly feeders and caravans. Acting and theature taught on earworm forever by lyn dove Stallings. And finally the movement its not a conspiracy.

The rainbow high system is a color coated fictionaka school that exists to paint students as toys. Ans teach the handling of a fox to humanity. And the stars and establish the greys fox villegdes weird. As alien towns for Uganda.

Then its ponyos.

Everbright.

Doki doki corner store.

Tobias ink.

Emo hot stuff.

Properly stolen jc penny.

Properly stolen tj max.

Heart of doll.

Whimsy witch core.

Which which.

The snowflake in and hot spring.

Hot spring and Satan's of sweat lodgers.

Red wings shoes.

Carvants granny's.

Cervantes underwear's. (Renamed)

Suburbia 1 16ths and native registrations.

Dmv for fake id's and hustle.

The merlin office and law.

Apartments 1 through sex.

The town houses. On a strip of land by Paul bunyion and adams snowflakes cohen family vacation holmes next to each other.

Portal to saint Simon's beach.

Vending machines ilsw.

Pretty pavilion.

Mkdsumwr cult pavilion.

Uglies pavilion to weird groups of Korea as to the rules on that.

Marks neighborhood.

Preston glenn villedge.

Tardis stop shoelgoskies.

Gunthers.

Mcdonalds.

Burg fil ay.

Hoppers. Edith apltro aj. And pbj.

Boating port. Out of mall center.

Kim jong uns Koreatown building to support the monarchy and dictatorship.

Fox burrows and Glenn's in the wild fungus around the district.

Linkon park..

Abel lincon land

Theme parks to egensha.

Starwars city park.

The runes. To acrians locket.

Cookie monster temple.

Suburbia Camden place.

Ashley's escalator land. All indoor unsual for it.

Adolf Hitler jrs.

Holocuast memorial to an frnak.

Build a bear workshop.

Little babies workshop.

My little demon.

Church of birlbi the fox.

Church of satan.

Latter days cult temple.

Scientology blue oceans portal out of shopping mall by a witness and ford.

Guitar center.

David busters.

Mermaid underwater park. Aquarium. Au port.

City of Chicago and forks road. Otherwise through saint Ashley's.

Saint Ashley's church

Temple Beth el.

Brandon hall. [Hogwarts]

Which whcih.

Jersy mics.

Smoothie king.

Food court.

Tea shop.

Soda alley. Just an alley of vending machines.

Leg mart.

Tomato.

H mart.

Stolen Ingles.

Properly Ingles renamed Bethenies.

Rapunzel.

Hot topic.

Spencer's.

Junk man's daughter.

Stolen thrifts.

Good will.

Plates closet (unstolen)

Kmart

Wal-Mart (unstolen emo logo and everything) but doomed tiemline only.

Temu clear market by 5 tents and a dealers dragon haul alley and ren fair. On the skirts of it. Hitting Atlanta.

Sunglasses hut. (Doomed timeline only)

Dollar theature.

Jk Rowling theature.

Blue ghost Cafe.

Makeup bar Ariels Litle Mermaids.

LE SANCHES MEHICSN RESTRAUNT.

Food mart.

Bjs.

Tiny dragon alley.

Jordan is a pony club.

Fox village and portal to the island of foxes.

Feeders and poop bags and rent a leashes.

Umbrella stands and bicycles. Rent.

Trucker stopm

Apartments of suberbia. (To chatolism) and the cohens vacation home. With an ann franks bedroom.

A few beach houses. And jaces current family vacation home and the Stallings main home.

Awp in that shopping district.

Run through of preston gelnn and ashwits.

Subway

The sub system in 2025.

Yearbook comitee.

Ashley is a fox demon fanclub.

Adam emmas fanclub.

Syfy Hutt

Fox glenn community center with basketball court. Pool. And a library.

Anderson berg county's library.

Barns and noble.

The book nook.

Almas cofee.

Starbucks.

Allpine bakery.

The capacitor.

The clover feild.

Flower beds.

Park benches and sanderson turtles.

Indoor hit with cotton candy vending machines.

Doorbells the hotel.

The Hilton twlicard.

Free love hotel.

Fre motel junkie Mercedes snowflake games. Theirs a wii every room. Or a Playstation 2. Decked out in adam snowflake wall art and posters and comforters to queen size only beds. Even for kids rooms. And a cheap concrete pool. With a water bucket. And only braincake networks Waverly sets. Designed for it. Of nickolidan old. Braincake tv. Braincake kids. And the catelog and a theature installed in it with a Merlots.

Parking lot teeth.

Underground parking.

Painted sidewalks to villedge of the leaf.

Painted sidewalks to gillegd of the sand.

The maichel Jackson experience sidewalks.

Purgatory. Heaven. He'll Venus by rent a plza for small theature shows.

Devil wears Prada.

Devil wears candy.

Acormbe and finch.

Torrid. Half stolen mostly not.

Bloomchic.

Tenesens.

Tybolts.

Church of mronmsm.

Cult pavilion scieontology.

Live in malls. Mercutia.

Fairy jars road connecting the whole building. As the neirhboohds are buried and secret within it.

Disney museum.

Starwars msueum: a starwars edition of Disney museum removing Disney as walts other works. As both of them. With a key interest of what Disney has made staple on there weirdly overly fond of Allah weird just as punishment and pahlic but ivert in some places. With many btoohs over rides and some justice league old school.

Runescspe old school villedge. Where you can accidently find this whole map on it. And same withnfucisn fsll by chameleon circuit on the Meta.

One of those benches.

Normal benches.

Temple to zues.

Singog siang berlins.

Church of the aficoman and Hebrew school.

Yidaunkas. A Yiddish store in middle eastern and gemrna flavorings to the chrsitian and catholic overly wocomdiating the jew eveyr 2 seconds.

Tuesday Morgan's.

Suburban tap.

Strider.

Elmer candies.

Retirement home 709.

The old folks megadeath thst tskes in young crippled.

Arcade for thr disabled and blind.

Racetrack.

Qt.

Wawas.

Byte shark.

Japanese store.

Korea boost.

That type of man.

Portal to the dygon alley.

Kreugers benches around it.

Sewer nutsnt town out of molehill.

Portal to the budhas island.

Slender men forest of fairy jars.

Fairy forest around it with star wars statues based off gerome Lucas in attempt but only for genehsa.

Hary potter trail. Of statues to hary potter.

And lake city ruins. Of one moment angel statues perceiving and underwater invisible city only deathly to the humans who go snorkeling or taping without cosnwnt

Jeff doho.

Tournament the jedi Jedism Waverly wave wave.

Laslty.

The secret order of sith council holodove.

And syrenity barns and stables.

Dousim hospital and wellness. Without institutions for the criminals insane.

Sheriffs office.

And botix

And its an alternate reality port to the school campus. Of a fox villegde to the kistune. As what is left of villedge of the hiden leaf. Remade and imagines for korea. And Rome. And Italy. As a town in Greece. With many old lead village buildings and cities still there. But redone as half way smo. Mom and pop stores that later grew to be emo. Only salvaged as what it is here. Asn an emo pavillion. Normal people and goth adults can live in freely or alternative in general. Even though you never outgrow it living here. In fallout new Vegas and mainstream reality 2.5 c. The one timeline all other tiemlinws are derivative of. And theirs also a conficuoous palace and a hockey tournament arena. Wands and sport. What is left over from the gilledge of the hidden leaf. And a Naruto thesture. It has statues themed after naruto articles in bronze and black unless adam or a god in gold and white. As ninjas throughout it. As a land under and in gasken walk as a town. And it in general. Is new old world Greece to never be taken down. And feels fuking Greek around. I kid you not cricr and Apollo the ninja sis here. And the stone faces to the homage was never taken down. It's like mount Rushmore to many japanese tourists as Japan has many trains snad boats that visit the fox Island. And theirs weird hidden shriens and temples I did not list. About 190 shop I did not list left over from villedg of the hidden leaf. And its not hiden. Mount fuji of Japan is within walking distance. Despite this the fountains. The street signs despite accommodating some Asian languages. And Cary vendors in toruskm areas alone. Is Greece. And it's in America half way. As overlaped.overlapped. as its meant to hold by a snake river the afterlife of the vilege of the hiden leaf which is actually underground pine stones. Not that. And yes tourism locations have French Japanese and Irish signs. Then it would be. A few street vendors even when not in the sing. Ending with a temple to Apollo as naruto. And a native American reservation behind it connected to a temple to pochtnus. And then open fields and a corn meadkw..not maze. With bird baths throughout it. And fun posters and a cocasionaly a few rides outside theme parks misplaced. And an onion rings stand for adsm.

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[eliasgold20]

The Birth of Elijah

Jay was a young American. A scholar of history, he decided to take up a year at a university in London to better enrich himself in other cultures. Little did Jay know he had very little in common with the London youths. He was always on his laptop or with his nose in a book. He never drank. He never smoked. He was always finely dressed. His struggles were heightened by his roommate, a real "man's man" Tobias.

Every night Tobias would come home late, drunk and smelling of cigarettes. He would always turn on a soccer game and be loud till the earliest moments of the day, interrupting Jays studying. Some nights he would even bring all his friends, who would poke fun at Jay's appearance, accent, routine. They tried to tell him he just needed to get out in the city, which Jay always denied.

One day, while Tobias was away, Jay couldn't help but be taken aback by the gross smell in the twos room. The same smell of someone after they leave the schools fitness center. Then he saw it. Tobias had his stupid sweaty soccer jersey laid out on Jay's bed. Jay was furious, however, he couldn't help but resist the smell.

It was gross. He didn't *want* to like it, but he kinda did. Just as he was taking another wiff, Tobias immediately entered the room.

"well look what we have here bruv!" He chuckled

Jay threw the jersey down and tried to play it off, thankfully Tobias was alone.

"look Tobias you can't just leave your dirty clothes on my bed!" Jay tried to sway the conversation.

"relax bruv I get it. It's a sick jersey," Tobias says lighting up a cig. "And I tell you to quit callin me "Tobias" you ain't my motha, call me Toby"

"okay well, "Toby" we need to have a talk about this." Jay says flustered the smell of cigarettes getting to him. He felt a bit light headed in the moment

"yeah yeah boss let's talk about it," Toby pulled up a chair facing Jay. "Wanna cig?" he says pulling one out and lighting it for his roommate. Jay still light headed just responds with what he can

"yeah sure..." Jay says taking deep drags off the cig.

"look hay we gotta talk about this serious thing" Toby starts.

"finally thank you," Jay says glad Toby recognizes what's being said. He continues smoking liking the taste.

"you're ruining the vibe," Toby says to Jay's shock. "All you do is work, groan, and dress like a professor. Let loose bruv! Your a London boy now let's act like it!"

Jays thoughts are empty, all he can concentrate on are Tobys words.

"and this hair! It's too damn much Jay!" Toby says. "Here si' down, let ole toby take some clippers to it." Jay does as Toby wants, still unsure of what he was sad about. Before he knew it a second cigarette was in his mouth. Toby used the same clipper he uses for his buzzcuts on poor Jay, his think brunette locks falling onto his lap.

"how about a little color aye partner?" Toby insists

"yeah sure bruv," Jay says casually, sounding more and more like the boys he steers clear of. Over the next few hours, between having his hair clipped and bleached, Jay just stay focused on Toby talking about football. "Wasn't there a different name for it?" Jay pondered, but none could materialize.

"alright, you're looking fresh now bruh," Toby says kissing Jay on the cheek. Jay looked unrecognizable. His long blonde waves were now short pieces of bleach blonde hair. Toby was nice enough to keep a little curls on top.

"looks awesome bruv!" Toby says. "Now come on, We've got more work to do on you yet!" Toby says gathering everything together. "Here I picked this up for you, put it on and we'll head to the pub and meet the boys, big game on tonight."

Jay looked at the clothes, a bright gold pair of Adidas trackies and a Golden football jersey with a name on the back.

"it's for my team bruv, you'll play and hang with us now, it's for the best" Toby says. "I know what it's like living like you this will help you bruv, make you just like me!"

"Who is... Elijah?"

"that's you bruv." Toby says lighting his next consecutive cig. "Thought it'd be better to run over, now come on we got the game. And don't forget practice in the morning." Toby gives his roommate and soon to be boyfriend a slap on the arse. "And take these so you don't steal any more of mine you bum" he says handing Elijah a pack of Marlboro Gold cigarettes.

"aye thanks bruv!" Elijah says with a kiss. "Now come one we need good seats!" And just like that. Jay was dead, and the healthier, more popular Elijah came to be.

[fleelangston]

WELCOME  TO  BATH  ,  rosie and es  !  you've  been  accepted  into  the  program  !  please  send  in  your  accounts  within  the  next  36  hours  and  don't  forget  to  sort  through  our  checklist  !

──   (  havana rose liu. twenty4. cis woman. she/her.  ) thank god you’re here, man - have you seen ANTIGONE VERENA HART anywhere? i totally lost them after their rendition of paul by big thief last night. no? they’re like, aye - high and go to LANGSTON - i think they’re a JUNIOR studying ANTHROPOLOGY? but who knows, these days. all i know is that they’re STOIC, MEPHISTOPHELIAN and a VIRGO . last night they kept going on and on about how they won MOST JUICIEST, ENGORGED, THROBBING BRAIN last year, which is cool and whatever, but i just wouldn’t expect it out of them, considering they’re so, like, SAGACIOUS AND ASCETIC, you know? anyways - i’m going to check down by the ruins, i think that’s where they like to hang. text me if you see them, okay? bye! / as penned by rosie.  twenty7.  mst.

──   (  dominic fike. twenty6. cis man. he/him.  ) thank god you’re here, man - have you seen NASLUND TOBIAS DUPRE anywhere? i totally lost them after their rendition of the black ops 2 zombies tranzit loading screen music last night. no? they’re like, aye - high and go to PALLADIAN - i think they’re a SENIOR studying PHILOSOPHY? but who knows, these days. all i know is that they’re IDIOSYNCRATIC, JOCULAR and a GEMINI . last night they kept going on and on about how they won MOST LIKELY TO EARN SECOND HAND FAME AS A SIDE CHARACTER IN A WHITE WOMAN’S FAMILY VLOGS last year, which is cool and whatever, but i just wouldn’t expect it out of them, considering they’re so, like, TEMERARIOUS AND AMORAL, you know? anyways - i’m going to check down by the lamb and flag, i think that’s where they like to hang. text me if you see them, okay? bye! / as penned by rosie.  twenty7.  mst.

──   (  rabia soytürk. 25. cis woman. she/her.  ) thank god you’re here, man - have you seen SEVDA IRMA SAHIN anywhere? i totally lost them after their rendition of lilith by saint avangeline last night. no? they’re like, aye - high and go to PALLADIAN - i think they’re a SENIOR studying BIOLOGY & PHILOSOPHY? but who knows, these days. all i know is that they’re ELUSIVE & METICULOUS and a SCORPIO . last night they kept going on and on about how they won MOST LIKELY TO BE A REINCARNATION OF A BELOVED NOBLE WOMAN last year, which is cool and whatever, but i just wouldn’t expect it out of them, considering they’re so, like, STUBBORN & IDEALISTIC, you know? anyways - i’m going to check down by the maze garden, i think that’s where they like to hang. text me if you see them, okay? bye! / as penned by es.  25.  cet.

[wankerwatch]

Commons Vote

On: Finance (No. 2) Bill: Third Reading

Ayes: 215 (98.6% Con, 0.9% Ind, 0.5% DUP) Noes: 19 (94.7% SNP, 5.3% PC) Absent: ~416

Likely Referenced Bill: Finance (No. 2) Act 2010

Description: A Bill to grant certain duties, to alter other duties, and to amend the law relating to the National Debt and the Public Revenue, and to make further provision in connection with finance.

Originating house: Commons Current house: Unassigned Bill Stage: Royal Assent

Individual Votes:

Ayes

Conservative (211 votes)

Aaron Bell Alan Mak Alberto Costa Alec Shelbrooke Alex Burghart Alex Chalk Alicia Kearns Alok Sharma Amanda Milling Andrew Griffith Andrew Jones Andrew Lewer Andrew Murrison Andrew Percy Andrew Selous Andy Carter Angela Richardson Anna Firth Anne Marie Morris Anne-Marie Trevelyan Anthony Browne Antony Higginbotham Ben Everitt Ben Spencer Ben Wallace Bernard Jenkin Bill Wiggin Bim Afolami Bob Blackman Bob Seely Brandon Lewis Caroline Ansell Caroline Nokes Charles Walker Cherilyn Mackrory Chris Clarkson Chris Grayling Chris Green Chris Philp Conor Burns Craig Tracey Craig Williams Damian Hinds Daniel Kawczynski Danny Kruger David Davis David Duguid David Jones David Rutley David Simmonds Dean Russell Dehenna Davison Derek Thomas Desmond Swayne Duncan Baker Edward Argar Edward Leigh Elizabeth Truss Elliot Colburn Esther McVey Felicity Buchan Fiona Bruce Gagan Mohindra Gareth Bacon Gareth Davies Gareth Johnson Gary Sambrook Gavin Williamson Geoffrey Clifton-Brown Gillian Keegan Graham Brady Graham Stuart Greg Hands Greg Smith Guy Opperman Harriett Baldwin Heather Wheeler Helen Whately Holly Mumby-Croft Huw Merriman Iain Duncan Smith Iain Stewart Jack Brereton Jack Lopresti Jackie Doyle-Price Jacob Rees-Mogg Jacob Young James Cartlidge James Cleverly James Davies James Duddridge James Sunderland James Wild Jane Hunt Jane Stevenson Jeremy Quin Jerome Mayhew Jo Churchill John Glen John Howell John Lamont Jonathan Djanogly Jonathan Gullis Julia Lopez Julian Lewis Julian Smith Julian Sturdy Justin Tomlinson Katherine Fletcher Kelly Tolhurst Kemi Badenoch Kevin Hollinrake Kieran Mullan Kit Malthouse Laura Farris Laura Trott Lee Rowley Leo Docherty Lia Nici Liam Fox Lisa Cameron Louie French Lucy Frazer Luke Hall Marcus Jones Mark Fletcher Mark Francois Mark Garnier Mark Logan Martin Vickers Matt Hancock Matt Warman Matthew Offord Mel Stride Michael Ellis Michael Fabricant Michael Gove Michael Tomlinson Mike Freer Mike Wood Mims Davies Neil O'Brien Nick Fletcher Nick Gibb Nicola Richards Nigel Huddleston Paul Beresford Paul Holmes Paul Howell Pauline Latham Penny Mordaunt Peter Aldous Peter Bottomley Philip Dunne Philip Hollobone Priti Patel Ranil Jayawardena Rebecca Harris Rebecca Pow Rehman Chishti Richard Bacon Richard Drax Richard Fuller Rob Butler Robbie Moore Robert Buckland Robert Courts Robert Goodwill Robert Halfon Robert Largan Robert Syms Robin Millar Robin Walker Royston Smith Sajid Javid Sally-Ann Hart Saqib Bhatti Sara Britcliffe Sarah Dines Scott Mann Selaine Saxby Shailesh Vara Sheryll Murray Simon Baynes Simon Clarke Simon Fell Simon Hart Simon Hoare Simon Jupp Stephen Metcalfe Steve Baker Steve Brine Steve Tuckwell Stuart Andrew Suzanne Webb Theo Clarke Theresa May Theresa Villiers Thérèse Coffey Tobias Ellwood Tom Hunt Tom Pursglove Tom Randall Tom Tugendhat Tracey Crouch Vicky Ford Victoria Atkins Victoria Prentis Wendy Morton Will Quince William Cash

Independent (2 votes)

Mark Menzies William Wragg

Democratic Unionist Party (1 vote)

Jim Shannon

Noes

Scottish National Party (18 votes)

Allan Dorans Amy Callaghan Angela Crawley Anne McLaughlin Brendan O'Hara Chris Law Chris Stephens David Linden Deidre Brock Joanna Cherry John Nicolson Kirsty Blackman Marion Fellows Owen Thompson Peter Grant Philippa Whitford Richard Thomson Stewart Malcolm McDonald

Plaid Cymru (1 vote)

Hywel Williams