#tilahs

[afinestoutlove]

things i love about heartstopper 56/?

If this isn't a Big Gay Mood I don't know what is...

Charlie: today sucks my life sucks everything sucks

Nick: *exists*

Charlie: ...

Charlie: I am having a very good day

[dandandanny]

Wasia Project - ur so pretty (Official Video)

Here is another brilliant song from the always amazing Heartstopper (S2 E8 - Perfect).

Wasia Project are just amazing, and this song is incredible. With hauntingly beautiful vocals, it truly is amazing.

[b-skarsgard]

Bill and his partner Alida Morberg at La Viblioteca in Barcelona via TiLah Obnabas on Facebook

[ilovetheideaofu]

Bill & Alida at Viblioteca - Restaurant Gràcia Barcelona, Spain (June 12, 2024)

[📷: Tilah Odnabas on Facebook]

[outdoorcatte]

She quietly crept into his room, the darkness engulfed it like the treetops of the shroud and a single lantern light was all that flickered. The smaller keeper’s glowing eyes traced his form even in the darkness. She took a step closer, reaching down to gently shake his shoulder to stir him before she stood upright once more. Theo opened his eyes, his speech still lazy from sleep. “Wha’? Rue? What are ya doin’ in here?” She didn’t answer him and so he climbed out of his blankets, standing up to look around the room. “Fuck, what time is it?” he asked.

She shushed him by pressing a single digit to his lips, pulling on his shirt for him to meet her lips. He kissed her back hungrily, his hands immediately cupping her face and eagerly tasting her. For some reason he didn’t question the kiss, it felt familiar. It felt normal. Only, he soon tasted blood. He recoiled from her and stared down at the Miqo’te who silently met his gaze.

“Rue, what th’ fuck?”

She smiled and stepped into the light, her throat spilling blood much like the man who had just been killed in the lair. Arms slowly moved to outstretch for him as she took a step closer, her head canting as she watched him with a look of horror in her eyes now. “Isn’t this how you want me, Leana'li?” her voice questioned, only it was haunting and that of someone else’s entirely. One he hadn’t heard in a very long time.

He shot upright, sweat beading down his form and he coughed, looking toward the window to see it was still dark outside. A hand moved to shove his hair out of his face and he pulled himself up, reaching for his shirt. He threw it on and didn’t bother to button it as he crept to Rue’s room, peeking inside only enough to see if she was alright. His ears twitched and he could distinctly pick up the sound of her breath as she slept, he was almost relieved after the nightmare and moved back to her living room. Theo knew he wouldn’t be getting much more sleep after that and left, making his way to the bar to help himself instead; knowing he still had a long night ahead of him.

He grabbed some of the cheap stuff from the bottom shelf, biting into the cork to pull it free before he spit it onto the counter. He didn’t bother reaching for a glass and took a heavy swig from the bottle instead. He’s seen a lot of death, but something about seeing her standing so close to it rattled him to his core. It reminded him of that day---

She’s not Tilah.

He had to remind himself over and over that she wouldn’t meet the same fate. A curse left his lips and he brought his hands to hold his head, sucking in a shaky breath. Since when did he let his ghosts haunt him? Since when did he let things in to bother him? Theo grabbed the bottle again and tipped his head back, downing a quarter of it in one go. He wouldn’t let it happen again.

“Leana’li,” her voice was smooth as silk and he immediately recognized it.

“Fuck do you want?” he all but growled. No, he was doing that as well. Old habits died hard. Her golden eyes merely narrowed on him a moment before she sat down beside him. A hand moved to touch his shoulder, drenched in jewels just like he had remembered. She even smelled the same, sweet with exotic herb; only this time it was sickening to him instead of intoxicating. He jerked his shoulder away from her and reached for the knife on his belt. “Give me one reason-”

“-Leana’li don’t be like this.”

“It’s Theo now,” he hissed.

“Theo,” Rhashir corrected, her nose scrunching. Oh she didn’t like the way that name felt on her tongue, he hoped she choked on it. “Tell me what has you troubled.”

“Fuck off,” he stated again with a bite to his voice. He looked ready to rip her apart, his entire form trembling from anger.

“Come find me when you’re ready for the truth. It’s long overdue we had a talk.”

And just like that his ghosts were back.

[rhashir]

She could still feel the way her hand gripped her blade, how her heart thudded in her ears and she waited for the small group to go to where she had instructed the pick-up. Rhashir wore all black along with a matching mask to hide her identity, though she didn’t really plan on sticking around long enough for anyone to see her anyways. The man they met ushered them inside and placed a case full of drugs on the table, letting them look them over as Tilah had been given another job; one by Rhashir specifically. It was to excuse herself, sneak into the room on the end of the hall, and look for an old family heirloom. The girl was dumb enough to believe it and did just that.

Rhashir watched the doorknob turn and once Tilah stepped inside she was met with her body slammed against the door to keep it shut. “I’m so sorry,” Rhashir whispered out and quickly brought her blade against her throat. She instantly began trembling, her eyes widening as guilt already began to eat at her. However, she remembered the words that her client had told her and just as Tilah spoke out her final word, no a name, her name– Rhashir slit her throat and stepped away in horror. The knife clattered to the ground and there was so much blood. She brought those shaking hands up in view and saw the crimson that now stained them, ears pinned harshly against her head and she felt the room spin. How could she? How could she do this?

She heard Tilah’s name called from outside and it was enough to urge her out the window. She fell into the bushes below and scrambled to her feet, stumbling just as she got to them and ran. Once she was sure she was far enough away, she threw up. A hand clasped over her stomach and sobs ripped from her throat, she didn’t even deserve to shed a single tear for that girl but she did. She never thought she could hate herself, but she did. As she stood there she tried to convince herself otherwise, but it was no use. No matter how many times she told herself it was either Tilah or Theo, she only wished it had been herself instead.

Blankly, she walked back to her apartment where the client waited for her. Large hands touched her face and he cooed out sweet words, but they meant nothing. Her eyes closed and she pushed past him towards the dresser where the piece of paper he had left out for her waited. All of her things were already packed, he wanted her no where near Theo. That was part of the arrangement, he lived if she left and killed the girl. He had to hate her or die, he wanted Rhashir all to himself. She sucked in a sharp breath and wrote the words she knew that would eat at him, words she knew would make him hate her just as much as she did right now.

“You failed my lesson; always leave before you become attached. Be sure to remember that next time, because I won’t be there to clean up your mess. I do hope you learn from this.”

She didn’t bother signing it and moved to leave.

“No, I don’t buy it. Not for one second,” Theo spat. “How long did it take ya to come up with tha’ shit story? Two fuckin’ minutes? She’s worth more than an excuse.”

Rhashir closed her eyes and barely smiled, it was a way to hide her grief. “You can believe what you wish Theo, but we both know I was always honest with you from the start. I never wanted you to kill her. Nor would I want that. I was training you to be like me and I’m not--- I was never a killer.”

Theo moved to grasp her by the throat and pin her against the wall, he applied just enough pressure to cause her to catch her breath before loosening it. “Stay away from me, I ain’t th' same. I’ll kill ya ‘cause I wont fuckin’ play your games again. Ya may not like to shed blood but I do, always have,” he rasped against her ear. “I’ll hunt ya down and make ya wish you never found me to begin with.”

“Theo--- I’m not playing games.”

He released her and his breath was so heavy, his shoulders heaving as he watched her with naught more than murderous intent. Ears pinned back and he couldn’t believe she was here in front of him again. He never thought she would show her face; he wanted to ruin her like she did him. He wanted to kiss her. No. No, why would he? The thought vanished just as fast as it came and he hated her for having that control over him even after all of these years. She was a serpent that coiled around him, all he cared about back then was that she kept him in her reach. He refused to give her that power once more.

“Theo I loved you,” she said with a softness in her gaze. One he had never seen from Rhashir, one that was full of vulnerability. “He knew that and he would have killed you. I had to make a choice, I chose you. I’m sorry it came to that but I couldn’t bring myself to live a day knowing I had been the cause of your death. Tilah was a very unfortunate casualty and I’m so sorry for that. Believe me, I’ve lived with that guilt every day but I’m not asking for your forgiveness. I’m asking for a little understanding.”

“Don’t,” he grasped his ears and shook his head. “Don’t ever say tha’ shit again. Ever. Even if what ya said is true, never fuckin’ say tha’ to me again.” He shoved past her and out the door, moving to go to the grimiest shit hole of a bar that Ul’dah had to offer.

[squadninenine]

things i love about holt #2

he built a fort in his office so he could comfort his sister

[shalomelohim]

לכה דודי / Lecha Dodi par Yossi Azulay et Enrico Macias 

- Sympathique version -

Extrait de l’album “ Andalous “ - Jewish Sephardi Prayers : Ici

Le Lekha Dodi, composé à Safed au XVIe siècle par le Rabbi Chlomo Halévy Elkabets est chanté à la tombée de la nuit le vendredi soir pour accueillir la « fiancée chabbat ».

♥ ♥ ♥ 

Refrain Viens, mon bien-aimé, au-devant de la fiancée, Lechah dodi likrat kallah לכה דודי לקראת כלה Allons accueillir le Chabbat. Pnei Shabbat nekabelah פני שבת נקבלה

1er couplet « Observe » et « Souviens-toi » : c’est en une seule parole, Shamor ve-zachor be-dibur echad שמור וזכור בדבור אחד Que le Seul et l’Unique Dieu nous fit entendre Hishmianu E-l hameyuchad השמיענו אל המיחד

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(Suite des paroles non reprises dans la chanson) L’Éternel est Un et son Nom est Un, Adonai echad ushemo echad יי אחד ושמו אחד A Lui Honneur, Gloire, Louange ! Le-Sheim ul-tiferet ve-li-t'hilah לשם ולתפארת ולתהלה

2e couplet A la rencontre de Chabbath empressons-nous, Likrat Shabbat lechu ve-nelechah לקראת שבת לכו ונלכה Car il est la source de toute bénédiction. Ki hi mekor haberachah כי היא מקור הברכה Consacré dès les temps les plus lointains, Merosh mikedem nesuchah מראש מקדם נסוכה Clôt la Création, mais pensé dès l'origine [par le Créateur]. Sof ma'aseh be-machashavah techilah סוף מעשה במחשבה תחלה

3e couplet Sanctuaire du Roi, Ville royale, Mikdash melech ir meluchah מקדש מלך עיר מלוכה Debout, relève-toi de tes ruines ! Kumi tze'i mitoch ha-hafeichah קומי צאי מתוך ההפכה Trop longtemps tu es demeurée dans la vallée des pleurs. Rav lach shevet be-eimek habacha רב לך שבת בעמק הבכא Mais voici que Lui éprouve pour toi de la compassion. Ve-hu yachamol alayich chemlah והוא יחמול עליך חמלה

4e couplet Secoue la poussière, relève-toi ! Hitna'ari me-afar kumi התנערי מעפר קומי Revêts, Mon peuple, les vêtements de ta splendeur ! Liv-shi bigdei tifartech ami לבשי בגדי תפארתך עמי Par le fils de Isaïe, de Bethléhem, Al yad ben Yishai beit ha-lachmi על יד בן ישי בית הלחמי Mon âme voit s'approcher d'elle le salut. Korvah el nafshi ge-alah קרבה אל נפשי גאלה

5e couplet Réveille-toi, réveille-toi ! Hitoreri hitoreri התעוררי התעוררי Car ta lumière est venue ! Lève-toi, resplendis ! Ki va oreich kumi ori כי בא אורך קומי אורי Dresse-toi, dresse-toi, entonne un cantique ! Uri uri shir dabeiri עורי עורי שיר דברי Car la gloire de l’Éternel resplendit sur toi. Kevod Ado-nai alayich niglah כבוד יי עליך נגלה

6e couplet Ne sois plus humiliée, et ne sois plus méprisée ! Lo teevoshi ve-lo tikalmi לא תבושי ולא תכלמי Pourquoi soupirer, pourquoi gémir ? Mah tishtochachi u-mah tehemi מה תשתוחחי ומה תהמי Chez toi les pauvres de mon peuple trouveront refuge, Bach yechesu aniyei ami בך יחסו עניי עמי et voici que la Ville sur ses ruines sera rebâtie. Ve-nivnetah ir al tilah ונבנתה עיר על תלה

7e couplet Et tes ennemis à leur tour seront foulés aux pieds, Ve-hayu limshisah shosayich והיו למשסה שאסיך Tous tes oppresseurs seront chassés. Ve-rachaku kol mevalayich ורחקו כל מבלעיך Ton Dieu Se réjouira enfin de toi, Yasis alayich E-lohayich ישיש עליך אלהיך Comme le fiancé de sa fiancée. Kimsos chatan al kalah כמשוש חתן על כלה

8e couplet À droite et à gauche débordera ta joie, Yamin u-smol tifrotzi ימין ושמאל תפרוצי Et le Seigneur tu révéreras. Ve-et Ado-nai ta'aritzi ואת יי תעריצי Grâce à celui qu'on nomme le fils de Péretz Al yad ish ben Partzi על יד איש בן פרצי Nous nous réjouirons et nous exulterons. Ve-nismechah ve-nagilah ונשמחה ונגילה

9e couplet Sois la bienvenue, toi, couronne de ton Époux; Boi ve-shalom ateret ba'alah בואי בשלום עטרת בעלה Viens, dans la joie et l’allégresse, Gam be-simchah u-ve-tzahalah גם בשמחה ובצהלה Au milieu des fidèles du peuple élu, Toch emunei am segulah תוך אמוני עם סגלה Viens, ma fiancée, viens, ma fiancée! Bo-i chalah boi chalah בואי כלה בואי כלה

[wanderersofeorzea]

A'yonma Tilah, weaver of the Antelope tribe.

[afinestoutlove]

things i love about heartstopper 61/?

Coach Singh interfering in Mr Ajayi's love life is true wlw/mlm solidarity

[dandandanny]

Taylor Swift – seven (Official Lyric Video)

Here is another song that I really like from the always incredible Heartstopper (S2 E8 - Perfect).

This came as a shock to me, I had no idea that it was a Taylor Swift song when I first heard it. I can now say that there is a Taylor Swift song that I actually like. Who knew?

When I hear this song I can see the group dancing around Nick's house after leaving prom and finding Darcy. Damn, I love this show!!!!!!! 🏳️‍🌈🖤

[antlerwreath]

iktilkean / ‘tilke’ greetings, farewells, & others

「❀」IKTILKEAN ; or, roughly, “(the language of the) plane guardians”

salutations / farewells

halwhiki pir — (literal translation: ‘have life’ / ‘be well’) informal, used to say hello or goodbye

keronge — (literal translation: ‘guardian’) [taking the place of kaitiakè from canon] formal, greeting / salute to fellow ashari

tal koun or tilah hinaok — (literal translation: ‘good morning’ & ‘greet the sun’) the latter is sometimes shortened to tilah h’in.

naomep koun or  tilah hiakemna — (literal translation: ‘good night’ & ‘greet the moon’) the latter is sometimes shortened to tilah h’ia.

ma wa ea mal — (literal translation: ‘to know you (again) soon’) said in parting to someone you will see again after a short period of time

awat wel pana (tulkapi ep ea aknurpo) — (literal translation: ‘walk with the wind (always at your back)’) said to someone either before a journey somewhere or before an extended period of time where you may not see this person; one person says the first part, and the other person is meant to finish

other

anoh maat wha  — (literal translation: how goes it?) informal, used to ask how someone or something is; usually shortened to anoh maat.

ea kihuewh anoh kafe — (literal translation: you live how well?) formal, how you would ask a stranger or superior how they are doing

ti onuh  — (literal translation: my mistake) informal, used to say ‘i’m sorry’

ti helkok tangaewh — (literal translation: my greatest regrets) formal, stronger than ‘i’m sorry,’ used to express extreme remorse

kolih — (literal translation: please) used to say ‘please�� or to soften the meaning of a request after a verb, e.g. pil kolih hiwo (”pass the salt, please”).

timiit ma ea — (literal translation: appreciation to you) informal, used to say ‘thank you’

i muomit ma ea — (literal translation: many thanks to you) formal, stronger than ‘thank you,’ acknowledges someone else’s part in your gratitude

[mixedl]

All proceeds gonna b to fund my Nutella addiction and this, it the slogan

NUTELLAAAA          jam of the devil

[ovalsilver]

Joey English #MMIW

Today I say the name of Joey Tilah Patricia English (age 25), Piikani Nation (AB), mom of 3, parts of body found 11 June 2016, police said not criminal. Full body never found. Joshua Weise (40) sentenced 18 months + probation April 2017. Joey English #MMIW

[nothalfwaythereyet]

So...

So I figured out how this works. Hi Tilah!

You're cute

[kinderorchestra]

Prof dan. mau tilah balik sebentar prof. Ketemu akun prof gara gara weishin terus follow karna lucu tp weishin au gak update lagi tp aku ttp follow karna prof dan keren banget sumpah. Ttg masalah hukum, life lessons, atau genshin (cuma nonton vid prof dan doang) ini yg buat aku stay. Beberapa pandangan prof dan terhadap tweet viral juga bikin aku lebih melek, dunia gak sesempit yg aku pikir. Terimakasih telah hadir di twitter dari tahun 2009 dan menginspirasi kutil kerbau sprt saya. Salam pdip

asokaoahfhaljfh knp kutil kerbauuuu.

terima kasih banyak. aku sendiri juga masih belajar banyak hal, aku gak selalu bener dan suka delete tweet kalo merasa gak kompeten buat ngomentarin suatu topik. tapi aku seneng kalau ada orang lain yang merasa sedikit tercerahkan karena cuitanku, aku berharap orang2 akan cari referensi lain untuk memvalidasi dan menyetujui ucapanku. (´• ε • ｀)