#ft. rhys taylor.

[jiarkives]

the 1

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ summary — if your wishes came true, you wouldn’t have been blue.

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ character — rhysand ft. azriel (a court of thorns and roses)

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ content — angst ; talks of wing clipping ; reader is an illyrian ; written with fem!reader in mind

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ notes — welcome to my new series, the eras collection, where i write fics and drabbles based on taylor swift songs from different albums. you may request for this series with a certain TS song and a character! also, my hand was basically on autopilot as i wrote this so idk if it makes any sense lol 😵‍💫

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You watched as your heart felt heavier and heavier with each second that passes and the bitter taste in your tongue grew more and more apparent.

It wasn’t anyone’s fault, really. It certainly wasn’t theirs. It wasn’t their fault you fell in love with someone who wouldn’t ever look at you like how he looked at her, someone who was so close yet so far away.

You had always been Rhysand’s ride or die ever since he had saved you from getting your wings clipped in a camp. You had been by his side even before Azriel and Cassian became his brothers.

You didn’t mean to, but he made it too easy to fall in love with him. He was everything you had ever wanted, yet he never found himself to be deserving of love.

Then, everything changed after what happened Under the Mountain. He had come back a different male, far from who he was when he left. He was paler, thinner, quieter. He wasn’t the same Rhys who left. He was broken.

But none of you commented on it. You helped him to get back up, to get back on his own feet. You let him come to you, let him speak about everything at his own pace.

Then, he did.

You thought you’d feel happy that he was finally opening up, and you were, but your heart broke further when he started telling you about her, his mate. Feyre Cursebreaker. The savior of Prythian.

You were happy for him, really, but you couldn’t help but feel envious, and angry, and hurt. But you didn’t blame them. You didn’t blame anyone else, not even the Mother, not even the Cauldron. After all, it was solely your fault for falling in love with someone who was never destined to be yours, who was destined to be with someone else.

Then you had met Feyre. And you wanted to scream as you watched how she had treated Rhys, and how he had let her.

You wanted to yell at him that you were there. You were right there as you had been the whole time, that you weren’t going to hurt him like that, that you weren’t going to treat him like she did, but you didn’t. You kept your mouth shut and swallowed the lump in your throat every time.

Then, everything had gotten better slowly. She had started getting along with him and the Circle. You weren’t being left out and pushed away in any means, but you couldn’t help but feel like you had been replaced.

It still wasn’t their fault, though. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, but yours when you felt your heart breaking with each step they took away from the crowd and into somewhere more private.

When they were out of sight, you excused yourself and moved to another vacant balcony and leaned against railing as she watched as the bright stars crossed the horizon.

You sighed as you looked down at your clothes. It was blue, making you laugh at the irony.

Amren had always told you that your color was blue. At first, you thought she was talking about the clothes you were wearing at the time she told you, and so you agreed. The color blue did complement you well.

Now, you realized that she was still right. Your color was blue. It was not about your clothes, though. Maybe she was talking about how you had always felt blue as you watched Rhys, as you reminded yourself time and time again that he wasn’t yours, that he will never be yours. You had always felt blue as you watched him worm his way into and break through Feyre’s walls slowly.

Then, you felt a presence join you and you didn’t even have to turn to know who they were.

“Were you bored enough that you have decided to join me, Shadowsinger?” Your tone was light and teasing, a stark contrast to the heaviness you felt in your heart.

“Is it so wrong to keep a lady company?” He fired back, leaning against the railing.

“Maybe not, but it’s not quite like you, is it?”

Then, your eyes caught a flash of blue. His siphons. And you realized.

Maybe Amren wasn’t talking about your clothes or your emotions, but maybe she was right anyway. Maybe blue really was your color.

[goalhofer]

2024 Milwaukee Brewers Roster

Pitchers

#20 Wade Miley (Tangipahoa Parish, Louisiana)

#29 Trevor Megill (Huntington Beach, California)

#31 Joel Payamps (Santiago De Los Caballeros, Dominican Republic)

#32 Taylor Clarke (Loudoun County, Virginia)*

#35 Jakob Junis (Rock Falls, Illinois)*

#37 D.L. Hall (Warner Robins, Georgia)*

#38 Devin Williams (Hazelwood, Missouri)

#41 Joe Ross (Berkeley, California)*

#45 Abner Uribe (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)

#46 Bryse Wilson (Hillsborough, North Carolina)

#48 Colin Rea (Cascade, Iowa)

#49 Thyago Vieira (São Paulo, Brazil)

#50 J.A. Bukauskas (Loudoun County, Virginia)

#51 Freddy Peralta (Moca, Dominican Republic)

#52 Bryan Hudson (Alton, Illinois)*

#55 Hoby Milner (Ft. Worth, Texas)

#59 Elvis Peguero (Cotuí, Dominican Republic)

Catchers

#24 William Contreras (Puerto Cabello, Venezuela)

#99 Gary Sánchez (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)*

Infielders

#2 Brice Turang (Corona, California)

#3 Joey Ortiz (Garden Grove, California)*

#9 Jake Bauers (Huntington Beach, California)*

#12 Rhys Hoskins (Sacramento County, California)*

#14 Andruw Monasterio (Santiago De León De Caracas, Venezuela)

#15 Oliver Dunn (Salt Lake City, Utah)**

#27 Willy Adames (Santiago De Los Caballeros, Dominican Republic)

Outfielders

#5 Garrett Mitchell (Orange, California)

#10 Sal Frelick (Lexington, Massachusetts)

#11 Jackson Chourio (Maracaibo, Venezuela)**

#16 Blake Perkins (Buckeye, Arizona)

#22 Christian Yelich (Thousand Oaks, California)

Coaches

Manager Pat Murphy (Syracuse, New York)

Hitting coach Connor Dawson (Olathe, Kansas)

Assistant hitting coach Ozzie Timmins (Hillsborough County, Florida)

Pitching coach Chris Hook (San Diego, California)

Assistant pitching coach Jim Henderson (Calgary, Alberta)

Bullpen coach Charlie Greene (Miami, Florida)

Bullpen catcher Christian Correa (Coconut Creek, Florida)

Bullpen catcher Adam Weisenburger (Minneapolis, Minnesota)

1B coach Quintin Berry (San Diego, California)

3B coach Jason Lane (Sonoma County, California)

Field coordinator Néstor Corredor (Acarigua, Venezuela)

Assistant coach Daniel De Mondesert (Ft. Smith, Arkansas)

Assistant coach John McKinven (New Trier Township, Illinois)

Assistant coach Rickie Weeks; Jr. (Altamonte Springs, Florida)

[fuckyeahdanielkitson]

A Reason to Wake Up - January 6, 2023

Tracklist: 1. Blood, Sweat & Tears - You've Made Me So Very Happy 2. Kings of Convenience - The Weight of My Words (Four Tet Remix) 3. King Creosote & Jon Hopkins - John Taylor's Month Away 4. Kevin Morby - This Is A Photograph 5. Sneaks - Do You Want To Go Out Tonight 6. Gruff Rhys - Amen 7. Battles ft. Sal Principato - Titanium 2 Step 8. Holly Throsby - Aeroplane 9. HeCTA - Sympathy for the Auto Industry 10. I Am Kloot - No Fear of Falling 11. John Grant - Rhetorical Figure 12. David Byrne & St. Vincent - Who 13. Elbow - Starlings 14. Max Grise - Hit the Pinata 15. Alice Skye - I Feel Better But I Don't Feel Good 16. Warmduscher - Midnight Dipper 17. Julia Jacklin - Lydia Wars a Cross 18. LCD Soundsystem - Dance Yrself Clean 19. Sufjan Stevens & Angelo De Augustine - Reach Out 20. Seeker Lover Keeper - Even Though I'm a Woman 21. Darren Hanlon - All These Things 22. Huw M - Worried Now Won't Be Worried Long

[scullee]

1, 10, 75

anti hero - taylor swift

as it was - harry styles

starfish - rhys ft felix sandman

[rcbirth]

WHO: @rhystcylor​ ! WHEN: late evening, the perfect time for giving your pals a kiss on the cheek along with their holiday gift ! WHERE: rhys’s room !

PEACE WAS A LUXURY. between the disappearance of poppy, the inner circlet tensions, and the most recent chaos that ensued at the masquerade and resulted in this impromptu trip, fish had promptly decided to sleep with one eye open and a fresh to-go bag at his side. that didn’t, however, mean that he completely gave up on any semblance of normalcy. ( it was the holiday season after all! ) and while he and his family had never celebrated christmas, outside of getting some nicer than normal take-out, fischel abrams was also a lover of gift-giving. what better time to show appreciation to his friends through gifts than now? 

with one hand on the gift box he had carefully wrapped and the other on a plate of cookies, fish moves to make an attempt to knock on rhys’s door only to find it already open. there’s a moment of hesitation before he finally calls out a warning,  ❝ hey, are you decent? i’m coming in. ❞

[wrathbites]

Thousand

A small moment from the vampire verse, for @dandenbo‘s prompt from this list here, ft Rhys Shepard and Aria T’Loak.

~

Two guards behind him, another with a higher vantage point, the turian who let them pass, and a dozen more scattered around the club.  They’re too careful, too casual, eyes drifting back to him time and again, ready to act at a moment’s notice.

A moment’s all he’d need to snap her neck, her same window to return the favour, and Aria’s smile says she’s well aware of it as she leans back in her seat, her throne, arms thrown wide across the back.

You can try.  Do you really think you’ll succeed?

“Commander Shepard,” she says instead, the self-assured tone of someone in complete control.  “I heard you were dead.”

His mouth quirks without his say-so, pulling into that smirk Coats used to bitch about so much —

That’s the look of trouble walkin’, princess.  You realise your plans suck balls, right?

— and sits when she gestures him to her right with a casual wave of her hand.  “Yeah, I’ve been hearing that a lot recently.  A misconception we’re, ah, looking to clear up.”

“Are you really?” eyes like his own: calm, assessing, giving away nothing as her gaze cuts from him to his... companions.  What he’d give for Kaidan and Ashley to be there instead of Lawson and Taylor, sticking out like a pair of neon elcor.  What he’d give.  “That’s not why you’re here on my doorstep, Shepard.”

“No.  I’m looking for a salarian doctor and someone named Archangel.  I was told you might have some information on them...”

~

It’s not often he’s given time to prowl around someone else’s turf.  He’ll give Aria credit where it’s due for the five minutes she allows him to roam.  And then she’s at his side, a scalding brand ducking up under his arm and steering him in a circle with her own around his waist.

“Look around you, Shepard,” she says in a low murmur, meant for his ears and dropping no further.

Her guards, her dancers, her loyal patrons, her bartenders... and them, the hunters in their midst, so easily overlooked, so fatally underestimated.

“What’s your point, Aria?”

“I could live to be a thousand and never be finished with this place, these people.  But you, a vampire — the wonders I could work with your kind of lifespan.”

Ah.  Of course.

“Only disaster can come of the likes of you or I positioning ourselves in a seat of power with immortality in our bones.”

“And if I was to call in the favour you owe for Archangel’s life and demand this?”

“Then you’d have to kill me, Aria T’Loak,” he says, solemn gaze lowering to her fire and smile, a vicious slash of teeth even without the likes of his hunger behind it.  “And you’d fail, like so many before you.”

~

“I’m taking back what’s mine and you’re going to help me.”

“The hell I am!” he snaps back, hackles rising when she smirks at him.

“No?  You refused my price once before, Shepard.  I’m collecting now, whether you like it or not.”

Kaidan’s waiting.  Half his crew are waiting, cheer dying to concerned murmuring the longer he’s here and not there.

He’s backed into a corner with no time for hesitation, no way out except forward, right where she wants him.

Fuck.  Fuck.

[sailorzakuro]

Strictly 2021 Week 1 - Songs and Dances Revealed

FINALLY THEY'RE HERE thought it was coming on Tuesday but either they've changed it for this year or they just delayed it but WE HAVE THEM NOW LET'S GO.

AJ and Kai: Gold Dust by DJ Fresh (Jive) - Starting energetic for AJ I can kind of see that, I feel like she'd be good at that! Don't think I've heard the song if I have it's one of those songs I've heard but haven't a scooby of the name lol.

Judi and Graziano: Chain of Fools by Aretha Franklin (American Smooth) - I like that they're starting off Judi with a smooth ballroom dance, because of her career it's easy to bung her in a funny category to start off with but they haven't good for them 😂.

Katie and Gorka: Black Hole by Griff (Tango) - Put the soap star on a tango first I hear you 😂. Sorry I hear a song called Black Hole and I think of GWSN and that is not a tango song so I don't know.

Nina and Neil: Mi Gente by J Balvin, Willy William ft. Beyonce (Samba) - Oh no you're starting my sweetheart Nina off with a samba since when has starting with the hardest become a trend I don't like it 😭.

Rose and Giovanni: Shake It Off by Taylor Swift (Jive) - I was rather hoping we'd make it a bit longer without this song popping up again... like maybe 100 years or so but I guess I can see why Rose is doing it, anyway I think I've said before I think jive will be good for her getting into it so I look forward to it!

Tilly and Nikita: Consequences by Camila Cabello (Waltz) - Could be a very apt song title considering the stuff people are saying lol I had to, I am gonna avoid Twitter as well as news sites so shit talking won't get into my head while trying to be fair (lol me fair as if), but yeah it could be good idk lmao.

Sara and Aljaz: The Boss by Diana Ross (Triple Cha) - Oh what cos she's on Dragon's Den yeah very original I see what you did there BBC HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA right that's it 😂.

John and Johannes: Blue Monday by New Order (Tango) - I KNEW THIS ONE ALREADY and I'm very excited about it 80s tango gays it's gonna be a PARTY on Saturday night 😂.

Adam and Katya: Beggin' by Maneskin (Triple Cha) - MANESKIN EXCUSE ME??? Sorry I love Maneskin so much but I feel like saying it's Beggin' by Maneskin when it's actually a cover is just... trying to be popular cos Strictly have used the original Beggin' for triples chas for years 😂.

Rhys and Nancy: End of the Road by Boys II Men (Viennese Waltz) - Boys II Men because... he's on CBBC? Is that it? Idk 😂. Viennese Waltz could be interesting to see from them idk lol.

Dan and Nadiya: Everybody Needs Somebody by The Blues Brothers (Quickstep) - Is this cos the last time Nadiya had a giant of a partner he did well at the quickstep okay 😂. It's week 1 I feel like there has to be some sort of connection each song 😂.

Tom and Amy: September by Earth, Wind & Fire (Triple Cha) - GET IT DONE WHILE IT'S STILL SEPTEMBER GOOD IDEA 😂. I mean it's a good disco song maybe we'll get a good disco concept from Tommy I'm excited 😂.

Greg and Karen: That's Life by Frank Sinatra (American Smooth) - With Jamie last year Karen got to show off her more masc/androgynous style (which I certainly loved lol) but now starting off with a Frank Sinatra American Smooth idk if they're taking her back to old femme Karen, I mean it's not about her I'm sure Greg'll do fine I'm just saying 😂.

Robert and Dianne: Rasputin by Boney M (Triple Cha) - I knew this one as well LOVE A BIT OF BONEY M who doesn't love Boney M, I feel like this could end up being one of the "wally" dances of the night (good lord Chris Ramsey's vocab really rubbed off on me didn't it) unless Robert really focuses and surprises us so we'll see.

Ugo and Oti: Iko Iko (My Bestie) by Justin Wellington ft. Small Jam (Samba) - Sounds a bit like a Twitter conversation gonna be honest but Oti queen of samba will hopefully deliver 😂.

Song bingo I know about 6 but it's not about that it's about the DANCING it looks like a good lineup to start off the series with 😂.

[drawing-way-outside-the-lines]

Daniel Chase Hartwig. *Main Character.

Voice Claim: (Liam McIntyre(minus accent)) https://youtu.be/LPcq_D9YSSw?t=26s

Partner(s): Evan (husband) Robert (engaged) And on the side a part of the four clover relationship, involving Evan, Andy and Congo.   Parents: Clara Hartwig and John Hartwig.     Kids: Aishlynn.   Other family members: As he never keeps much in contact with his own family, although he has a nice relationship with them, he sees his close family as his friends, and their kids. Willow and Andy being the ones dearest to him, apart from Evan and his daughter. Age: 39 (Year 2020) - Birthday: 8th of October. Height: 189 cm Body type: Pretty buffed, without being too much. Eye color: Mossy green.  Human: Immortal.

About: ~ Fun to be around, easygoing, not much bothers him, positive, party animal, prankster, flirty, cheeky, friendly, playful, energetic, brave, very outgoing, flexible, tolerant, positive, absentminded, spontaneous, pretty self-ironic, casual, always up for some fun, sometimes very random due to his ADD condition, loses concentration fast. ~ Self taught drummer. Drummer in Evan’s band. Previously drummer in the same band as Andy and Evan. ~ Bisexual. ~ Only has few millimeters hair, but it is dark blond.   ~ Always has a “5 o’clock shadow” (beard stubble) ~ Has multiple tattoos on arms, legs and torso. Most known is big XXX wolf tattoo covering his whole back, ram skull on chest and ‘dick king’ tattoo over his dick.   ~ Gets distracted a lot. (Add/ADHD) ~ Always broke. ~ Goofy. ~ Allergic to wearing shirts. ~ 10/10 will burn down the planet if he tries to cook. ~ Almost nothing is taboo when it comes to sex. ~ Has a piercing in left eyebrow. ~ Often refers to himself as ‘Chase the man’.  Like an alter ego. Expecting anyone else to start calling him by that name. But everyone else hates it. ~ Smokes a lot of really heavy joints to keep his ADD down, as he refuses to drug himself up with pharmacy drugs. ~ Pretty silly, but can easily be serious when he has to. ~ Not the sharpest knife in the drawer. ~ Seriously one of the best friends you could ever have. ~ World known drummer. ~ Smells like: Victor&Rolf - Spicebomb ~ Loves Evan, Willow, Andy, his daughter and close family, his joints, beer, extreme sport, his motor bike, sex, big boobs, his bike, junk food, dancing, partying, beach party, when people cook for him, teasing, flirting, hanging out with his friends, pool parties and streaking.   ~ His style… well… Army is life! Was never actually in the army, but refuses to wear anything else than army clothes. ~ Under his goofy fun loving exterior, lies a warm heart, which cares deeply for everyone close to him.

Dan’s tag Dan’s house/home Handwriting/ask answer pic:

One Gif that describes him:

One song to describe him: Blink-182 - What's My Age Again? Personal play list: 1. The Chemical Brothers - The Salmon Dance 2. Smash Mouth - Let’s Rock 3. Kaiser Chiefs - Never Miss A Beat 4. SAIL - AWOLNATION 5. Mark Ronson - Uptown Funk ft. Bruno Mars 6. Robin Thicke - Blurred Lines ft. T.I. & Pharrell 7. Party Favor - Wasabi (feat. Salvatore Ganacci) 8. MACKLEMORE & RYAN LEWIS - THRIFT SHOP FEAT. WANZ 9. Bloodhound Gang - Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo 10. Taylor Swift - Shake It Off 11. The Offspring - Have You Ever 12. The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army 13. Edwyn Collins - A Girl Like You 14. Right Said Fred - I'm Too Sexy 15. Claude VonStroke - Deep Throat 16. D-A-D - Counting The Cattle 17. Electric Six - Down at McDonnelzzz (I Shall Exterminate...) 18. Blur - Popscene 19. Bloodhound Gang - Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss 20. Basement Jaxx - Where's Your Head At 21. P.O.D. - Youth of the Nation 22. Big Sleep - Looking For A Girl With A Washing Machine 23. Red Hot Chili Peppers - By The Way 24. Gunther - Ding Dong Song 25. The Lonely Island - Threw It On The Ground 26. Gorillaz - Superfast Jellyfish (feat. Gruff Rhys and De La Soul) 27. Glass Animals - Pork Soda 28. Sir Mix-A-Lot - Baby Got Back 29. The Weeknd - Starboy (official) ft. Daft Punk 30. Green Jelly - Three Little Pigs 31. Blur - Bang 32. MAX ROMEO - Chase The Devil 33. Bloodhound Gang - Along Comes Mary 34. Electric Six - Danger! High Voltage 35. Eminem, Dr. Dre - Forgot About Dre 36. House of Pain - Jump Around 37. Gorillaz - Welcome To The World Of Plastic Beach 38. Chumbawamba - Tubthumping 39. Wild Child - Crazy Bird 40. The Streets - Let's Push Things Forward 41. Eminem - Without Me 42. Ini Kamoze - Here Comes The Hotstepper 43. Daft Punk - Get Lucky (Official Audio) ft. Pharrell Williams, Nile Rodgers 44. The Hives - Hate to Say I Told You So 45. The Roots - The Seed 46. Dope Lemon - Hey You 47. Electric Six - Gay Bar 48. D12 - My Band ft. Cameo 49. Bloodhound Gang - Fire Water Burn 50. Lazy Boy - Inhale Positivity Bonus: Tenacious D - Fuck her gently

[jessy-in-real-life]

I was tagged by @archaic-abomination to post the top 10 songs I'm currently listening to.

1. Let You Love Me - Blake McGrath

2.Surrender - Natalie Taylor

3.Better - Corey Harper

4. Hold Me While you Wait - Lewis Capaldi

5.Stay Awake - Dean Lewis

6.Distance -Christina Perri ft. Jason Mraz

7. In The Silence - Leroy Sanchez

8. Better Than Today - Rhys Lewis

9. Camouflage- Selena Gomez

10. At Least I'm Trying - Taylor Swift

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Metamorphosis: An Album by Arianne Martin about Rhys Thorne (@perfectlystiles)

(All Arianne crossover albums)

Your Song, Elton John - I hope you don't mind/That I put down in words/How wonderful life is while you're in the world

Begin Again, Taylor Swift - I've been spending the last eight months/Thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end/But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again

Tennis Court, Lorde - Baby be the class clown/I'll be the beauty queen in tears/It's a new art form showing people how little we care

Lucky Ones, Lana Del Rey - Every now and then, the stars align/Boy and girl meet by the great design/Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?

A Million Dreams, The Greatest Showman - I think of what the world could be/A vision of the one I see/A million dreams is all it's gonna take/A million dreams for the world we're gonna make

End Game, Taylor Swift ft. Ed Sheeran - For all your beautiful traits, and the way you do it with ease/For all my flaws, paranoia, and insecurities

Andante Andante, Abba - Take it easy with me, please/Touch me gently like a summer evening breeze

Rescue Me, Sabrina Carpenter - I just need a voice for calling/And can't you see I trust you always

We’re Going Home, Vance Joy- If we make it or we don't, we won't be alone.When I see your light shine, I know I'm home

Mine, Taylor Swift - Braced myself for the goodbye/Cause that's all I've ever known/Then, you took me by surprise/You said, "I'll never leave you alone"

Forever Tag List: @themildestofwriters​ @gottaenjoythelittlethingzz​ @dancerdramatic14​ @seaweedhufflepuffocs​ @iceandwaterfairytail​ - want to be added to the forever/fandom/character tag lists for fics or all content?  shoot me an ask!

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[twodaysintojune]

I’m Not Jesus

Supernatural, Debriel, Warnings: Issues with catholic religion, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Torture. There’s nothing explicit but it’s definitely there.

Finde me at AO3

Loosely based on the song I'm not Jesus by Apocalyptica ft. Corey Taylor. I've always had an issue when certain people don't get the punishment they deserve and I always have wanted to see justice happen. Fast forward to today and when I happened to stumble on the song once more after such a long time I immediately knew Gabriel would definitely give their just desserts to these kind of disgraceful bastards and not hold back on the punishment. This is still darker than the things I've written so far so please tread lightly. The Debriel at the end was just me indulging in my ship.

“SON OF A BITCH!”

A notebook and some pens flew across the motel room. Dean had had enough composure to not throw the laptop away along the other stuff.

“Dean, calm down.”

“Calm down? Calm down!? This bastard could be doing something to any of those kids RIGHT NOW and we don’t have a way to get anywhere near them or get them out!”

Sam sighed while Dean dragged his hands through his hair in desperation.

“We can’t help it, after those kids tried to escape two days ago security has been reinforced…”

“Maybe we should just shoot the bastard down.”

“Dean, we don’t have actual proof that he is doing anything to them...”

“Sam, that kid Jason was trembling, TREMBLING when the cops told him they had to take him away from me and towards that bastard! You saw him crying for god’s sake!”

“...And it would be really bad if we caught the attention of the police if we suddenly disappear after the deed is done.”

Dean just glared at his brother. He was obviously right but it still sucked to be placed in this situation. They had come because they had read the corpse of a kid had been found in a riverbank nearby, the odd thing was that the kid had been at an orphanage run by a local church that according to rumours had apparently been missing children throughout the years that the church said they had transferred but never arrived to their destination.

After Jason and the other kid Rhys escaped, Dean was dreading that it had actually been the absolutely not supernatural but just as monstrous priest the one that had killed these kids. The worse was that now that the priest knew their faces they were unable to even walk two blocks near the building before any of the people at his congregation pointed them out and shooed them off. What could he actually do to gather proof that these kids needed to be rescued? He started to pace around the room trying to think of something.

“We need to think this out.”

“A fucking miracle, that’s what we need...” Suddenly, Dean stopped in his tracks. “Of course!”

Sam watched his brother sit at the edge of the bed and join his hands in prayer.

“Uh, maybe it would be easier to just use the phone, Cas can’t answer back with a prayer.”

“Shhh, dammit I’m trying to concentrate”

“Well maybe you could try harder, your prayers are the most laughable thing I’ve ever heard.”

Sam turned towards the newcomer’s voice, gun in hand before realising who it was.

“Gabriel!?”

“The One and Only” Gabriel winked at Sam “So—oomph!” Gabriel had been almost tackled by Dean with how hard the hunter had thrown himself to hug him.

“Man! I’m so glad you came! We need your help so bad! You’re my only hope.”

“Wow, I.. I’m happy to see you too...”

Sam looked at Gabriel with suspicion, he wasn’t sure if he had just seen the archangel blush for a fraction of a second. Quickly, Dean filled him in on the situation at hand. It was frightening to see how his usual aloof stance slowly turned into a mask shadowed by something terrible.

“...That’s why I called you, I want you to fly yourself in there and find proof against that bastard.”

“Oh, I’ll find proof alright.”

“...Gabe?”

After a snap of his fingers, Gabriel delighted himself with the look of shock both hunters gave him. In front of them, instead of the usual archangel, a fourteen or something year old version of Gabriel stood back at them. A thinner, more delicate frame than what was expected of him, soft locks of brown blondish hair curled over his blushed face, fairer skin that enhanced his rosy pouted lips. An evil grin that reflected the sparkle in his huge whiskey coloured eyes was the only thing that broke the angelical image he was giving out right now.

“Well, how do I look?”

Dean gulped down dryly.

“I mean this in the best worst possible way given the situation Gabe but… Man, you look like you’re literally asking for a banging from that son of a bitch.”

Sam snapped his head towards Dean with a glare of disapproval. It was true that right now Gabriel looked like a… depraved man’s wettest dream with such angelic looks but surely there was some sort of punishment for saying something like THAT to the face of a friggin’ actual archangel!

Surprisingly for Sam, this actually made Gabriel smile more. He snapped his fingers once more and surely a lightning came out of nowhere outside and rain started to fall, a minute later it was literally a downpour. Taking off his jacket and giving it to Dean he messed his hair more, undid the laces of his boots and a wave of his hand made him look like he had not been able to sleep under a roof for a week. He went to open the door.

“Well, I’m off.”

Before he stepped out, he felt someone holding his arm for a second. Gabriel turned to look at Dean.

“Gabe… be careful.”

Gabriel laughed. It was obvious the only person who would have to be careful was that bastard priest, he didn’t understand the reason Dean looked so concerned.

“Sure Dean-o, don’t worry about it.”

Confidently, he stepped outside and made a run towards the church five blocks away because of-fucking-course he had to be that extra with the scenario. Dean stood at the door until he could no longer see Gabriel before closing it back, went for a beer and sat down on the edge of the bed once more.

“Do you think he’ll gather enough proof to get that bastard in jail in just a night?”

Dean turned at his brother with an odd look.

“Sammy... If he gets proof that he’s doing something, anything, to those children; he’s not gonna let that bastard rot in jail.”

It took Sam a couple of seconds to realize that they had literally unleashed the wrath of heavens against the fucker, he was not going to survive the night. His concept of right and wrong told him that letting Gabriel kill that man was almost as bad as shooting him in the face but still, it was Gabriel the Archangel the one delivering judgement. That had to count for something, right? Sam grabbed a beer and sat by Dean’s side.

“Well then I guess that’ll serve him right.”

“Just desserts alright...”

They drank their beer in awkward silence, getting ready to wait for Gabriel to show up once more. This was going to be a long night.

---

It took Father Roland almost an hour more than usual to bid goodbye to everyone that night because of the sudden downpour and he was already getting on edge having to smile so much at Mrs. Rowan’s stupid idle remarks on yesterday’s tv show. He had to do something about this frustration soon, little Rhys still had to pay some punishment for trying to escape like that. He had just closed the door when a sudden movement at the nearest corner called his attention, looking closely in the dimmed lights it looked like a person.

Father Roland neared them cautiously until he was upfront. “Who are you?”

The crouching figure jumped scared and turned towards the priest taking his breath away. Behind layers of sticky and wet dirt beautiful melted golden eyes and features that could put all the angels in heaven to shame were staring at him in fright.

“Please don’t sack me. I… I won’t do anything bad.”

Father Roland gave him the disgustingly sweet smile he gave to his favorite boys.

“Dear me boy, I would never think of sacking you. My god you’re drenched, let’s get you dry. Come on over this way, you can clean up at the house.”

Listening at the man’s thoughts disgusted him. Images of bruised flesh and screams of innocent children filled his brain. So Gabriel focused on the charade of pretending to be a sad little runaway runt that was being picked up by the (overly) caring priest. He had promised Dean he would get enough proof first so he just had to wait a little more and stoically stand the bastard’s hands holding him up with a bit too more strength than what should be normal. He expected it wouldn’t take long, the first point of alarm had been triggered when he clearly read how Father Roland was rejoicing on the fact he had in his hands a boy that apparently no one would miss.

So you’re already sinning in mind eh, Father Roland?

He was led to a bathroom in a small apartment adjacent to the church and was told to wash himself. Sighing, Gabriel made a go to undress. He was disappointed when the priest didn’t actually attack him while taking his bath but that obviously was because he preferred to be a voyeur, otherwise there was no reason for the shower not having any curtains. Gabriel took some time to finish his shower considering that a boy that hadn’t taken a bath in such a long time wouldn’t really rush. In the middle of it the priest arrived with a towel and some clothes. Gabriel covered himself in apparent shame while the priest laughed it off telling him it was perfectly alright and not to feel ashamed.

“Don’t feel ashamed my ass, you obviously scanned me over entirely in the process.” mumbled Gabriel after the priest had left him once more. Second point of alarm triggered.

Finishing the shower, he dried himself and cursed under his breath. A deteriorated large t-shirt and some old tight shorts. For someone dealing with an orphanage it didn't look like he cared much about the things he had for the children. Third point.

“Well look at that! You look like a completely different boy now! Come, have a seat, let's have dinner.”

Gabriel sat in front of him mumbling something he hoped passed as ‘thank you’. Taking a bite of the mashed potatoes he groaned in pleasure he didn’t expect.

“You like it?”

“Yes… did you do this?”

He leaned forward a bit and winked at the boy. “One needs to find joy in the simple daily tasks.”

Well fuck it thought Gabriel, this is why this world seems so unfair most of the time. Here I am, sitting in front of a child abuser that prepares mashed potatoes worth of a showdown against Dean’s. If it weren’t for how he’s looking at me right now I wouldn’t suspect a thing, heck, he could be poisoning me right now and… Gabriel stopped his train of thought and carefully began to disentangle the molecules that formed the mashed potatoes.

(C6H10O5)n

That was starch, definitely from the potatoes, and over there were the fat molecules and further more salt and testing a little bit more water and lactose and...

C16H12FN3O3

Oh.

Oh.

There it was. Roofies.

It was so obvious, crush the bitches and mix them in the mashed potatoes. Not a single kid would find out. Well, too bad for you Father Roland, I’m not a normal kid at all.

So far all evidence had been circumstantial, Dean’s telling of the events, sinning in mind was still not an action so he could easily make the priest repent on that, even being a disgusting voyeuristic pervert could be forgiven to a point if he didn’t do anything else, he would eventually land in Hell when he died but that wouldn’t be Gabriel’s problem. But things had changed now that he was actively trying to drug him.

“What’s your name kid?”

Gabriel turned to look at the man, if he was going to do this then it was going to be all tricks out and for a man that falsely professed upon religion, a religious styled punishment was the most fitting things of all.

He left his fork down at the plate and gave him a smile.

“Gabriel. They call me Gabriel.”

“Gabriel eh? That’s a very nice name, did you know that your name is the name of an angel?”

“An angel?” Gabriel went forward to drink a bit of the adulterated soda.

“An Archangel actually. They hold the highest of ranks in Heaven just below God.”

“Who else holds that rank?”

“Well, there’s Michael and Raphael.”

Gabriel frowned a little.

“What about Lucifer?”

“What about him?”

“He’s an Archangel too.”

“No he’s not.”

“Why not?”

“Because he has fallen. He cannot hold the title of Archangel because he refused of it when he fought against God’s will.”

“How do you know? Where is that written in the Bible?”

Father Roland stammered for a second.

“That’s just the way it is kid.”

“Just like that? Shouldn’t we like, reeeally check the book? Or maybe ask Lucifer about it?”

The priest snorted, he was obviously getting frustrated. Figures, thought Gabriel, a person that preaches religion but doesn’t believe in God wouldn’t really spend much time actually reading his books.

“You cannot ask anything to the Devil boy, if you mess with him, you’ll end up in Hell.”

“Have you even tried?”

“Are you asking me to give up my faith?”

“I’m just telling you to fact-check your statements, it wouldn’t do good if a priest was unable to talk about the most basic of things with his congregation.”

Father Roland stood up livid and moved towards Gabriel’s seat with a forced smile.

“You’re getting a little snappy, maybe we should rest and keep with this very interesting talk tomorrow.”

“Oh I think not. I like myself snappy, thank you.” Gabriel smirked at him.

The priest slapped Gabriel with so much force that any normal kid would have literally been thrown off the chair. Gabriel just turned his head a little.

“Don’t be disrespectful to me!”

It took the priest a couple of seconds to perceive the unnatural pain in his hand, when he turned to look at it it was already turning red and swelling a bit.

“Is everything alright Father Roland?”

Gabriel could practically see the cogs in his brain turning at full speed trying to understand how on earth this kid was unfaced and unblemished despite how hard he had hit him. A second later the man was picking Gabriel up from the shirt with evident anger. He obviously had to be more thorough with this little brat. Gabriel wanted to see what his plan of action was so he allowed the priest to manhandle him.

Father Roland dragged Gabriel to a tiny room at the end of a stretch hallway and threw him on a bed. Gabriel perceived the acrid undertones of sweat drenched with fear and other less graceful fluids. It apparently was the same room where the priest sleeped. This was beyond disgusting, he acted like an animal, revolving over his past victories and dragging them on, only to increase the fear of the next child. He was visually frantic, his orderly plan of drugging the kid was not working at all but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t get away with what he wanted. He always got away with what he wanted.

And he wanted Gabriel.

The priest placed himself on top of Gabriel while turning him around, holding his hands backwards, tying him up with a rope he naturally had at hand.

“We’ll have to give you some lessons on how to respect your elders you little piece of shit.”

“What are you gonna do?” Muffled Gabriel through the sheets.

“Wait and see.”

A moment later, the man was pulling Gabriel’s shorts down and the next one he was thrown against the wall by an unknown force. The priest had a grunt forced out of him with the impact, it had been so hard that he temporarily lost his sight, almost fainting.

“Aaaaand... That’s it.”

The priest looked upwards and looked at Gabriel disoriented. Instead of the old clothes he had given him, he was wearing the clothes he had before, only now they were clean and nice.

“What the hell!? What’s going on!? Put me down you little bitch!”

Gabriel magicked himself a chair and sat down to properly look at the man. It was funny to see how out of his element he was right now. This was his space, this was his room and in just a flash Gabriel had turned it all over and made him feel defenseless. He radiated hate towards the archangel. Gabriel laughed in mirth. It was a laugh that would have been labeled as beautiful if the situation had been a completely different one.

“Are you sure you should be using that kind of language with me? Right now I’m the one holding you at will.”

“I don’t know how you’re doing this but once I find out...”

“What? You’ll make me pay for it? Oh man, don’t be an idiot. You’ve been beating and raping kids for years and you managed to keep yourself out of punishment until now. Too bad for you the Winchesters found you along the way… Long story short Roland, you picked the short end of the straw this time and I’m here to pass on some good ol’ Judgement. But not before you tell me what you did with the rest of the kids.”

Father Roland laughed, he was desperately trying to hold onto some sort of power.

“Good luck with that, I’ll die first before telling you a thing.”

Gabriel smirked “You just don’t know how happy I am to hear those words Roland, there’s no other way I’d prefer to go around this.”

With a movement of his hand Gabriel brought Roland back down and on his knees and stood up in front of him.

“But first, maybe a demonstration of what will come to you if you don’t start talking.”

With a snap, Gabriel turned the floor below the priest’s knees into heated coal. Immediately burning his flesh. The man wailed in pain throughout the long 15 seconds the torture lasted. He was sweating already when the lumps of coal disappeared once more. Threads of burnt polyester fabric from his pants adhering painfully to the raw flesh.

“So, Roland. Feeling up for a confession?”

Four hours later, the priest’s entire body was covered in burnt flesh and blisters. And it hadn’t been the man’s fault, with the type of torture he had received he would have confessed everything in less than 20 minutes if Gabriel hadn’t taken his voice away every time he was about to talk.

“What did you say? I can’t hear you Roland! Are you sure you’re trying enough??”

Eventually, Gabriel allowed him to talk. Moments after Roland would have collapsed if it weren’t for the fact that Gabriel was keeping him awake.

“No can’t do Roland, these are your last moments alive, you should treasure them instead of letting them go by.”

Roland started to cry, he couldn’t keep the farce of strength any more.

“Wh… What are... Are you a demon?”

Gabriel turned to look at him like he had grown a second head, sitting sideways on his chair.

“You didn’t listen to me well when I told you my name did you?”

Gabriel loved it, that moment of realization hitting a person’s eyes. The myriad of questions flowing at once. How? Why? All followed by denial.

“You can’t be Gabriel...” His voice was fading away.

“How come?”

“Gabriel is… an archangel… from Heaven… He wouldn’t…”

“You know Roland, I think you’re forgetting a very important thing.”

Roland looked at him, expecting his words, it wasn’t like he could do much anymore.

“All angels are soldiers, and I am a High Commander of My Father’s legions.”

Eyes flashed bright blue and wings spanned behind him in light while he stood up with pride. He could literally feel how Roland paralyzed in fear, tears streaming down his wrecked features while his lips mumbled the first words of the Lord’s Prayer.

Sam and Dean woke up startled by the sound of a Fire truck siren and police cars passing by the road next to the motel. After a couple of hours waiting for Gabriel, they had eventually fallen to a light sleep on the same bed watching tv. Looking at each other, they strode outside the room and ran outside, a dark cloud of smoke rising up from the place they knew the church was.

They ran towards the church, a group of kids were already herded two blocks away from the commotion, the two kids Dean had found broke into a run towards him when they saw him and held themselves to him despite the efforts of the policeman. Dean calmed the man down and moved with the kids closer to their group so that he wouldn’t make a fuzz.

“Are you alright kids? What happened?”

“The church’s on fire.”

“I woke up to go to the bathroom and I smelled the smoke, I made the call.”

“That was very brave of you.”

The kid smiled, it was the very first smile Dean had seen on him. He left them to approach his brother.

“The fire started on the priest’s house, it’s apparently been controlled at the moment without danger of it reaching other buildings but they’re still on hold...”

“And what about the priest?”

Sam looked at Dean with a look that showed him he was unwilling to say more about it with the kids so close.

“Pretty sure he’s well past the Reception Committee downstairs by now. Thanks for bringing my jacket by the way.”

Both men got startled when the currently teen Gabriel talked behind them and grabbed the piece of clothing Dean had under his arm. The man looked at him trying to assess his expression.

“Are you okay Gabe?”

Gabriel stared at Dean with a funny look.

“Of course I’m okay, why wouldn’t I?”

“I’m sorry but with the way you look right now I...”

“...You were actually worried about me? Like, for real?”

“It’s not like I don’t understand you’re still an archangel, I just—”

Dean was cut short when Gabriel gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks.”

Sam felt just as shocked as his brother but just as him tried to ignore what had just happened to keep his own sanity if for nothing else.

Two weeks later Dean was still following up the news on the priest case despite being five states away at the bunker. When the flames of the priest’s home had been finally doused, they discovered all the evidence of the child abuse in his bedroom which had been miraculously untouched by the fire and the investigation began. Just that morning the police had discovered the remains of a third child, probably the last they would find considering the time that had passed from their disappearances until now. All the children at the orphanage had been moved to different places. Rhys and Jason had called Dean twice already, once to tell him where they were going to land and then when they arrived, he had given them his phone in case they needed him for anything, at all. Someone reached over his shoulder to look at the screen of his laptop.

“Still looking at that?”

Dean turned to look back at Gabriel, he was back to being the man he had always known. It was the first time he had seen him after the events of that night, the archangel had excused himself by stating that there were some things in heaven that needed to be addressed. He looked at him for a second before starting to quote a part of the article.

“It has been a miracle that all the evidence of the whereabouts of these poor children was intact after the fire. Even when there is nothing we can do to help them now, at least they can be given proper burial, their memory shall remain.”

Gabriel looked at the screen while taking a seat by Dean’s side, he was unfazed by the text.

“Is there anything funny ‘bout that?”

“...You made up some of that evidence to lead the police, didn’t you?”

“Hmm, maybe?”

Dean looked at the archangel profoundly and nodded gravely.

“... Thanks Gabe.”

Gabriel just arched up his eyebrows in surprise. He actually expected Dean to tell him off for making up evidence after he had answered so nonchalantly. Not for him to give him that look of… of… of what?

“Uh… You know it’s not like I care much about this but… are you alright Dean?”

Dean tore his eyes once more from the screen towards Gabriel.

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing.. I mean… it’s just… you… you should already be lashing back at me for something… anything” Gabriel waved his hands like he couldn’t get anything around him. “Heck, you didn’t even complain about the beer I got from your stash!” Now he waved his hand in front of him where he was indeed holding out a beer from the dark ale six pack Dean had bought for a special dinner a week ago.

“What are you talking about? What you did was amazing! You helped so many children to escape an awful fate with that bastard! Why would I scream at you for that?”

“Because I don’t know you anymore! I can’t handle you this way!”

Dean was taken aback for a moment, Gabriel was upset now and it was obvious he didn’t understand what the problem about Dean being grateful towards him made him panic like that. But Dean got it. He understood that feeling of helplessness when the world around you turned in a way you never expected better than anyone else. And he also understood another thing, it was true that he liked the archangel enough to trust him like family despite all of their differences or probably because of all of them.

“Then you’ll have to learn how to handle me again.” He looked at Gabriel with a look that said ‘Come at me’.

Gabriel blushed and looked away, was there anything he could say to banter against him now?

“But I am kind of angry about the beer. I hope you know how to make it up to me before I fry your wings in holy oil.”

Gabriel turned back to him, the tone of his voice was definitely not even close to upset. It was soft and warm and… and what?

“Well, good luck making me do that, I could make some killer burgers but I have nothing to work with here.”

Dean smirked.

“I think that can be arranged.”

He stood up and began moving towards the kitchen, stopping just a moment to wait for Gabriel. Cautiously, the archangel stood up and went to follow Dean. Other times the hunter would have already been kicking him out but to be honest Gabriel didn’t really mind having a Dean that looked forward to something he had cooked.

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Music Shuffle!

Thanks @alanakusumastan​!!

We’re snooping on your playlist. AGAIN ! 😀😘 Set your entire music library on shuffle and repost the first 🎵20🎵 songs that pop up. Then tag 《20》 people to do the same. Let’s listen to some music and have some fun together, fandom ! 🎉🎊🎉 Let’s engage everyone in this and spread the joy, let’s make some noiiise and shake the house !!! Bonus points if you add the YouTube links for each song so anyone could easily and on the spot listen your favs !

(If you don’t like country music you should avoid the ones in bold lol)

Smokey Robinson, Miguel, Aloe Blacc & JC Chasez - My Girl

The Maine - How Do You Feel?

Taylor Swift (ft. Ed Sheeran) - Everything Has Changed

Scotty McCreery - Forget To Forget You

Thomas Rhett - Die a Happy Man

We Are The In Crowd - Exits and Entrances

Two Friends (ft. Kevin Writer) - Just a Kid

We the Kings - All the Way

David Guetta (ft. Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne) - Light My Body Up

Jake Miller - Palm Blvd

Brett Eldredge - Mean To Me

Calum Scott - You Are The Reason

Three Days Grace - World So Cold (Piano)

LINKIN PARK (ft. Kiiara) - Heavy

Lady Antebellum - Just A Kiss

Amy Shark - Adore

The Veronicas - Untouched

The Summer Set - Figure Me Out   (or if you wanna be sad about TSS ending like I am bc of that farewell message on brian’s tumblr)

Mario - Let Me Love You  *cries in nostalgia bc i was listening to this in elementary school*

Zac Brown Band - Your Majesty

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B-SIDE GIG LISTINGS: 24TH AUGUST - 7TH SEPTEMBER 2017

Every Thursday we publish the finest events happening across East Anglia over the next two weeks.  To submit your event listings, please see our contact page.

AUGUST

Thursday 24th 

Bury St Edmunds, Apex Matt Cardle & Kerry Ellis £40 - 7.30pm - Tickets

Cambridge, Portland Arms Laura Gibson £10 - 7pm - Tickets

Colchester, Arts Centre 65daysofstatic & Meemo Comma £15 - 7.30pm - Tickets

Friday 25th 

Norwich, Epic Studios The Islas & special guests £7 - 7.30pm - Tickets

Saturday 26th

Cambridge, Portland Arms Terra, Space Witch, PSOTY & Shrykull £7 - 7pm - Event page

Colchester, Vinyl Hunter Vinyl Hunter Essex Launch Party Free entry - 12pm - Event page

Newmarket, Racecourse Jess Glynne £50 - 5.30pm - Tickets

Norwich, Epic Studios The Visitors, Foxfather & Couch £5 - 8pm - Tickets

Colchester, Three Wise Monkeys SuperGlu, Fick As Fieves, Shiners & Boat Rich £7 - 9pm - Event page

Tuesday 29th 

Cambridge, Cornerhouse Jake Martin, Murder Ballads & Rhys Kirkman Entry by donation - 8pm - Event page

Norwich, Arts Centre Vaudou Game £14 - 8pm - Tickets

Wednesday 30th

Cambridge, Portland Arms Sly and the Family Drone & Necro Deathmort £7 - 8pm - Tickets

SEPTEMBER

Friday 1st

Cambridge, Portland Arms Hannah Lou Clark & Si Dartford £6.75 - 7pm - Tickets

Saturday 2nd

Bury St Edmunds, Hunter Club Atorc, Janet Street Slaughter, Kemakil, Final Transmission & Maverick £5 (£4 adv) - 7pm - Event page

Bury St Edmunds, Vinyl Hunter Tilly Moses & Jack Rundell Free entry - 1pm - Event page

Ipswich, Steamboat Tavern Gaffa Tape Sandy, Fick As Fieves & James Morgan Free entry - 8.30pm - Event page

Norwich, Arts Centre Momentum Day Norwich Free entry - 1pm - Tickets

Norwich, Arts Centre Mary Epworth, Hannah Peel & Love Ssega £5.50 - 8pm - Tickets

Norwich, Brickmakers Theia & Hollowstar £5.50 - 8pm - Tickets

Norwich, Epic Studios Adrenaline ft Blind Tiger & others £7.00 - 3pm - Tickets

Sunday 3rd

Cambridge, Portland Arms The Districts & The Baby Seals £13.75 - 7pm - Tickets

Monday 4th

Cambridge, Junction Curtis Eller's American Circus £10 - 8pm - Tickets

Tuesday 5th

Colchester, Arts Centre Taupe & Phil Mill £7 - 7.30pm - Tickets  

Wednesday 6th

Norwich, Arts Centre Gilad Atzmon and The Orient House Ensemble £12.50 - 8pm - Tickets

Norwich, Owl Sanctuary CJ Ramone & Isotopes £12 - 7pm - Tickets

Thursday 7th

Cambridge, Junction Woodley Taylor, The Mojo Slide, The Crystal Ship & Christian Ship £12.50 - 7pm - Tickets

Photo credit: SuperGlu (supplied)