#my beloved blondie…show out king

[mudkissphotography]

2022 - MY YEAR IN REVIEW

Looking back at 2022, it was a year of living life on my terms. Doing things I have wanted to do for a long time, regardless of age. My biggest personal change this year was losing 4 stone and getting fit and healthy - its still a work in progress. I also dyed my hair like a raspberry ripple ice cream, (not been pink since the 80s) and had another tattoo.

I began to smile more and felt great, but sadly towards the end of the year, I lost my beloved 16-year-old bengal cat Rococo, so Christmas time was tinged with sadness that he wasn't around. I had this portrait of him completed as a tribute in November by Ana at Holy Trinity Tattoo Studios in Wigan.

On the photography front, I got to photograph two world-renowned theatrical shows. Firstly the Burlesque queen herself Dita Von Teese's Glamonatrix show, (the hottest, most glamorous ticket in town in March) was really something special and I was one of only 2 photographers chosen. Cirque De Soleil was another one off my bucket list and the only photographer at this particular show. I was treated with respect and kindness by the female tour managers of both shows.

I got to photograph the great British theatrical show Circus of Horrors which is always fun and keeps the audience on the edge of their seats with its death-defying stunts and bizarre horror themes and freak show.

It was also an incredible year for live music, it really did breathe life back into the venues once more. I was lucky enough to experience some magnificent shows and photograph them.

In no particular order, this is what struck me as some of my favourite times this year. First Aid Kit was my final show of the year, beautiful music, I could easily have photographed them all night.

Always fun shooting Billy Idol, who was in one of the first punk bands I saw in 1977. He is still the king rocker and had the audience in the palm of his hands. I also had one of my photos of him commissioned in the Guardian.

Robbie Williams is an incredible entertainer and 7 photographers were allowed access to his arena show - I was one of the lucky few.

Peaches, a superstar, a creative and powerful female artist, an explosive show at O2 Ritz, I was the only one shooting the whole show. It was dynamite and colourful and I had the best time. Peaches even shouted out to me to take the shot and proceeded to do a high jump for it. My favourite show of the year.

Taylor Momsen of The Pretty Reckless owns the stage at the Mcr Academy, with a pit packed full of photographers trying to get THE shot; I loved the beauty in this shot of Ezra Furman shooting for Academy Music Group at O2 Ritz, which reminds me of a pre rachelite; the first time capturing the funkiness of Macy Grey was fun and also a bucket list tick for the exciting duo Nova Twins to a packed crowd in the small academy; shooting legends My Chemical Romance in Warrington in daylight was marvellous, sounding fantastic, bonus that the L. A band Starcrawler was one of the supports.

Photographing the Mcr show for Brix Smith as she unleashed her new band supporting PiL was awesome. John Lydon was in fine form too. Tori Amos at Mcr O2 Apollo was a challenge from the rear of the theatre, but I loved the colours and stage set-up. Karen O of Yeah Yeah, Yeahs, was another awesome show, her outfits were magnificent. Blondie, another old favourite at the Mcr Arena spectacular backdrops made for a stunning photographic show. Wolf Alice, was one of my first live music events for me this year and what a dynamite show it was too.

The Rolling Stones in the summer I sadly didn't get to photograph them, but as press for Louder Than War we did get access to the VIP area which was just amazing, with Echo and the Bunnymen as support - win-win. These were the famous lips in the grounds of the Anfield Stadium.

So many shows I got to photograph this year I couldn't include them all here - but a shout out to Cassyette, Chvrches, Roxy Music, Mitski, Marina, LP, St Vincent, Paloma Faith and Samantha Fish, for some great photo ops, if you wish to go see the albums they are all here on Flickr:

So what a year it proved to be, packed with diversity and it was great to reconnect with some of my photography chums, old and new once more. It was also a pleasure to liaise with some fantastic writers on the live shows this year and some of the Louder Than War crew got together in the summer at Home Mcr for an afternoon of chatter, drinks on John Robb.

And this was such a fantastic mural in the town of Leigh (4 miles from me) and such a fitting tribute to Pete Shelley that I had to include it here as one of my favourite moments - taken July 2022 on the day of the launch.

Just one last one, this was our New Years Eve 2022, walking through Delamere Forest on the illumination trail - such a grand spectacle.

Use of these images in any form without permission is illegal.

All work copyright Melanie Smith/ Mudkiss Photography All Rights Reserved

#2022inphotos #mudkissphotography #livemusic #livemusicphotography #gig #music #mudkissphotos #o2ritzmanchester #liveperformer #manchesteracademy

[maiteo]

!!! Blondies starting!!!

i knaurrrr i winnn!!! manifesting a MØ8 masterclass❤️

#answered #my beloved blondie…show out king #ødegaard

[whatiswrongwithpeople]

Orm x reader (Untitled as of now) part 2

I felt motivated to continue writing, but the chapter came out kinda short (Also didn't proof read oop). Hope you enjoy it anyways tho! Also, I tried to go with (Y/N) to offer an opportunity to insert yourselves into the story. I will try to avoid descriptions such as eye- , hair- and skin colour etc to keep this as open as possible.

Part 1 : https://whatiswrongwithpeople.tumblr.com/post/666739738335690753/orm-x-reader-untitled-as-of-now

Part 3: https://whatiswrongwithpeople.tumblr.com/post/666935876624990208/orm-x-reader-untitled-as-of-now-part-3

-----a quick few day time skip brought to you by tin man orm------

Orm wasn’t thrilled about staying on the surface in the first place, but now he no longer longed for his beloved Atlantis. No, all the former king longed for at this point was being alone. He didn’t care if it was at some monotone surface dweller’s house , inside of a car or hell , at this point, he even considered the mountains. Anywhere where he could sit ALONE in a peaceful , quiet atmosphere. But no, of course, Orm wouldn’t be granted such a wish, instead, he had to experience further punishment of living in the company of the insufferable woman, whose name turned out to be (Y/N). Just the thought of her made Orm clench his jaw, because if there was one thing worse than being forced to live on the surface, it was (Y/N) calling him things which he didn't understand, but her and his just as insufferable halfbrother seemed to find great amusement in it. “Tin Man, Silver Boy, Barbie, Blondy, Jack Frost…” the list was just continuously getting longer with each passing hour. How dare she show off such behaviour towards a king, someone born with royal blood ? Just like the annoying nicknames, Orm just couldn’t understand it.”Hey, Sleeping Beauty! Are you with us?” a hand appeared in his vision , almost making Orm lose the grip he had on his teacup. With an eye roll, he smacked the hand away. “ What are you bothering me with now?” If his annoyance wasn’t clear enough in his actions, then it definitely was present in his voice.” Woah, okay okay, calm down” (Y/N) exclaimed, holding her hands up in mock surrender , “I just decided to go out and buy some stuff and wanted to know if there’s anything you need.” She dropped her hands back to her sides, glaring at him almost as annoyed as he seemed to be. Orm stared ahead , his eyes settling on everything and nothing at once. “ Freedom.” he mumbled whilst taking another sip of his tea. “Huh?” questioned the woman and tilted her head to her side in order to get a better view of the fallen king’s face. “You asked what I need, I need my freedom.” Orm stated matter of factly. “Mhm.” answered (Y/N) seemingly pondering something. “ I don’t think there is an aisle for that at the grocery store.” With that she swiftly pulled on her jacket and grabbed her key’s, leaving a startled Orm behind, whose grip got so tight around the fragile porcelain of his cup, he was sure it would give out at any point. Oh no, he couldn’t do this much longer, she was insufferable, inconsiderate and just overall annoying. Caught up in his anger, the blonde man didn’t notice that during their interaction, the corner of his lips had settled in the slightest of smirks.

#orm marius #orm marius x reader #king orm #king orm x reader #aquaman orm #aquaman imagine #ocean master imagine #ocean master x reader #ocean master #orm x reader #orm imagine #king orm imagine #aquaman movie #patrick wilson imagine #patrick wilson x reader

[feline17ff]

Ayo!! you saw my Cerise/Ramona/Rosabella ask!! very rad /pos /g!! I've been keeping an eye on your blog since I stumbled upon it whilst digging through the EAH tag, and I gotta say, your blog is!! Rad!! Now, I have a question, fellow EAH enthusiast: if you could rewrite EAH, how would you do it?- Narrator Headcanon Anon

Thank you so much! 💖 Awesome to know my blog is fun for someone other than me 😋

I did see your ask! In my EAH rewrite I'd use your idea and rewrite Ramona, Cerise, and Rosabella to have beast forms that we actually get to see.

More about Briar's powers aka that she can hear stuff when she's asleep.

The Good King and the Mad Hatter being great father-figures (found family my beloved) to the EAH boys: Daring, Dexter, Sparrow, Hunter, Hopper, Tiny, Merry Men etc. They're just such great dads.

More of Hunter, Cerise, Maddie, Melody, Cupid and other rebels acting as Raven Protection Squad.

Apple White is perfect as is. I'd give her more happiness.

Faybelle, Lizzie, Raven, Baba Yaga, Dancing Madame, and more, acting as Duchess Protection Squad and helping to find a solution for her unhappy destiny. Just got the idea of them being her Knights of the Round Table!

Kitty, Ramona, Faybelle, Sparrow, Blondie as prankmasters. Blondie's the voice of goodness but that's not saying much.

More little rebel things by Ashlynn and Briar after they out themselves as rebels, like sitting on the rebel side of the castleteria, having the winged purple heart as a little pin on their bag or dress, hanging out with fellow rebels who have always been outside their social circle, like Briar hanging with Hunter, Ashlynn with Cerise.

More connection with Monster High - Cupid taking EAH students there and vice versa. Cerise and Ramona letting their hair down. Twyla taking Briar's friends into her dreams when she falls asleep and they hang out there. Sparrow interacting with Holt and Heath. Raven getting help with her magic from Casta. EAH seeing Cupid's MH form and in for the shock of their life. Kids with villainous or unhappy destinies just thriving at MH. Getting Bella and Brutta's ghosts and talking to them and FINDING OUT THE TRUTH!

PESKY THE SQUIRREL! More of him! More of his interactions with Hunter and the EAH boys! Just him messing their lives whenever he can and them leaving everything to chase him.

More of Queen Charming and Maid Marian's rebellious nature as heavily implied in Semi-Charming Kind of Life.

Clear indication of how much better a father the Good King is over King Charming. By indication I mean show us that Dexter and Daring are encouraged to pursue other interests and prefer Good King's company, they have picnics together and Raven's like "What are you doing with my dad?" and the bros are like, "We're having lunch with your dad. Do you wanna join us?"

Sparrow and the Merry Men just vibing.

Tasteful depiction of Ashlynn's stepsisters or stepcousins. Idc if they're evil or not, just tasteful. Same with Crystal and the Snow Queen.

More of General Villainy class shown in Next Top Villain — did you know Sparrow's the only guy in that class of strong female characters? Just him vibing with these classmates, them getting up to mischief or protecting each other aka Ginger and Raven are in that class too.

Ramona! More info about Ramona!

Daring, Duchess, Hopper being 💯 theater kids and putting on the most dramatic play ever!

Sparrow getting some sense knocked into him Wonderland style.

Chase comes back to EAH!

Boys in Damsel-in-distressing and girls in Heroics! Gus, Hopper, Daring, coz beast, need to be in DiD! Helga, Jillian, Rosabella need to be in Heroics! Helga and Gus in both.

And adding the three musketeers' daughters who are also in Heroics!

More of Humphrey and Dexter, being BFFs, and being tech geeks with Blondie!

More of Sparrow, Humphrey, and Alistair's friendship.

#ramona badwolf #cerise hood #rosabella beauty #briar beauty #the good king #mad hatter #daring charming #dexter charming #sparrow hood #hunter huntsman #hopper croakington #eah tiny the giant #merry men #melody piper #ca cupid #raven queen #apple white #faybelle thorn #baba yaga #kitty cheshire #blondie lockes #ashlynn ella #Bella sister #Brutta sister #Pesky the squirrel #add tags #Mine #Asks #ever after high

[riktorart]

“Welcome to the auditorium once again, beloved students! After a hard-fought legal battle, we’ve finally settled the former dispute in court! (With prejudice, might I add~) Now, to show how kind I am, we’ve decided that in good faith, we’d retire the former flavors, and restart the fundraiser anew, with many new flavors to choose from!

Now, while they may be no Kind Bluebirdys (trust me, I tried them,) they’re still sure to be delicious treats you’ll be eager to sell to all your closest friends and family… And if not, remember that the House that procures the most profits gets a pizza party~ Though of course, I’m sure even without one, you’d all be perfectly motivated to do your best!

(And before I forget! Friendly reminder that if you are one of the few students who formerly overdosed on Cherria Limefellows, Night Raven College is not liable for any injuries or deaths that may have resulted in consumption.)

Now, onto our new menu of delicious treats to sell!

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Grey- A wonderfully light treat of chamomile and honey that’s sure to be soothing to those of you with lighter palettes! Every single taste-tester who’s had even a lick has smiled in delight, enjoying the treat to it’s very last bite with a smile… Strangely, they’ve all fallen asleep as well, and few of them have woken up… I’m sure it’s no concern, so be sure to try one today!

(Night Raven College is not liable for any injuries, deaths, or comatose states that may result from this product. Consume at your own risk.)

Rugged Blondie- A tasty treat chock full of white chocolate chips and walnuts, it’s sure to make you laugh in delight, as well as give you that extra rush of energy to continue on with your overly-heavy workload! Or, if you find yourself lazing about with nothing better to do, enjoy it during a thrilling game of Magilift to help keep you energized to cheer on our teams!

 (... Also, is it just me, or does it look almost exhausted…? ) 

John Beach- What could possibly be better than floating about the cool waves on a trip to the beach? Why, that’s right! Enjoying a soda float while floating about the cool waves! Well, we have neither, but we do have this delicious treat that tastes like a soda float! So buy one today, so you too can indulge in the closest thing to such an experience!

(... If only it didn’t have that horrid, rancid aftertaste…)

Otaku Dew- G-good heavens!!! This ice cream has so much anxiety it’s practically falling apart under the pressure of being on stage, and the auditorium’s freezing!!! QUICK!!! GET MORE ICE FOR THE COOLERS BEFORE THEY ALL MELT!!! THERE’S NO MONEY TO BE MADE FROM HALF-MELTED ICE CREAM!!!

… A-anyway…! For those of you looking for an unhealthy kick in your lives, be sure to try an Otaku Dew today! Flavored after a popular soft drink among the youth, none other than Summit Dew! Code Blue, too~

Juice Spade- A perfectly normal treat made with a special punch, all which turns your tongue blue! (Rumor has it it’s even turned a few eyes black too, but I wouldn’t worry much about it. After all, it’s just an ice cream! What could it possibly hope to do???) Just one look into Juice’s eyes, and you’ll want to protect him as if he were your own child…

(Night Raven College is not liable for injuries or death resulting from this product. As long as you are kind and do not insult any farm fowl within the surrounding area, you will not be in danger. It is still recommended you proceed at your own risk.)

Beaute Hunter King- A treat with a smile as large as it’s hat! If you’re ever feeling down, just make sure to stop by the cafeteria to pick up a bite! The lovely taste of… Well… Actually, I’m not sure what this one tastes like! Since I’m so generous, surely you all won’t mind if I take this one for myse-GYAH! ACH! WHERE’S A TRASH CAN?!?! WHY ON EARTH DOES THIS TASTE LIKE PORK?!?!?!?!?

… D-delicious… Sure to be a bestseller, so buy it n-now… 

(Also, if you feel that the treat is watching your every move, simply assert your dominance by consuming it as quickly as possible. Do not let it see your weakness. Unrelated, but Night Raven College is not responsible for any injuries or death that may result from this product, consume at your own risk.)

… Now, to mix things up a little… This time around, we’ve added a new “Premium” menu for those of you with a more sophisticated palette! (Really, it’s because placing fancy labels onto products helps to sell them better. Believe me, I know from experience!).

Now, supplies are limited, so make sure your wallets are out, and those dollars are coming out!

Luscious Fudge Bar- A smooth, elegant blend of dark chocolate that just melts upon the tongue, truly, after one bite, you’ll never want to eat any other ice cream again… Why, it’s practically… Purrfect…

(... Please buy this treat. If we don’t sell out (and fast,) Trien will have quite the choice words for me… He already implied he’d berate me if I dared to cut corners on this treat… And if he berates me, oh goodness, that menace of a furball will be there t-N-NO! I WASN’T SAYING ANYTHING AT ALL TRIEN!!! JUST… REMARKING ON HOW CLEAN THIS FLOOR IS!)

… MOVING ON!

Cinna Cobra- Quite the interesting treat… We almost forgot the cooler it was brought in, and… Well, I must say, this treat didn’t seem all that impressive. Yet, when we all took a bit, we were astounded!!! I’d never fathomed a cinnamon ice cream before, yet… It seems there’s more than that. It seems as if there’s a unique blend of spices that make this treat… Why, phenomenal…

Though it no doubt won’t be as grand a treat as the Caralim Mallow-Sim, I’d still recommend to give it a try! 

Mr. S Mystery Pop- … I won’t lie, children… We have no idea what flavor this is. One person tasted overripe apples, another tasted whole-grain cereal… And… Then asparagus, then tofu, and even… Cat food, of all things… (I won’t question how the tester could recognize as such.) We truly just cannot figure out what flavor this is, and when we inquired Sam for an answer, he simply leaned back and smiled… (When he finally spoke, it was to tell me that mask polish was in stock.)

… I’ve already tempted fate enough trying one unidentified treat today, yet… Oh, I can’t deny the allure of it! Oh ho ho~ What could I possibly get~ Let me just unwrap this, and…

…

……

… A-ah… Ahhh… AHHHHHHHHHH!!! H-HOT, HOT, HOT!!! WATER!!! WATER!!! SAM!!! WHY IN WONDERLAND WOULD YOU MAKE A JALAPENO AND MINT ICE CREAM!?!?!? ... MY MOUTH… IT’S NEVER BURNED LIKE THIS BEFORE! IT HURTS, IT HURTS, IT HURTS!!! UWAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

FUNDRAISER’S CANCELLED! GO HOME, GO HOME!!! … CREWEL! STOP LAUGHING AND GET ME WATER!!!”

#Twisted Wonderland #Silver Twisted Wonderland #Ruggie Bucchi #Jade Leech #Idia Shroud #Deuce Spade #Rook Hunt #Lucious Twisted Wonderland #Jamil Viper #Sam Twisted Wonderland #Fan Art #Digital Art #Riktor's Art #Sam's was made with his friends and in return for making it pretty it tastes like the worst flavor you could possibly imagine. #A small price to pay for your ice cream to be perfect.

[dani-the-toad]

💕🎥 deltarune or the owl house or both, your pick

can i do both? ill do both :)

the owl house

💕 so uh. lets talk about our idiot blondie for a sec, because i love him so much (kinnie moment) hes so fucking DUMB and so complex and like. probably a clone. but he has so much trauma for being just 16 (mood) and i think his whole storyline so far is super interesting and him and belos are an interesting parallel to luz and eda because of the whole bringing in a non magic person who wants to be a witch and doing stuff with that and showing an abusive parent in a different way than amitys family situation and aaaaahh hes a lot

now i wanna talk about our under rated baby boy king. idk why im so attached to the idiot brother type that has so much trauma underneath their base personalities but fuck dude king just hits so different tbh. his whole storyline about finding his dad but not worrying too much overall since he has a family in eda and luz??? wow cant handle this man im going to Cry

also one day i will talk about how much i absolutely adore eda but im also gonna talk about ut/dr so ill do that later

🎥 still not over the grom dance in the year of our lord 2021. the whole dance is so well animated and the representation it began to bring in for lumity?? wow i cannot even its just so well done. i also love the scene where eda and lilith are fighting in the season 1 finale? like before she fully turns into the owl beast goes insane. oh! and all of the hunting palisman episode and then the amity and hunter fight for the same reasons as the eda lilith fight because animation my absolute beloved

deltarune

💕 kris is an infinitely interesting character to me not only because they kinda destroy the trope of only nonbinary representation being inhuman but theyre also so much more than that. i know we’ve talked about this a lot because deltarune our beloved but them being the only human in a town full of monsters, feeling isolated because theyre again. THE ONLY HUMAN. being overshadowed by their brother but seemingly not minding it too much since they really care about asriel. the entire thing about them and spamton feeling like a puppet. honestly take the freedom motif from world revolving and dialtone because id honestly say thats kris’s motif since they desire freedom from being the souls (and players) puppet. constantly im thinking about them. they will be a boss i am predicting it now and putting it in text so when it does happen i can be like wow! i called it! Oh My God Kris No

🎥 throws a fit everytime queen is on screen in chapter 2. also susie in general shes perfect and her relationship with noelle and how its playing out is perfection. all of the secret boss stuff also, jevil was hard as shit and very frustrating at times but i also enjoyed the fight because i love difficult battles in games like this where im ok at the battle mechanics and need more of a challenge. same with specifically snowgrave spamton because hes harder when its just you as opposed to when its the full team imo. i like difficult fights thats why in ut i do the genocide route to fight [redacted boss] and sans theyre both so weirdly fun to fight it sparks joy

#toad rambles #des tag #thank you for the ask again :) #sorry for finishing it so late i forgot to write about deltarune #please accept this long ass rant about both toh and utdr as compensation

[ai-katsuu]

Hans and Briar Rose (1/1)

story is made thanks to @oceanspray5​ and @hanadoesstuffbadly​ <3 i wanted to write a bit about them, specifically after they break their curses. to read about what happened previously see their backstory

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“Are you ready?”

Hans looked at the beautiful princess beside him. The small holes of sun rays hitting her face as the wall of bushes blocks her last path. 

Briar Rose nodded firmly, “I’m ready.” 

Hans took her hand and gently squeezed it. They both stepped forward and made their way through the bushes, outside the forest. 

Briar held her hand up to cover her face as fresh sunshine shone. Once her eyes had adjusted to the light she took in the sight. Beautiful green mountains with snowy white tips, grass so much greener than the grey ones in her forest, flowers that never bloomed back there, and a gentle breeze that lifted her braid midair. Briar let out a small gasp, which Hans noticed right away.

“I understand it’s been awhile, and it might be a little scary but-“ 

“AHHH!” she lifted her arms and screamed out of joy. 

Adrenaline completely took over her body. She ran barefooted across the cool grass, she did cartwheels near the lake, just in pure bliss that she was finally free. 

“Briar please, your dress-! And the river, you might fall!” Hans said with a light red face, unsure where to look as his gaze went back and forth checking on her to make sure she didn’t fall doing her cartwheels. 

Briar tumbled on the grass, laughing and giggling to herself as she sat up. She tried her best to fix her hair but it was practically useless by then. 

Finally, Hans caught up to her. “Briar...please..” he said trying to catch his breath, “I’m very happy as well but-“ 

“Oh Hans!” she suddenly jumped up and embraced him, tackling him down on the grass. Surprised by the sudden action, Hans could only widen his eyes, flustered, unsure where to put his hands. 

“I can’t believe it really worked! Thank you so much, I don’t even know what I could do to thank you!” she smiled down at him. As much time they spent together in the woods, she still managed to make him downright melt at the sight of her smile. 

He laughed a bit, “You sort of just broke my curse so we’re kinda good.” 

Briar giggled and placed a quick kiss on his forehead before running back around the field. Hans sat himself up as he smiled at her, his hand touching his forehead. Briar continued to explore the outside world while Hans followed her as she sprinted through the fields. She picked several flowers, swung around fruit trees, and even almost jumped in the lake before Hans just barely managed to stop her.

When she had finally calmed down the pair had found a small shaded area where Hans could cook them a quick lunch. Lying down on her stomach, resting her head on her hands, Briar swung her legs up and down as she watched Hans cook, eagerly awaiting the food in the pot. (Which Hans became used to at this point but he found it adorable.)

“Here you are,” he handed her a bowl of mushroom soup. “To your first meal outside of the forest!” he exclaimed. 

Briar giggled and took a sip of the meal. “Mmm, oh Hans, amazing as always!” she closed her eyes and savored the taste of a warm meal. Hans merely smiled, the usual pride in his chest whenever she ate his cooking. 

It’s like what his father used to say, ‘The secret in becoming a good chef is to meet a woman that will make you want to give all the food you make to her.’ 

Content with the results, he leaned back on the tree as he took a bite of his own meal. “So Bry, where are you going now?” Hans asked her. 

She suddenly stopped eating and looked up as in thought, “I..I haven’t really thought about that.” she said in realization. 

“If you want!” Hans spoke soon after, “You can join the rest of the group back in the White Castle! That’s where they mostly hang out and they’d be happy to have you.”

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand out of habit, “You think so?” 

Hans nodded, “I’d especially love to meet Gretel at least. Oh and they don’t even know my curse is broken, you should definitely be there for that.” he laughed. 

“Mm..yeah..” she looked sideways and took another bite of her food. 

Hans noticed her change in demeanor, “Are you okay?” he asked.

She nodded, “Yeah it’s just..I’m a little scared,” she admitted, “I’m sure they’re all lovely people but I don’t wanna make a fool of myself. I know you’ve told me all about them but I just wanna make a good first impression.” 

“Hey, hey,” Hans looked at her, “You have nothing to worry about, I of all people know you have a good heart. And although it takes a few years off my life to see it, you’re very spontaneous and active. You don’t have to worry about acting all royal there, being yourself is the best thing you could do.” he assured her.

Briar looked at him for a bit before breaking into a smile and stirring her soup, “Thanks, Hans.” They finished up their lunch and made their way back to King White’s castle. 

Hans looked at the large gates and thought for a bit. It would probably be too much to enter through the main gates, it would be better if they used the basement entrance, otherwise known as the triplets workshop. 

He opened the door, relieved that they had left it unlocked. “Wow, it’s really dark, can you see anything?” Briar moved around. 

“I don’t know, but be careful, the triplets have a lot of stuff here. Let me get the light switch.” he tried navigating his way through the room, careful not to bump or trip on anything. 

“Oh!” she lightly yelped as she stepped on something. 

“You okay?” Hans whipped his head around and rushed to her side.

“Yeah yeah,” she stood on one foot as her hand held her other. Hans steadied her balance. “I just stepped on something sharp, I should really get some shoes after thi-”

Flick

For the second time that day Briar’s eyes had to adjust to the changing light. Once her vision had cleared she saw several individuals sitting on chairs and couches on the far end of the room, all eyes staring at them. They seemed to have been in the middle of a snack meeting as there was food around the table. 

“Oh-uh” Hans stood up, suddenly unsure what to say.

“He brought the girl home, pay up.” Merlin nudged Arthur to which he groaned and gave him another bag of Dog Food. 

“Wait, you guys aren’t surprised? I’m human again!” he moved his hands up and down.

“You snuck out of the castle almost every day with a basket of food that was way too much for even you to eat. It was kind of obvious.” Jack traced the rim of his teacup with his pinky. 

“Yeah, you would always have this stupid smile on your face while cooking.” Goldie laughed. 

“W-what smile? I don’t smile!” he said stuttering and looking back and forth between them and Briar, clearly embarrassed.

“Don’t believe them, I wasn’t excited to see you. No I mean I was excited to see you but I never smiled while cooking, I mean who does that?”  he rambled on.

 “Urgh stop, you’re scaring her.” Gretel rolled her eyes and smiled. She was the first one to walk over and both took Briar’s hands with her own. 

“Hi, I’m-” 

“Gretel, right?” Briar shyly smiled, “Hans told me so much about his beloved sister.”  

Gretel looked taken aback and looked at her brother, “Beloved?” 

Hans frowned and averted gaze, “What..I don’t know what she’s talking about..” he mumbled. 

“Aww you do love me!” she beamed and ran towards her brother, head locking him like she used to do when they were kids. 

“Ow! Gret stop, I hate it when you do this!” 

“Oh don’t be such a weakling.” 

“I am not!” 

While the twins were busy wrestling on the far end of the room, Snow, Audrey, and Goldie got out of their seats and made their way towards the seemingly dainty girl. 

“You’re so pretty!”

“Oh, thank you, I-”

“What’s your name?” 

“Uhm..Briar Rose,” 

“No way I’ve heard about you so much! Where have you been this whole time?”

At Goldie's question, Hans poked his head up and pushed his sister off him (resulting in a small ‘ow’ from her) he quickly went to her side, putting his hands on her arms as he spoke to the girls, “You guys don’t have to ask. Bry is a lovely person, that’s all you need to know.” 

“Aww gross, you two have nicknames.” Peter Pan jokingly said while smirking.

“Hypocrite,” Kio mumbled before throwing a bag of Dog Food at his face.

“Snow White?” Hans called her, “do you think you girls could show Briar around the castle? Get to know her a bit.” 

Snow smiled, “Of course. C’mon Briar, there’s this really cool room we have I wanna show you!” she eagerly pulled her along. 

“Oh, alright,” she said, smiling a bit. Once the girls left the room Hans sat down with his friends, clearly exhausted.

“Alright, you did it!” Merlin threw him a bag of Dog Food, to which Hans gratefully accepted. 

“Looks like you’re the last one, sword boy.” Jack looked in Arthur’s direction. 

“Watch it, blondie.” 

“Are you really not going to tell us where she’s from though?” Noki asked. 

“It’s not really my story to tell,” he told them. 

“Well we’re very happy for you Hans!” Pino grinned and handed him a glass. “Looks like your cooking finally made its way to a woman's heart!”

Meanwhile Snow had brought the girls to the courtyard for some fresh air. “So what do you do for fun Briar?” Goldie asked. 

“Oh! Well…” she thought about making a good first impression by saying something elegant like her parents had taught her, but after what she’s been through with Hans she decided she no longer needed to do that. “I like to sword-fight!” she said. 

“No way really? Why don’t you show us? I’ll go against you!” Audrey beamed.

 She stretched her arm towards the fountain and the water came flowing to her hand, forming what looked like to be a thin sword. “I promise I won’t use any of my powers aside from this.” 

Briar, amazed by the magic, got excited and rapidly nodded her head. “Yeah, sure!”

Audrey had a lot of experience using her magic, her water made it easy to capture her enemies, and thus her battles ended quickly. But aside from her sword, she wasn’t supposed to use any magic, which unfortunately also meant that she didn’t have enough stamina to last her a full on sword fight. 

Panting as she held the fountain for support, she breathed out, “H-How..how are you not even sweating?” she looked at Briar. 

“C’mon, you can still last!” she shouted encouragingly. 

“Yeah no I really can’t…” she whispered tiredly. 

“What’s going on here?” the F7 and Peter walked in the courtyard.  

“You,” Audrey pointed her sword at Hans, then at Briar, “Your woman is crazy athletic, she’s not even tired.” Audrey breathed out. 

“Or you just have really bad stamina without your powers,” Peter flew and hovered above her. “you look like you're dying.” 

“Shut up, you're next.”

“I have to say,” Gretel walked up to her brother, “I’m a little surprised she broke your curse, she’s so...different from you.”

 Hans laughed as he gently pushed her. “Indeed she is.”

#red shoes and the 7 dwarfs #red shoes and the seven dwarfs #briar rose #briar x hans #red shoes movie #red shoes #prince hans #hansel and gretel #red shoes hans

[devolympian]

Argo, chapter 1

As the bright blue sky began to give way to the soft orange light of dusk a cold ocean breeze ran across Jasons neck.

Sweet dripped down the young mans head and soaked the wool shirt that was under his bright gold armor. The blood seeping out of the cut on his forehead blinded his left eye, while the poison in his right leg made it extremely difficult to stand properly.

Before him, resting in a tall oak tree, was the item he had sailed across the world to obtain. The golden flees; the skin of a ram, born by the god Poseidon who had taken the form of a ram him self in order to lay with the nymph Theophane.

Jason had gone through hell and back for that fleece. He had fought storms, monsters, and even gods just to have a chance to claim the golden ram skin as his own. To show it before his home of Iolcus, and prove to them that he was the right full king. The king they deserved and the one who would lead them to prosperity.

However, before him was his last challenge. 

Wrapped around the tree, its violet scales glistening in the sunset, was a long serpentine creature. A black tongue pocked out of its mouth, which was lined with dagger like teeth dripping with venom, and its orange eyes glared at Jason. Its upper-body rested on the ground, with its long, razor sharp claws digging into the grass.

The dragon was ready to end this farce of a battle, clearly having grown tired of Jasons endless attempts to steal the flee away from it.

The feeling was mutual, and with a heavy sigh, Jason prepared him self to deliver the finishing blow.

He clutched his sword firmly in his hand, and from his hip, drew a bronze dagger decorated with rare gems. 

“The gift which my beloved Medea has bestowed upon me shall be your undoing beast!”

And with those words, the captain of the Argonauts charge at the dragon who responded by launching its self right back.

However, Jason was ready and, after dipping the tip of his dagger into the wound on his forehead, flung his own blood in the monsters direction.

The taste of warm blood was to much for the dragon to resist and it tilted its body ever so slightly, just to feel the drops on its long, black tongue.

Jason took the opening, and plunged his blades into the dragons neck. 

He ignored the pain coming from his leg and forced himself forward even farther, screaming as he ran his weapons along the serpents entire upper body.

Blood and entrails spilled from the monster, staining Jasons hands and body a deep red and decorating the ground in gore. 

With one last grunt, Jason pulled his long sword from the creatures body, and swung it down, lopping its head clean off.

For a long while, the dragons body shook and slithered on the ground, its blood still spilling out of its body as it lay dying. 

Jason watched as it suffered, not wanting to be taken by surprise by the monster. However, it did not rise from the ground and eventually, it stopped moving all together, finally succumbing to its death.

With a heavy sigh, Jason proceeded to limp towards his prize.

He was beaten and bleeding. His whole body acted with pain, and he could no longer see out of his left eye, the blood forcing him to close it. 

Jason knew he looked nothing like a king, no one had to tell him this. However, how he looked right now didn’t matter. All that mattered, was the fleece.

He stood at the foot of the tree, his eyes growing wide as he beheld the golden skin he had fought so hard for.

Dropping his weapons to the ground and with hands shacking, the prince reached up towards the fleece and-

“Boo!”

I let out a loud yelp as I fell forward onto the pile of books I was suppose to be stacking, the copy of Jason and the Argonauts being thrown out of my hands.

Trying my best to look less like an idiot then I already did, I turned around on the floor and looked up at Zee flashing an ear to ear grin at me.

“What’s wrong blondie” he said, his playful smile still glued to his face, “reading a ghost story?”

“N-no” I stammered, “I’m, uh. . . reading a golds story.”

Dang it, that sounded way better in my head.

“Come backs work better when the other person knows what your talking about dude.”

Taking my hand, Zee helped pull me off the ground as I wiped the dust off my skirt and sweater.

“It was Jason and the Argonauts” I told him, while picking up an arm full of books to put on the shelf, “the version where Medeas dagger is charmed by her.”

“Oh yeah”, he said, picking up the book I head been reading, “a fearless prince sets sail on the great Argonaut, determined to claim the item which will seal his destiny as king. You do know the real one screwed over Medea and his friends right?”

“Well, yeah, but that version’s super depressing.”

“Fair enough.” He flipped the book neatly onto the shelf, and began to do the same with the others that had been strewn across the floor.

“O-oh, you don’t have to-”

“Don’t worry about it. Besides, the sooner this is done, the sooner we can hang out.”

And with that, Zee jumped up, grabbed the shelf, and shoved a copy of the hunch back of Notre Dame between our copy of Victor Hugos other books, Hernani and Les Miserables.

“Just think of me like your fairy godmother” he said, hanging off the shelf, “but instead of living in a rodent infested house with a step mom who should probably arrested for child abuse at the very least, you’re working at a library with some guy calling himself a fairy godmother.”

I let out a small giggle with out really meaning to.

“If you’re my fairy godmother shouldn't you be in a pretty blue dress?”

“Blondie, you know I’d rock that dress. I’ve got the legs for it.”

He then reached up and tossed another book into its place. Which caused the book shelf he was hanging on to fall forward and bury my fairy godmother in a pile of old books.

After about an hour or so of us stacking books and telling, extremely lame, jokes to each other, we made our way to the front of the library.

While I personally wouldn’t say our library was big, it wasn't small either. With two  floors, a large child section and computer room, as well as five study halls on the second floor, I’d say it was about the size of your average public library.

At the center of the library were two large desk, curved into a circle and with an opening between them so as to allow us to get in and out as we pleased.

My boss, Matilda, sat at the desk facing into the library, her brown hair tied into a neat little bun while the computer screen reflected in her olive eyes. She was busy typing up all the fees and check outs for the day and hadn’t noticed us yet.

A small knot formed in my tummy as I prepared to speak.

I had thought she’d be done with her work by now but she was still working so diligently. It seemed wrong to interrupt her by asking to leave.

My brain began to rock back and forth with words that I couldn’t seem to get out and I began to debate on how to approach the situation.

Should I just ask her to leave? But, she said I could go as soon as the work was done.

It’s possible she just meant my work, but what if she had meant her work as well? What is she still needed me to stay a little longer and assist with other things that need to be done before anybody left?

Oh, I know, I’ll ask if there was anything else that needed to be done. If she said no, I’ll be able to leave. Simple, right?

I swallowed heavily, and prepared to speak. It was the moment of truth.

“i-is there anything else you need done?”

There, I asked. But, it didn’t exactly come out as words. It was more like a squeak. Like, the squeak a mouse makes. In other words, to quite to hear and Matilda continued on, not noticing me in the slightest.

“Yo, Matty” Zee basically screamed, “Works done!”

That got her attention, and my boss looked up from her computer.

“Oh” she said, finally registering that we were in front of her, “heading home then Skye?”

There was a small pause as it took me a second to remember my own name.

“Oh” I stuttered out, hoping my face wasn’t as red as it felt, “y-yes. . . if, there’s nothing else you need done.”

“Nope, you’re free to go.”

“Freedom” Zee cheered, as he raised out the door.

“O-okay” I said, fallowing after him, “sorry.”

“No reason to apologies Skye” she reminded me for the umpteenth time, “have a nice night.”

“Right. . . sorry.”

Unsurprisingly, outside the marble floored building which served as my place of work, and personal stash of awesome books, the streets were filled with people either rushing on home or simply to their next destination.

Zee wasted no time in getting into a festive mood and began swinging around on a nearby street light, his spiky black hair casting a surprisingly large shadow as the summer sun hit it.

“Ah” he exclaimed in a rather over dramatic fashion, “the fresh air, the freedom, the realization that you have no money to do anything. Don’t you just love summer?”

“I’m fairly certain you’re not hurting for money” I told him, pointing to the obviously expensive motorcycle which he had parked next to the curb.

“Skye, I’m hurt. Just because I make lots of money, have great health, a cool ride, and several game consuls doesn’t mean that I don’t suffer. It means I have terrible spending habits.” 

He then picked up the extra red helmet, which we had decorated with cat stickers and a picture of Squirtle from Pokemon, and threw it in my direction. 

I, did my best to catch it, but the helmet just sort of landed at my feet.

“. . .really glad I never joined a sports team.”

“Hey, on the bright side, if you had joined foot ball, you’d get the record for how many fumbles a person could get in one game.”

“Well” I responded as I picked the helmet up, “I’m very glad my poor athletic ability can be acknowledged in a hypothetical situation. When should I expect my award?”

“Sorry” He said, scooting up to give me room to sit, “the school district can’t afford to buy plastic any more, budget cuts and the principle trying to support their gambling habit by taking out of the funding and selling sports equipment and plastic trophies meant for crappy football players. How about Dinner instead?”

“You put way to much thought into what a fictional principle would be doing if she had a gambling problem.”

“I personally think I put very little thought into that hypothetical and just said the first stupid thing that popped into my head. For example, alligators make terrible house pets.”

“Very insightful buddy” I told him, finally managing to get my unnecessarily long hair to go under my sweater, and strapped the pretty red helmet on my head, “let’s go ghost rider.” 

With a quick rev of the engine we zoomed away from the curb and into the heart of downtown.

It wasn’t really a long drive, about ten minutes if that, but the extra traffic made it a little more difficult to navigate the street. 

I didn’t particularly mind the slightly longer drive, I really liked riding on Zees motorcycle. Even though I couldn’t drive to save my life, last time I tried my moms car ended up in a tree, but simply riding side saddle on this motorized bike was enough for me.

It gave me an odd feeling of independence. Like me and my friend could go any where and do what ever we’d like with being looked at as strange or judged for what we enjoyed.

Plus, the engine made my voice all vibraty, so I kind of sounded like a robot whenever I talked. 

What I didn’t exactly care for was. . .

“Hey Zee” Someone called out over on the side walk.

Within seconds, a group of at least five people had gathered onto the other side of the street, all calling Zees name and waving at him. a lot of them pulled out their phones and took pictures or started recording videos.

Like always, Zee glued a big grin to his face and waved back to his fans.

I, tried to wave as well, but no one really cared.

Once the light turned green, Zee made sure to loudly rev the engine before shooting forward, making the small crowd cheer with excitement, and forcing me to cling to him out of fear of falling off.

We stopped a few more times after that, with a different crowed developing at each stop.

Some were smaller then the first, some where three times the size, but they were all pretty happy to see Zee.

And, with each stop, Zee made sure to put on a show with his bike. Along with wasting more then half his tank of gas.

Now, with my heart permanently relocated to my lower intestines, we pulled up to the best restaurant in our town.

Burger Boy!

Just the thought of their juicy warm meat paddies, stacked delicately on top of one another with a piece of melted cheese adorning both of them. They would both be settled between two soft buns with the perfect balance of mustard, ketchup, and mayonnaise guarding the enticing beef.

On their right would be a large blue and red container, which would hold a golden treasure. Fries, cooked to perfection, with a crunchy outside, but a soft tasty inside made of the best potatoes in the world.

To their left would be another treasure box containing ten bronze chicken nuggets. I could just picture the steam flowing out of them, and the chicken meat warming my mouth as I gobbled them up.

Tying all of them together was the heart of this quartet. A large cup with little droplets of water slowly creeping down it, which you could endlessly fill with the drink only gods should be allowed to consume. Cola!

The image of this culinary combination made my heart race with excitement and my stomach scream with hunger.

And the best part?

For the past two years they have had a deal where, for just ten dollars, you can get a 50 burger big boy meal. Small coke included.

I am personally proud to admit that I have had the honor of enjoying this noble privilege on more then one occasion. I just wish they'd put more burgers in the bag.

With my memories held safely in my heart, I armed myself with the mental image I had just painted, and boldly charged for the glass door of the fast food joint.

Unfortunately, the fates have deemed it necessary to only allow the worthy into this holly domain and have sent a challenger to test me and Zee.

"Excuse me" a deep voice boomed out behind us, "are you Zee?"

We both turned around to find a large being looming over us.

They stood several heads taller then us with bright orange hair covering their eyes, while also casting a shadow over their green skin.

I could see four long fangs sticking out of either side of his mouth, and two small horns resting on the sides of their head.

Even with out being able to see his eyes, I knew the troll was looking at us. Mostly because he was standing right in front of us and had more or less yelled Zees name, but still.

I felt a large lump form in my throat as my brain began to recognize the situation we were in and form a strategy that we most insure our survival.

We couldn't ignore this opponent, however it would be impossible to take him on head on.

It was also impossible to pretend we hadn't heard his challenge do to our poor choice of turning around.

I came up with twenty four more possibilities when Zee, with no concern for his own safety, stepped forward and bravely spoke to the troll.

"Well I ain't Ab Lincoln, or the dude on the penny" he said, smiling happily at our challenger, "what's up ma dude?"

There was silence after that.

A deathly silence which consumes your soul and can drive one to madness if they were to drown in it to long.

Then, the troll reached his massive hand into its pants pocket and drew from it, his phone.

"Can I have a picture with you?"

"Heck yeah!"

The little boys green face became covered with an ear to ear grin of joy as he nervously positioned himself around Zee.

To mach the kids height, Zee floated off the ground and hoovered so that they were shoulder to shoulder together and he happily held the phone for the nervous troll who’s joyful smile seemed to grow with every second.

Their goofy grins glued to their faces, the two of them took several pictures together

Most of which were just them being goof balls.

It looked like a lot of fun.

Eventually the little kids mom called for him, a green woman with chocolate brown hair and who was twice the height as her son.

Reluctantly, the troll said goodbye to his personal hero, but not before Zee handed him a small scrap of paper with his signature on it.

With tears of joy streaming down his face, the little boy wrapped Zee in a bone crushing hug and ran to his mom with his new prized possession in hand.

Zee gladly waved goodbye to the family as they drove off, his award winning smile never leaving his face.

"Nice kid" he said before floating back down to the ground and turning in my direction, "now, shall we dine at this fine establishment filled with grease and several health violations."

"Yes" I responded, as I felt my stomach begin to devour its self out of hunger, "let's eat, right now. Like, right now, right now."

“Dude, you’re talking like you haven’t ate in days.”

“I’m a growing girl. I need my burgers.”

“Well, you’re growing in some places.”

“Thank you. . . hey!”

“To the fast food!”

With his playful smile still glued on, and avoiding my annoyed glare, Zee pushed the door open and the aroma of deliciousness that filled the air made my mouth water, and my eyes tear up from the beauty. That, or it was the pollen in the air. 

In a few minutes we managed to place our orders, with Zee paying for it because working at a library didn’t net me much in the way of money, and we made our way to the booth we’d always sit at. 

It sat snugly in the corner where there were no windows and was kind of unnoticeable. All things considered, it was rather small and cramped and a little far away from the exit. Still, it was our little slice of heaven.

We plopped our selves into the plastic seats and sat our number onto the table. The restaurant was noticeably busier then usual with several, now high school graduates, taking up most of the booths and tables.

The poor over worked elves and demon who regularly ran the registers looked ready to faint out of stress.

I slumped onto the table. impatiently waiting for our meals to get to us.

“Why did they have to be busy today?”

“Cause it’s the second day of summer and the need business.”

“Yeah. . . but does that really mean that so many people need to be here?”

The more I looked around, the more I realized just how packed it was, and the more I just wanted to hide under the table so that nobody could see me.

It didn’t help that, about every ten seconds, someone would come up to Zee and talk to him. And, every time, I didn’t know what to say or do with my self.

Once, I managed to squeak out a hello. . . which sounded more like a catatonic kitty cat dying of hunger.

Shoot, I just made my self sad with that. Poor kitty.

Eventually, the amount of people dyed down, and Zees fans seemed to leave us alone.

“Hanging in there alright blondie?”

“No” I responded to his teasing, feeling physically and socially drained, “it’s been hours, where’s our food?”

“It’s been twenty minutes.”

“Still, that’s a long wait.”

My eyes lit up as I suddenly remembered something important and I sat straight in my seat.

“You remembered to get Clair something right?”

“Apple pie and a chicken sandwich. She should be here soon by the way.”

I sighed with relief and slumped back into my seat as the guilt I felt was somewhat lessened.

We had originally made this plan without talking with Clairabell, and just kind of assumed that she would be to busy. Turns out, she had already been out for summer and had just been waiting for us to call her.

“So” Zee said, pulling his phone out for a second, “how much you wanna bet she’s gonna talk to you about what classes you should take together?”

With that, another wave of guilt washed over me as I remembered the application Clair had given me for the college she was transferring to up in Europe. And, how I had to hide it from my mom who was already telling me how great the local schools were.

“Oh, well, I’m sure she’s not that serious about it.”

I tried to let out a giggle to ease my conscience. It didn’t work, I was still a trash human being.

Zee responded with a confused look.

“. . .We’re talking about the same vampire right? The one who has spent almost every waking moment finding us a place to live that’s near campus?”

“Yeah, but still.”

I tried to find the best words that would justify what I had said, but nothing came to me. 

There wasn’t really a right way to tell him that I probably wouldn’t be going to the same school as him and Clair. Not with how excited she had been when she told us that we could all go to the school together again.

Almost on cue, the door to burger boy opened and in stepped a tall young woman with caramel brown hair, and violet colored eyes. She looked around, almost as if she were a wild animal searching for her pray.

Soon, her eyes fell onto our booth and. . .

“Guys” she cheered before running towards us and leaping into the booth.

Not wasting any time, Clair promptly wrapped her arms around Zees and planted her lips against his.

“H-hi Clair” I managed to stammer out, feeling kind of like I should give them some space.

“Hi Skee-skee” she said with a warm smile, “so, what have you two been up to?”

“Oh you know” Zee said, apparently not bothered by Clair pressing her body against him, “driving around, fighting evil, summoning giant monsters, talking like batman.”

“You know ” I added, “the usual stuff.”

“You two really need to work on your comedy act” she responded, still smiling, “oh, by the way.”

She let go of Zee for a bit and reached into her tan purse.

“Ta-da” she said, proudly holding out some papers to me, “I managed to get the class list for next semester.”

“Oh” I said, the guilt settling in again, “th-thanks.”

“. . .what’s wrong?”

I lifted my head, and swallowed the lump in my throat.

“Nothing. Just super hungry.”

“Gods” she said, a little disappointed, “they are always so slow here.”

“Hey” Zee said, “it takes time to fry up horse hooves and pig guts.” 

“You know” I said, “if they hear you talking like that, they’ll probably spit in your food.”

“Ooh, yum, spit.”

This continued for awhile. Each joke becoming worse then the last, until, finally, our food had found its way to our table.

Before me was the delicious meal I had awaited a half an hour for. 

The burger, fries, and chicken nuggets were all so tantalizing, with the sweat sent of each of them teasing my nostrils so much so that I had no idea which to bite into first.

Clapping my hands together and unable to get rid of the smile on my face, I thanked which ever god had blessed me for this delectable gift and dived into the feast.

Two minutes later, I was downing my soda to wash down the remainder of my meal.

Meanwhile, both Clair and Zee had barely touched their food. It was fine, they've always been slow eaters.

“Skee skee” Clair said, “at least enjoy the food before you gobble it up.”

“Huh” I looked at her with confusion, “but I did enjoy it. . . hey, how much do they charge for seconds.”

Clairabell then promptly slumped her head in defeat.

“Ah, it’s not fair. How can someone look so cute but be such a huge glutton at the same time?”

“Simple” Zee said, “her stomachs a black hole.”

“Some say it can teleport you to another dimension” I chimed, “but in truth all it does is devour any surrounding matter into its empty void.”

“Hey” she demanded, “you know i can’t keep up with your science mumbo jumbo.”

It was really easy science though.

With a huff, Clairabell threw her hair back and proudly picked up her sandwich.

“Alright then, black hole stomach awaken!”

She then took a big bite out of her chicken and chewed it all up.

Then her lips recoiled and her eyes got a pained look.

I offered her my drink and she quickly used it to wash down the terrible flavor that, I’m assuming, was garlic.

“Ew” she proclaimed, “when’d they start putting garlic on these things.”

“It might be an attempt to keep you from coming here” Zee said, “that, or they screwed up our order.”

She chugged some more of my soda before and Zee cracked a few more jokes while I was reminded of how out of place these two looked here.

With her make up perfectly placed on her face, and her tan shirt and black skinny jeans hugging her body, Clair looked like a super model who had just wondered in to wait for her manager.

Zee meanwhile, with his strong jaw and muscular build and v-neck that emphasized his collarbone, looked as though he had just got done staring in a super hero movie.

In short, they looked cool.

Personally, I'd like to describe our as similar to Neapolitan ice cream.

Zee was chocolate, the one everyone goes to and loves. He's a hit at parties, goes great with everything, and is always there for you.

Clairabell's strawberry, the better second. She's sweet, pretty to look at, and has a slight tang to her that makes her endearing to everybody who meats her.

I, meanwhile, was vanilla. Not necessarily a bad flavor, just one that doesn't stand out without the other two. I'm boring to look at, only taste well for a short while, and would probably make chocolate and strawberry look better if I wasn't part of the dessert in general.

Any who, Zee and Clair headed over to get her chicken sandwich changed out, while I went to refill my sody pop.

As I watched the fizzy, dark brown liquid fill the cup, I contemplated how I would explain to them that I couldn't leave the town. How it would tear my mom apart if I went to a college were she wouldn't be able to see me.

Then, I tried to think about how I could bring up Europe to mom. My dad knew my friends wanted me to go, but we both knew how much mom wanted me to stay in town. How the community college has, more or less, every class I could possibly excel in.

Then, I thought about how my soda was over flowing and spilling out.

"Oh no, no, no, no."

I pulled the cup away, splashing soda all over my hands and the counter.

With a heavy sigh, I turned to grab some napkins and clean this mess up. That's, when I noticed the person staring at me.

They were standing by the door, directly infront of the trash can to be precise. They were wearing a large, baggy, gray hoodie that seemd to conceal their physical appearance. I wasn't even able to tell what their face looked like because it was concealed by the giant hood they wore.

The only thing I could make of them was that they were rather short.

I'm sorry for how that might sound but it was the only thing I could think of that could describe them.

For a while, we both just stood there not saying anything.

I tried to think of a way to approach the sittuation. How I should great this total stranger who was just staring at me.

My heart began to raise and a giant not started forming in my stomich.

I wanted this to end. To crawl into a hole and wait until this person stopped looking at me like some strange anomaly which didn't belong in this world.

"Skye?"

I turned around so fast to meet Clairs voice that I tripped over my own feet a fell flat on my butt.

"Are you okay" Clair asked, kneeling down to make sure I wasn't hurt.

"Y-yeah" I stuttered out, "I'm f-fine."

She continued to look at me with concern clearly not believing what I said.

"S-so, what are we doing after this?"

". . .we were going to go to the arcade. But, we could just call it a night-."

"Let's go."

I hoisted my self off the ground, hoping that I didn't look as freaked out as I actually was.

In doing so I accidentally placed my hands in the sticky soda mess I had made. So, there was also that.

"Oh, okay."

She kept looking at me with a worried look even as we made our way outside.

"Alright" Zee said, "who's driving, who's riding, and who's drinking? I'm doing all three."

He then promptly pulled out a flask and started chugging.

"Zee!"

"No worries, it's sprite. I ain't an alcoholic just yet."

I was about to step forward and hop onto Zees bike, but Clair quickly grabbed my shoulder and turned me in the direction of her bright red corvet.

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tag dump. ( not finished )

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those of you who know me know that Dragon Age is my #1 hyperfixation

I’m aware of the DA4 “leaks” which may be real-yet-outdated but may also be someone’s ploy for attention by describing a plausible-sounding guess

unrelated to that, I’ve been wanting to do a “will this person show up” list and just talk about how likely certain companions and other popular characters are to make an appearance in DA4 and future games

I’m not going to try to guess what writers have planned, here; just which characters are and are not available

Alistair Theirin: can be dead, can be king, can have been stranded in the Fade; with this number of variables, I doubt that we will see Alistair in DA4 unless the Hawke/Alistair/Stroud/Loghain character appears and you have Alistair in that slot. you can likely expect for codexes or even dialogue to mention him if he’s king or died a hero. it’s likely that Alistair’s story has been told, so to speak [tl;dr probably not]

Morrigan: Morrigan is always alive and is a free agent and has possibly even been empowered with some portion of Flemeth’s power and perhaps even some of what Flemeth removed from Kieran, though that is speculation on my part; whether or not she drank from the Well, Morrigan could easily appear [tl;dr available]

Zevran: in worldstates where the Warden killed him instead of recruiting him or in worldstates where he betrayed the Warden to Taliesen in Denerim, Zevran is dead. iirc, Hawke has the option of turning Zevran over to the Crows in Kirkwall, though Zev could escape that. I would say that he will probably not appear in DA4, though there is a chance that popular demand (and the fact that he’s the only Origins romance who didn’t show up in Inquisition) could give him an appearance. He’s been tearing down the Crows. [tl;dr probably not, barring popular demand]

Leliana: she’s alive and an important fixture in canon, but since probably more than half of all worldstates (that’s a guess) have her as Divine Victoria, I wouldn’t expect to see her unless we meet the Divine. In fact, I’d say that chances are reasonably good that all three candidates for Divine are now retired from the game, though since Cassandra might lead the Seekers and Vivienne might lead the new Circle, they could show up. still, I feel like Leliana’s story has been told. [tl;dr probably not]

Wynne: she’s dead, jim [tl;dr not available]

Shale: Shale is wonderful, though a DLC companion and also potentially having been slain if brought to face Caridin by a Warden who sided with Bronca . . . but otherwise very likely still alive and active and, in the default worldstate of the novels, Shale was part of the initial Mage Rebellion at the White Spire. Shale’s one avenue for death could easily be written out [tl;dr available]

Sten: Sten could be dead (left to rot or if he tries to kill your Warden) but, if he didn’t die, he’s no longer Sten but now the Arishok. His chances of appearing in a future game are fairly high, though some worldstates might have a Stroud-like substitute as Arishok. [lt;dr available]

Oghren: the yosemite sam of Thedas is probably alive but I don’t expect to see him again and honestly I was shocked that he had enough fans that he came back in Awakening [tl;dr probably not]

Dog: the Warden’s mabari (whom my Surana named “Jowan”) is . . . well, old. We might see a descendant of the Warden’s dog, as it is canon that your mabari was personally involved in replenishing the Fereldan mabari population

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Anders: an extremely well loved and also extremely reviled character; quite possibly the most controversial figure in the Dragon Age franchise (yes, more so than Loghain or Solas or Morrigan) who could potentially be dead in half of the playthroughs . . . no. we’re not seeing blondie again. [tl;dr not available]

Isabela: worst case scenario, Isabela was given to the Qunari at the end of Act II of DA2, presumably by the Worst Possible Hawke. that horrible fate could easily be written away, such as with an escape. they even put her in the DAI multiplayer. it would be hard to picture a game featuring naval forces or pirates where she isn’t at least a questgiver or something [tl;dr available]

Fenris: could be dead (if he sides with Meredith against Hawke and won’t switch back), could be traded away to Danarius by an absolute monster of a Hawke. though all signs point to Tevinter for the next location in the game, writers may feel like Fenris’ story has been told or that there are too many versions of him. [tl;dr maybe but probably not]

Merrill: sweet and beautiful and clever, Merrill seems like she’ll be getting increasingly relevant thanks to certain events shown in Trespasser, though I doubt that she’d be on board. That said, because she’s a potential romance for Hawke, and because she tends to not be pro-Annulment and thus can die fighting to protect mages from the slaughter, she’s not always alive or available. [tl;dr available but not likely]

Aveline: Aveline is busy being the main character on Law & Order: Kirkwall, thanks [tl;dr probably not]

Varric: spoiler alert but he’s the Viscount of Kirkwall so he’s very unlikely to show up as more than a cameo [ tl;dr probably not]

Carver/Bethany: the fact that I am writing about them both at once, because they are mutually exclusive characters, should tell you -- too many variables. either can be alive. either can be a Warden or a Circle Mage/Templar. [ tl;dr probably not]

Sebastian: hot but probably the least popular DA2 companion; he’s the Prince of Starkhaven and shows up in the comics but as a DLC companion, plenty of people never even met him also, he has a city to run. [ tl;dr probably not]

Dragon Age Inquisition

Cassandra: as I mentioned about Leliana, Cassandra may be Divine and therefore I feel that it’s unlikely that we’ll see her unless we happen to see the Divine or maybe unless we encounter the Seekers. [ tl;dr probably not]

Varric: as I said, he’s busy Viscounting in Kirkwall and can’t come to the phone right now [tl;dr probably not]

Solas: well he’s sure as frick not gonna be a companion again but I 100% expect to see him again [tl;dr available]

Iron Bull: he’s wonderful but potentially killable if your Inquisitor makes bad choices, so between that and the fact that his story feels like it’s been told -- despite his storytelling potential in Northern Thedas -- I’m gonna lean towards “no” [tl;dr probably not]

Krem: not a companion but relevant: Krem is killable if your Inquisitor makes the same bad choice that cost Bull his life; that said, Krem is overwhelmingly popular. the devs would have to balance out the popularity of letting us see our precious son again vs the uproar over retconning his death. considering that they refuse to let us see the Warden again because some people give Morrigan the finger instead of doing the sensible thing in Origins, I sadly don’t think that we’ll get to see our handsome boy [tl;dr probably not]

Sera: unless I’m totally missing something, the worst that you can do for Sera is not recuit her or kick her out of the Inquisition, which would be a shame because she’s a (chaotic) treasure. honestly if you avoid talking politics with her she’s darling, and perhaps the most enjoyable romance in the franchise (even if you’re not into women!), so while I don’t really expect to see her again, she’s definitely around, right? [ tl;dr available]

Vivienne: again, she could potentially be busy being the Fantasy Pope and, if not, she’s leading the new Circle [ tl;dr probably not]

Blackwall: his story is told and he’s already old af and some versions of him didn’t exactly get their happy ending, so I would be shocked if we saw him again [ tl;dr probably not]

Cole: our precious ghost son! this sweet, good boy has too many variables and may have even returned to the Fade, so [ tl;dr probably not]

Dorian Pavus: there is a very strong chance, in my estimation, that we’ll see Dorian again. not only was he a popular character (even with the Hets) and a beloved romance for many, but his story is tied to Tevinter. his variables, like his relationship with his father and whether or not he’s in love with the Inquisitor, can be handled via a few dialogue items and and are unlikely to make his character burdensome for the writers or the people doing cutscenes. [tl;dr available]

Cullen: he’s been in three games despite starting off as a one-off NPC and he was a romance in Inquisition; we are unlikely to see him again in game except perhaps to deliver a quick cameo line where appropriate somewhere in Southern Thedas [ tl;dr probably not]

Josephine: despite being only an advisor, I feel like Josephine’s odds of returning aren’t low. she’s young and she’s a master of the Game and she’s supposed to take over House Montilyet, an Antivan House. unlike Leliana and Cassandra, she’s not part of the Chantry. her only real variable is whether or not she’s hooking up with the Inquisitor, which is no obstacle (as with Dorian, dealt with in a few lines about a long-distance relationship). [tl;dr available]

anyway, those are my guesses

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[joyfullynervouscreator]

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A sort-of follow up to Shirts... I blame @heartoferebor & @filisleftmustachebraid for encouraging me.

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Curly-Dwarf was sweet, reminding you of your younger cousin. His eager puppy face just melted your heart. Of course, he was a rascal, always pulling pranks or playing jokes, but what could you expect from a puppy? On second thought, he’d be named Puppy-Dwarf from now on.

Fussy-Dwarf was fussy, though mostly towards Ori, whose name you had only learned after accidentally hollering “Oy, Knitting-Dwarf!” at him one night in camp. Not one of your best moments, to be sure. Fíli – you remembered his name, though you never deigned to call him anything but Blondie – had laughed his head off, joined by most of the Company in short order.

Bilbo was the smallest one, and looked a bit like you’d always thought of leprechauns – minus a top hat – but you still freaked a bit(a lot) every time you looked at his feet. He avoided you, which you thought was both fair and wise after you’d one night – there had been an inn, and a lot of ale involved – asked him if this reality also believed in the ‘Big feet, big you-know-what’-trope. Scandalized had not been even close to describing the way he had stared at you in embarrassed horror, while Nori gleefully repeated your ‘innocent’ question to the rest of them. He was sneaky like that, Sneaky-Dwarf, taking his nickname and making it a personal mission to live up to your first impression of him. Secretly, he was your favourite among the troupe, though you were quite certain Bofur thought he held that spot.

Santa-Dwarf felt like a kindly but slightly distrait great uncle. You half expected him to have a bag of sweeties in his pocket for inquisitive nieces like yourself.

Dwalin – Scary-Dwarf – was far less scary than he appeared, and sometimes you were willing to go as far as to call him no more than a cuddly teddy bear with a sweet tooth. Of course, that would be the moment he’d choose to show off his ability to punch a Dwarf through a tree – surprisingly (or not) that had been Kíli – or perform some other task that showed off his bulging muscles. You liked watching, you’d found, admiring the compact strength of these bodies.

Fíli would never be any other name than Blondie – seriously, he kept checking out your arse, even if it was now concealed by a dress you though belonged at the local ren-faire – and though he had turned out to be quite cute (you were learning not to laugh at the moustache, at least. Apparently, he was very careful with his appearance) you’d still only ever call him Blondie. After all, why give up such a good tease for no good reason?

Bofur – you’d tried to get him to respond to the name lol-hat, but honestly it was a poor effort on your behalf and Bofur was so sweet he deserved to be called his real name. Besides, it annoyed Blondie no end – he spent many a night trying to get you to say Fíli, as if you were a baby learning to speak – which was never a bad thing.

Fat-Dwarf seemed a bit cruel, but ‘Epic ring-beard/hair, dude’-Dwarf was a little too complicated. Finally, you’d settled for Food-Dwarf, and gone to help him cook stuff. By which you meant volunteering to taste test and or peel potatoes. The skinning of rabbits and whatnot, no thanks, Puppy-Dwarf could skin his own kills as far as you were concerned. Preferably far away from you, too.

Axe-Dwarf was the silent, scary type, until you’d actually spent some time with him and realised that he was a total sweetheart. That lasted roughly until the first time you saw him in battle, shrieking and bellowing in berserker rage. After that, you silently thought he might be the scariest of the lot, but by then you’d somehow managed to become friends, even if you were certain – by the sniggers coming from the rest of them – that the signs Kíli and Fíli had taught you were incredibly lewd or rude or both. Bifur was probably the most enigmatic of your new friends, but when he smiled at you, he made you feel welcomed and accepted, which was worth a lot in a world where you knew no one but these 14 travellers and an absent science teacher – wizard – called Gandalf the Grey.

Majestic-Dwarf – you’d begun with General-Dwarf, but it kinda wasn’t powerful enough to describe Thorin – glowered and glared a lot. He also ranted, mostly about elves, complained – also mostly about elves, especially their sense of hospitality – and stared majestically into the distance in way that somehow crossed the point of being spacey/creepy and reached the land of ‘I am a very important person thinking about grave and important matters. Do not disturb on pain of pain/death’. Thorin was a very intense Dwarf – apparently, he was an actual King, which made sense when you thought about it.

Grumpy-Dwarf was related to Medic-Dwarf, though they looked little alike, and apparently bankrolled most of the expedition. You wondered if he’d notice if a squirrel made its home in his beard, but he was friendly enough. You’d been subjected to long – looooong – tales of his beloved wife and child, which was somewhat endearing while at the same time being completely boring. One time, you’d started to lip-synch his ‘My wife is a jewel among Dwarrowdams’- speech, and caused a four-pony pileup when Kíli fell off his saddle laughing. Nori had given you a high-five for that, something he’d taken to heart after you’d shouted ‘up top!’ at him one night and then had to explain the custom.

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Nišville Jazz Festival – Brand Art Music

The International Nisville jazz festival is the largest and most-visited jazz festival in Southeastern Europe. The festival is the offical cultural event of the City of Nis (since 2005) and also “the festival of national value”, according to the rankings by Serbian Ministry of Culture in 2010. The importance of the festival was also recognized by Serbian Ministry of Trade and Services, Serbian Chamber of Commerce, as Nisville festival was the winner of the award “The best from Serbia” in 2011. The Tourist Organization of Serbia includes Nišville as its official offer in tourist fairs throughout Europe. In the European Union magazine “New Europe”, published in Brussels, the festival has been reviewed as the “European face of Serbia”. Since the first edition of the festival in 1995, Nisville has been promoting the multiculturism as the inevitable characteristic of the contemporary jazz music. The festival’s concept is based on presenting the ‘traditional’ jazz forms together with their fusion with the world music tradition, with the emphasis on the music from the Balkans. One of the most famous jazz magazines, the American ‘Downbeat’ values Nisville as the important musical event as the promotion of both the traditional Balkan music and American jazz heritage. According to the magazine, Nisville speciality is the popularizing the blend of the two.

Nišville jаzz festivаl is a public manifestation of Niš, and with a decision of Ministry of Culture of the Republic of Serbia is marked as an event of ”National Importance”. Nišville also gets award ” Best from Serbia” in 2011. Also, Nišville got award ” Tourist Flower ” as the best manifestation in Niš.

  Dutch saxophonist Candy Dulfer is going to perform with her band at this year Nisville festival. Candy Dulfer is known around the world for her powerful and highenergy concerts. She collaborates with the biggest artists, performs with her own band across the world in sold-out clubs and on the largest festival stages, received a Grammy Award nomination for her debut album ‘Saxuality’, sold over 2.5 million albums worldwide since, and has had several number 1 hits in the USA.

She rose to fame with high profile collaborations with Dave Stewart (‘Lily was here’) and Prince. With Prince she performed at Jay Leno’s Tonight Show, played dozens of shows in the USA and all over Europe, and recorded on several of his albums. Together with Prince and Beyoncé she performed at the Grammy Awards ceremony.

Grammy winner Patti Austin is going to perform at Nisville 207 opening day – August 10th , exactly at her 67 birthday. The performance will be a tribute to the great Ella Fizgerald because next year marks 100 years since the birth of the great jazz singer.

Patti Austin crosses all musical genres, has made 17 solo albums, and has performed her award-nominated hit songs on the GRAMMYS® and the Oscars. As a performer, songwriter and vocalist she has had a star-studded career that began at the age of four, making her one of the most beloved artists over the world and a mainstay on the Billboard Jazz Albums charts.

Her most recent release, Avant-Gershwin, won Austin the Grammy for Best Jazz Vocal Performance. As with 2002’s GRAMMY®-nominated homage to Ella Fitzgerald For Ella, Patti worked her magic again with the WDR Big Band on Avant-Gershwin. A new high water mark for Patti, Avant-Gershwin finds her re-imagining George Gershwin’s complex and fascinating body of work. “You can judge a brilliant piece of music by how you can bend and stretch it,“ said Austin. “I always believed George Gershwin to be avant-garde so I wanted to challenge myself and rework everything melodically and lyrically.” She created unique and personal interpretations with arranger Michael Abene (Lionel Hampton, Buddy Rich, B.B. King), aiming for an operatic but contemporary feeling. Quincy Jones has already said of the album ” ‘Avant-Gershwin’ is a Triumph. Listen Up!” The ambitious “Overture/Gershwin Medley” leads off the album with a rousing fanfare, bridging together several Gershwin classics and immediately riveting the listener. For “Porgy & Bess,” Austin leaves behind some of the misogynistic messages and portrays a strong female role. She creates “Swanee” in the image of a jazz song, with a hard shuffle. Austin also replaces the conspicuously racist word “mammy” with the word “momma.” The singer follows Ella Fitzgerald’s lead on “Lady Be Good,” making it a rollicking, up-tempo ride. The resulting album is a work that goes beyond the “American Songbook,” into Austin’s bold and profound vision. As if all of the above wasn’t enough, Patti has teamed up to with the WDR Big Band yet again to record an amazing and innovative tribute to Duke Ellington, now set for release in 2013! Her pop R & B offering entitled “Sound Advice” which has received critical acclaim and continues to amaze audiences in performances. Patti continues to demonstrate her dedication to social issues and the importance of mentoring those in need of inspiring life lessons. (all of us!). When asked to co create an organization dedicated to mentoring, she said “Of course” and the “Over My Shoulder” mentoring foundation was born.(www.Overmyshoulderfoundation.org).

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Over 100 Artists performing on 10 stages…

Patti Austin (USA), Csaba Toth Bagi Balkan Union ft. Mike Stern (SRB/USA), Vasil Hadžimanov Band & Bisera Veletanlić (SRB), Tony Momrelle Band (GBR), Nisville Tango Big Bang Project (ARG/SRB), Rock Symphonny (MAK), Alpha Blondy (CIV/FRA), Al Foster Quintet (USA), Nik West (USA), Kamelia Todorova & JP3 Jivko Petrov Trio (BGR), Maks Kočetov Band (SRB/UKR), Tom Harrell Trip (USA), Darko Rundek & Apocalypso Now (HRV/FRA), Festen (FRA), Big Band verillaz (SVN), Frederik Köster – Die Verwandlung (DEU), Visions of a Nomad (AUS), Candy Dulfer (NLD), Rambo Amadeus (SRB), The Tbilisi Big Band (GEO), Very Naiss ft. Ivan Kurtić (SRB), E-Play (SRB), Silent Blast (LTU), Maestro (NLD), DJ Ceka (SRB) – Tony Momrelle (GBR) Live PA, Master Flow (SRB), Rainer Truby (DEU), Funky Junkie (SRB), DJ Amir – BBE/180 Proof/NYC (USA), Ashley Beedle (GBR), Angel Funkusion (BGR), Peppe (SRB), The Jazz Pit (IRL), DJ Loptica (SRB), Chvare (Mak), Esma’s Band Next Generation (MAK), Jazzotheria Band (SRB), Pasivni Posmatrači Prirore (SRB), Marko Luis (SRB), Muhi Tahiri & Friends (SUI), Lilly of the West (BGR), Artie Roth Quartet (CAN), Tim Group, Gravy Tune, Bullet For A Badman, Srdjan Japan & Richard III, Creativo String Quartet, Jazz Flood, Cassidy’s Brewery, Jazz Addicts, Tune, Arnold Layne & Alhemija, Špajz, Pata Negra, Uroš Spasojević Projekat, Blues Lady, Pilot Blues Band, Kolege, The Gamblers, Di Luna Blues Band, Tobacco Blues Band The Sons, Petting Blues Band, MT Blues Banda, Dixieland Band Cakovec (HRV) Dexter, Slide Ride, Sinobusi, Prljave Sestre, Epicoustic, Jevrem Cosic Trio, Strangers from South, Art Centar – Nis, Monsegur Jazz Band (FRA), The Irish Clovers, Free Fours, Aga Derlak Trio (POL), Nikicic – Cvetkovic Quintet, Katarina Kochetova Trio, Nevena Pejcic Kvintet, Bas I Stega, Ruke, Kezz, and many more…

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  Nišville Jazz Festival 2017 Nišville Jazz Festival – Brand Art Music The International Nisville jazz festival is the largest and most-visited jazz festival in Southeastern Europe.