#BCW Pictures

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Don Callis

From the Astral Vagabond DVD-R archives of 2000-2005 independent wrestling pictures. Unfortunately, I do not know who took these pictures. What I do know is they are from Border City Wrestling in 2002.

[johannestevans]

this is jellybean, he was an absolute sweetheart, he genuinely gave no warning between sort of maneuvering between my calves and then climbing into my lap and staying there. he smacked multiple cats who also attempted to come and say hello to me whilst he was purring in situ, and also smacked poor flora, the little spaniel who lives at the rescue

i left with so much white fur all over my hoodie and it was so worth it

bradford cat watch rescue & sanctuary is a bradford-based fully volunteer-run rescue, all the cats there are gorgeous - they do foster out cats and also have cats and kittens for adoption, but they also serve as a longer term or permanent sanctuary for cats with high support needs, such as wobbly cats like jellybean!

gonna post some more pictures, and if you would like to donate to the BCW, you can do so here

this is salsa, he is another wobbly boy, he is SUCH a sweetheart. he's what the rescue calls a "barn cat", in that he prefers to stay out of doors in the enclosed back garden in the hutches and cat houses

or more accurately, directly in the rain

salsa was extremely difficult to photograph because every time he saw me lean over with the camera he would speed wobbily toward me to tumble over and between my feet, purring and desperately demanding that i pet his sodden fur

this is mambo, salsa's brother! he is also big and fluffy and also a wobbly cat, but he is also blind! he is more of an indoor cat than his brother, and was very fluffy. he wanted so badly to cuddle with every other cat, which was not generally reciprocated

the wide-eyed cat in the diaper is lima bean, and she resolutely refused to be mambo's cuddle buddy, going so far as to move to the other side of the room to get away from him

but baked bean, the other calico pictured, graciously allowed mambo some modest physical proximity

pictures to follow, i visited a local cat rescue in bradford today to take photos and see the cats, and literally 5 minutes after i walked in the door and sat down, a calico with cerebellar hypoplasia called Jellybean crawled into my lap and stayed there and purred for 25 minutes

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Senior Appointments Boost BCW Brand, Comms and Marketing.

Senior Appointments Boost BCW Brand, Comms and Marketing.

NEW YORK — BCW has made three appointments— Rebecca Grant, Kathryn Sullivan and Melanie Mitchem — to strengthen its global brand, communications and marketing functions, respectively. Grant, who is CEO of BCW UK, leads proprietary research, thought leadership, tools and campaigns. She replaces Lauren Glazer, who stepped down from the role in May. A member of BCW’s global board, Grant (pictured)…

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Punks, Poets, Parents - Ch. 11: Home

Prev - Ch. 11: Home - Next - Master Post - [ A03 ]

Fic rated M, this chapter rated T - CW: Remus likes to swear (not around Jay) - WC: 4331

All the heroes in the bright burning truth Makes you feel real, real good in your bones When the hunger stops, and the truth is known My life, my light is coming home - Coming Home, Fleetwood Mac --- Tuesday, March 13, 1984 Instead of going home after school the next day, Logan returned to Remus’ apartment.

Remus had gotten home early from the Fists’ Tuesday rehearsal. Whether from unresolved anger at his brother or residual guilt from punching him after their last concert, Roman would barely look at Remus. After quickly working through the newer songs for their set planned for Thursday’s performance, Roman asked to wrap early, complaining of a headache.

Remus had been more than happy to oblige, uncertain how much longer he would be able to dodge Virgil and Hilly’s questions about Jay and Logan’s unexpected absence from their rehearsal.

Logan and Remus ate dinner together, then worked through the remaining tasks on the checklist Remus had created with Theresa the night before. Remus had personally delivered his application to BCW that afternoon. He’d been in their main building only once before. It felt smaller now, but no more welcoming than it had when he had been fourteen.

Patton had met him down in the lobby. Even after showing his identification and the completed foster application, the wizened security guard in the lobby had been reluctant to grant Remus access.

“Well, now, let’s just give Mr. Sanders a call up at his desk, all right?” The guard had eyed Remus carefully as he'd dialed, as though he half expected the man to make a mad dash for the elevator banks.

Remus had simply nodded and pictured Jay's face. “Yes, sir, of course.”

After about twenty minutes, Patton finally came downstairs. “Mr. Puños?” A small half-laugh escaped Patton’s lips, though his face twitched. “I’m surprised you didn’t just come up.”

Remus looked down at the scuffed floor of the lobby, hands in his pockets. His eyes shifted over to the security guard as he shrugged slightly.

“Ah, I see.”

“I have the application." Remus held out the precious packet of documents. "And you should expect to hear from Jay’s teacher, as well as the principal at the school. And there’s a letter from Jay’s doctor that he faxed over to me this morning, as well.”

Patton nodded, accepting the documents. He opened the envelope and scanned the first page before flipping through to read the letter from the doctor. Remus now knew this wasn’t the first time Patton had heard from Jay’s doctor. When he’d called the doctor’s office to request the recommendation letter, Dr. Hopkins had confessed to Remus that it had been his diagnosis of failure to thrive and the resulting report to BCW that had triggered their investigation in the first place.

Remus sucked in a breath, suddenly realizing he’d stopped breathing, waiting while Patton checked the application. “This looks complete, Mr. Puños.” He tucked everything back inside the large envelope. “Based on an additional recommendation from Foundling to find Jay a placement in a non-group home setting as quickly as possible, I will seek to accelerate your application and—”

“What did the group home say about Jay?” Remus stepped forward, feeling the blood drain from his face. The security guard started to step around his little podium and Patton waved him off. “Is he all right? Is he hurt?”

“He is safe, Mr. Puños, however I’m not at liberty to disclose anything else at this time.” Patton stepped closer to Remus and lightly patted his upper arm. “I will call you tomorrow with an update on your application, all right?” Remus nodded, working to slow his breathing. “In the meantime, just…” Patton sighed. “Just sit tight.”

Logan’s tasks that day had gone similarly. After showing Jay’s latest test scores to Principal Wilks, he’d been able to convince the man to make a formal recommendation to BCW to approve Remus’ application as an emergency foster placement.

Later that afternoon, Logan had spent the better part of an hour on the phone, speaking first with the resident counselor and then the Vice Director of the preschool group at Foundling, describing the depth of Jay’s progress while in Remus’ care.

With Remus’ application successfully submitted, including the recommendations from Logan, Principal Wilks, and Jay’s doctor, all that was left to do was wait.

Watching Remus’ knee bouncing as he fought to sit still, Logan moved to stand behind him, letting his hands rest gently on his shoulders. Remus tilted his head back against Logan’s stomach, eyes closed, as he reached up to hold his hands. Logan leaned closer, kissing his cheek. “Would you perhaps be more comfortable sitting together on the couch?” Remus nodded and Logan watched as his mustache twitched and his Adam’s apple bobbed. He moved carefully, like a coiled spring.

In the quiet living room, they sat down together and a thick silence fell between them.

Remus sat on the edge of the couch seat, knee still bouncing, as he cracked his knuckles. Logan sat next to him for a few moments, battered by the waves of worry pouring off of him. Finally, Logan scootched back into the corner of the couch, then reached for Remus’s shoulders, pulling him closer and laying him down, setting his head in his lap.

Remus let out a short sigh, turning to rest his cheek against Logan’s thigh and tucking his legs up on the couch. He traced little circles on Logan’s knee, opening and closing his mouth several times before finally voicing what had hung between them all evening.

“So how was Jay in class today?” Remus’ voice shook and his breaths were stuttered. “How did he seem to you?”

Logan pursed his lips, stroking Remus’ hair. “He seemed cared for. He was clean, perhaps… a little more tired than I’ve seen him lately, but…” Remus pressed his lips together, rhythmically tightening then loosening his grip on Logan’s knee. “When he came into the classroom in the morning, he had the little apple they give the students with school breakfasts, so I believe he ate breakfast at school, as well.” Logan rubbed Remus’ shoulder with his other hand.

“But how did he seem?”

Logan paused, biting at his lip. “Well…” He took a deep breath and Remus turned in his lap to face him. Logan looked down at Remus, choosing his words carefully.

“Jay wouldn’t eat lunch in the cafeteria. When I brought down the class, he rushed ahead and got his tray, and then stuck close to me until it was time for me to go back to the classroom while the students ate.” Logan omitted the sharp words he’d exchanged with the lunchroom supervisor when the man had tried to force Jay to remain in the cafeteria, or the way Jay had watched Logan throughout the day, never getting more than a few feet away from him at any moment.

“I sat with Jay in the classroom while he finished his lunch and… he stayed inside for recess, coloring.”

Logan swallowed hard against the lump in his throat when he remembered the drawing Jay had created, his ordinarily happy little figures hanging from a giant, toothy maw.

“Then, after school, someone from Foundling came to pick him up.” Logan gently drew his hand through Remus’ hair, rubbing at his scalp with the pads of his fingers. Pressing a smile onto his face, Logan pushed down his memory of the way Jay had cried and clung to his leg after school when he saw, not Remus as the boy must have been silently hoping, but instead the counselor from Foundling who'd come to pick him up.

“Is he…” Remus’ jaw trembled and he blew out a sharp breath, “Is he with the elementary aged kids or…?”

Logan smiled sadly, “He’s in the preschool group. Only the director and the counselor know his real age.”

Remus nodded, lips pressed tightly together.

They sat together quietly for a long time. Logan continued to stroke Remus’ hair, gently wiping away the few tears that escaped down his cheeks. Remus’ shoulders started to shake. Finally, he whispered to Logan, “Will you hold me?”

Nodding, Logan shifted his body as Remus sat up, then pulled him back down against his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around his body. Logan pressed gentle kisses into Remus’ hair, rocking him as he cried.

A child's drawing in crayon of a red monster face with sharp teeth and big eyes. There are three figures in the monster's mouth. The three figures are the same as the ones in Jay's earlier drawing.

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The following evening, Remus unlocked the front door, both hands carrying several Key Food grocery bags. He held the door open behind him, letting in a similarly laden Logan. “Thank you. You… you really didn’t have to do this.”

Patton had called Remus earlier that afternoon. “Mr. Puños?” Gripping the phone with shaking hands, Remus had held his breath, heart pounding and it had taken every stitch of his self-control to try not to over-interpret anything from Patton’s generally positive tone of voice. “Mr. Puños, do you plan to be home this evening?”

“Yes, yes, I’ll be here, unless you need me somewhere else…” Remus crushed his eyes shut, forcing himself to inhale slowly. “For whatever it is, just give me a time and place and I will be there, Mr. Sanders.”

“A judge just approved your application, Mr. Puños. The group home’s efforts to move it forward…” Remus leaned back against the wall, tears of relief falling down his face. He sucked in a breath, trying to listen to the rest of Patton’s explanation. “…just some final documentation. I can bring Jay to your apartment by around seven tonight. I will need you to sign some papers, but—”

“I’ll be here. I’ll be here,” Remus repeated breathlessly. “Thank you… Oh my god, thank you. Thank you, Mr. Sanders.”

“Thank you, Mr. Puños, for your cooperation. See you at seven.”

As soon as Patton ended the call, Remus tried Logan’s number at home. He hung up when he got the machine. Remus checked the time on the coffee maker and he chewed at his lower lip. 4:01. Logan was probably already on his way. Okay. Okay. Jay will be here in three hours. A sob forced its way past his lips and he slapped his hand over his mouth. But will he really? What if the judge reads my foster care records and changes his mind? When he'd first started at the Voice, Theresa had helped him get a copy of his records and Remus has read his old group home’s evaluation of him. Runaway. Corrupting influence. Addict. Deviant.

Moral degenerate.

Remus shook his head and sucked in a breath, counting in for four, holding for four, then exhaling for four. No, Mr. Sanders wouldn’t have called if there was any doubt.

The sudden ring of the doorbell finally ripped Remus from his spiral. He checked the clock again. 4:19.

Racing to the door, Remus peeked through the peephole and grinned, crying out before he’d even finished opening the door. “Logan, Logan, your brother called… he’s bringing Jay tonight!”

Logan’s jaw dropped, an open-mouthed smile spreading across his face. “He called you?” Remus’ voice failed and he’d just nodded, pulling Logan inside the apartment and into his arms, letting the door close behind them. “Oh, Love…” Logan whispered, squeezing him tight and Remus melted into his embrace for a few moments.

He suddenly lifted his head. “I should get some stuff at Key Food… I don’t know if he’ll have had dinner yet… I should’ve asked…” Remus broke away and started putting on his boots. “We’re out of tater tots and I wanna get some chocolate milk and Jay just tried kiwis for the first time and liked them and—”

Grinning broadly, Logan had opened the door, then had followed Remus back into the hall. “It sounds as though you could use a hand, then.” An excited laugh had slipped through Remus’ lips as he’d locked the door and given Logan’s hand a quick squeeze.

“Of course I didn’t have to. I wanted to.” Logan smiled as he put down his bags then took Remus’, placing them on the floor near the kitchen. Remus began to protest, but Logan reached up, cradling his face with both hands. “It was cold out on the way back. The groceries can safely sit for a moment.” Logan pressed a long kiss against his mouth, feeling a small laugh bubbling in his chest from the tickle of Remus’ mustache against his upper lip.

“Remus, I am happy to help you in any way I can.” Logan leaned forward, hands reaching back to thread behind Remus’ neck, tugging him down for a deeper kiss. He smiled, murmuring against his lips, “And not just because I can do this now.”

When they came up for air, Remus tilted his head forward and pressed his forehead against Logan’s. “Thank you,” he whispered.

Humming as he kissed Remus one more time, Logan took his hand and turned toward the mass of bags they’d left near the kitchen. “I will help you get these put away and then head out.” Heaving up the bags containing milk and cheese, Logan brought them to the tiny counter next to the refrigerator, plucking out cold items first. “It would be good to give the two of you time together.”

Remus’ face crumpled for a moment but then smoothed. “Are you sure?”

Nodding firmly, Logan set aside a small stack of tuna cans, uncovering a box of frozen spinach.

“And you’re not just avoiding your brother?” Remus asked quietly, setting down more bags on the kitchen table.

Chuckling, Logan shook his head. “No, we have a planned discussion tonight.”

“You scheduled an argument?”

“‘Argument’ is a strong word, but….” Logan shrugged, joining Remus to empty the bags covering the table. “It would not be entirely inaccurate.”

When the last of the groceries were neatly put away, Remus convinced Logan to stay for just another few minutes while he started dinner. “How can I help?” Logan asked.

Remus looked up as he finished drying his freshly washed hands. Grinning, he took each of Logan’s hands, gently moving the man to stand behind him. Remus then wrapped Logan’s arms around his own waist. Logan chuckled, holding him from behind as Remus sprinkled pepper and salt on the chicken pieces he was preparing to put in the oven. “Not that I mind, but will this really help you prepare dinner?”

Closing his eyes briefly and nodding as he let out a soft sigh, Remus hummed. “Mm-hm… You have no idea how much.”

After a few minutes, Remus patted Logan’s arm and stepped back to add the tray of chicken to the oven. He then turned in Logan’s arms, facing him. “Thank you for everything tonight, and… and for the last few days. I don’t think I could’ve managed without you—” Remus’ voice cracked and he tilted his head forward, leaning against Logan’s.

Logan carded his fingers through Remus’ hair. “You are stronger than you realize. I know you would have managed.” Smiling, Logan met his eyes. “But I’m glad you didn’t have to,” he whispered before kissing him softly.

Glancing at the clock, Logan swore under his breath. “I do not wish to leave but…” Remus nodded, closing his eyes as Logan pressed one last kiss against his mouth.

Remus walked Logan to the door, feeling a dull ache in his chest at the realization that they would spend the night apart. “Will you call tonight? After you talk with your brother?”

“You can count on it, Love.”

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Remus checked the time on the coffee maker for the seventh time in the past five minutes. 6:53. He took a deep breath and looked around the kitchen, checking for the fuck-knew how many time that everything was ready. The table was set. Dinner was cooked and covered in foil in the oven on low to stay warm. He’d already re-organized the fruit in the fruit bowl three different times, first sorting by color, then arranging the pieces in a kaleidoscope of different colors, then going back to sorting by color and type. Remus had displayed and taken down Jay’s latest drawing at least four separate times before finally leaving it up, carefully setting it just above Jay’s eye level so he’d be sure to notice that Remus had found it.

Making himself wait until he’d counted to ten, he checked the clock again. 6:54.

Fuck. Bending down and crouching on the floor, he gripped his hair, tugging just hard enough to make himself wince. Remus was convinced the waiting was actually going to kill him when suddenly there were four sharp knocks at the door. He jumped to his feet and raced to the door, taking a microsecond to peer through the peephole before flinging it open.

“Jay!” Remus’ voice came out as a sob and he dropped to his knees, arms opening just in time for the boy to throw himself at his chest. Jay wrapped his little arms around his neck, burying his face against his shoulder. Soon Remus’ shoulder was wet from the little boy’s tears, and he realized his own crying was similarly seeping into the corduroy of Jay’s jacket. “I missed you, Jay.” He whispered into his hair. “So, so much, Buddy.”

His little arms just tightened as Remus rocked him back and forth, one arm wrapped around his back, the other gently cradling the back of his head, ruffling his hair. After a few minutes, Remus stood, still holding him close. He wasn’t sure what it would take to get the boy to let go of him, but he was in no rush to even try.

Finally, Remus looked up at Patton who’d been standing silently in the hall, a large file tucked under one arm, Jay’s backpack slung over his other shoulder. Remus was surprised to see tears in the social worker’s eyes. “Will you come in, Mr. Sanders?”

Nodding and pulling a tissue from his pocket, Patton wiped his eyes and stepped inside, murmuring in a rough voice, “Thank you, Mr. Puños.”

They walked into the kitchen, Jay peeking at Patton over Remus’ shoulder, fingers tightly gripping the back of Remus’ shirt. The boy stiffened as Remus shifted him to one arm. “It’s okay, Jay, it’s okay. Just needed my arm to open the oven.” He smiled, “Can you smell what’s for dinner?”

Jay’s stomach rumbled in response as he nodded.

Remus frowned briefly, then pushed a little smile on his face. “Let me get your plate, okay?” He plucked the plate from Jay’s usual spot and set it on the counter next to the stove, piling on tater tots, chicken, and green beans. When Jay’s stomach audibly grumbled one again, Remus caught Patton’s eye, glaring sharply. He softened his gaze when he turned to ask Jay, “I guess you haven’t eaten much today, huh?”

Jay looked away and tucked his head against Remus’ neck in response.

“The counselor told me that Jay didn’t eat much at dinner last night and…” Patton shifted the folder from one arm to the other, looking down at the floor. “And he refused to come down at dinnertime tonight.”

Remus clenched his jaw as he stared at Patton, breathing hard through his nose. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Later. He relaxed his jaw and smiled at Jay, “It’s a good thing we’ve got plenty here, then, yeah?”

Meeting his eyes, Jay’s mouth upturned slightly as he nodded.

Kissing his forehead, Remus’ voice cracked as he murmured, “Yeah.”

He set Jay’s plate down on the table and poured him a large glass of chocolate milk. “Do you wanna sit down to eat?” Jay looked at his chair, then at Patton and shook his head, grip tightening on Remus’ shirt. “Do you want me to sit with you?” He nodded quickly, eyes still fixed on Patton.

“Okay, no problem. I need to sign some papers for Mr. Sanders”—Remus glanced over at Patton—”so how about we all sit down and you can eat while I sign, okay?”

Patton used the chair furthest from Jay while Remus got him situated in his lap so he could reach the plate and his milk. Jay continued to cling to Remus, his tiny hand darting out quickly to snatch a few tater tots from his plate.

“There aren’t many forms I need Mr. Puños to sign, Jay.” Patton said quietly. “And then I’ll go.” Jay frowned at Patton, but nodded as he took another bite of his food. Patton opened his folder, taking out a small stack of carbon-copy forms. “Just at the bottom of each of these, please, Mr. Puños.”

Remus read quickly as he signed. Jay gradually relaxed in his arms enough to turn and face the table completely, drinking his milk and having two pieces chicken. Remus had gotten through most of the papers by the time Jay wiped his mouth with his napkin and again settled against his chest, watching Patton.

After he’d signed the last form, Patton tucked everything back into the large folder and stood. He tilted his chin toward Jay’s slowly dipping head as he lolled drowsily against Remus’ shoulder. “I can let myself out, Mr. Puños,” he said quietly.

Remus smiled as he looked down at Jay’s sleepy little face. “Thanks.”

Patton was turning to leave when he spotted Jay’s new drawing on the refrigerator. He looked at it closely, head tilted.

“Did Jay draw this?,” he asked Remus, eyes fixed on the picture.

Jay was drifting off to sleep in his arms. Remus nodded, his voice just barely above a whisper. “Jay really likes to draw.”

Patton stared at the picture, a shaky smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He looked at Jay, nearly asleep, head resting against Remus’ chest, fingers tangled in his shirt. He nodded as he looked back at the drawing. Patton chuckled. “I recognize the tie.”

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The following Tuesday, Remus, Logan, and Jay walked together into CBGBs for The Fists’ rehearsal.

“Hey!” Hilly looked up from where he sat surrounded by booking calendars and flyers and called out when he saw the trio. “We missed you two last week! Good to see you!”

Logan nodded and smiled while Jay gave Hilly a little wave as they made their way over to Jay’s usual table. Remus swallowed hard against the growing lump in his throat as he recalled just how empty their little corner had looked last week. He looked up as Virgil and Roman approached.

Giving a little high five to Jay, Virgil looked at Logan, “So where were you two last week?”

Logan peered at Remus, frowning. He raised an eyebrow, the question clear. ‘You didn’t tell them what happened?’

Virgil looked carefully between the two, narrowing his eyes. Remus gave all of his attention to his bag, sifting through it and pulling out Jay’s headphones, a large box of crayons, and a stack of construction paper.

Resolve withering under Virgil’s unrelenting glare, Remus stalled, muttering a quick, “Well…” while rubbing at the back of his neck. He exchanged a look with Logan, who simply smiled and kissed his cheek before sitting down with Jay and helping him adjust the headphones.

Logan studiously avoided the pair’s eyes as Virgil and Roman grinned at each other. He glanced at Remus, his smile quickly growing into an amused smirk. “Jay and I are fine here, please do not let us impede on your limited rehearsal time.” Remus stood awkwardly for a moment until Logan winked at him before giving his attention back to Jay.

Remus cringed at Virgil and Roman’s expectant expressions. “Can we rehearse first and then get into it?”

Roman started to shake his head, but before he could speak, Virgil rubbed his arm and nodded at Remus. “Sure, man. Let’s go.”

After a several songs, they took a short break, gathered around Virgil’s drum set as he made a few adjustments.

Remus stood with his hands in his pockets, glancing up from time to time at Logan and Jay as they sat at their table. “So, last week, a social worker”—he shook his head, waving away the rest of that part of the story—”took Jay for a couple of days and… and put him in a group home while they processed my paperwork to be an official emergency foster placement.” Remus’ voice cracked and he drained the last of his water.

Virgil’s eyes ballooned. “What!? That’s why they weren’t here last week?”

Remus nodded, an echo of last week’s ache blooming again under his breastbone.

Virgil lightly shoved his shoulder. “What the fuck, man?” He stared at Remus, shaking his head. “Why didn’t you tell us? We coulda, I dunno, helped or something, man….”

Remus shrugged, glancing briefly at Roman then looking away, “It just didn’t seem like the time to—”

Shoulders slumped, Roman mumbled, “You mean you didn’t feel like baring your soul to the guy who’d just punched you?”

“Well…” Remus muttered, “Things were getting kinda strained between us, you know?”

Virgil met Roman’s eyes and stepped closer to rub his back. “Yeah. Yeah, I know they have.” Roman said quietly. Remus looked closely at his brother, suddenly noticing how his hands shook and that he had dark shadows peeking through the cover-up under his eyes.

Virgil whispered something in Roman’s ear, then jumped down from the stage and headed to the bar with Roman’s empty water glass.

“Yeah, I’ve been working on not making it worse.”

“You wanna talk about it?” Remus put his hands in his pockets.

“Yeah, but, maybe later? I need to… Later. I promise.” Roman looked down. “I’m… I’m sorry I swung at you, Re. Being drunk is no excuse, and I…”

“You looked like Dad.” Even as the whispered words spilled out of his mouth, Remus fought and failed to pull them back. Instead, they hung in the air between the brothers, almost palpable.

Finally, Roman muttered, “Yeah, I know. Virgil said the same thing when we got home.” He shifted his arms, first putting his hands on his hips, then crossing them, before finally squeezing his hands into the pockets of his tight leather pants. “I’m really glad you got Jay back. I…” Roman breathed hard through his nose, looking away.

Remus gently bumped their shoulders together, shaking his head. “Later, Ro Bro, it’s okay.”

“Can I… hug you at least? I mean, I—”

Remus laughed, plowing into his brother, squeezing him in a bear hug. “No.”

“Oh, okay, as long as that’s clear,” Roman chuckled, squeezing him back.

Virgil appeared with two glasses of ice water, handing them to the brothers. “So… when were you planning on telling us you and Teach were finally ‘you and Teach ?’”

Remus shook his head, a light blush dusting his cheeks, “I—I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“Oh. Oh, okay. I’ll just go ask him, then. Hey, Lo—” Roman began to walk to the edge of the stage.

Yanking on the back of his collar, a broad smile softening his words, “Don’t you fucking dare.” Roman laughed and remained on stage. “Don’t we have another song to rehearse?”

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Em I'm dead!? Isabelle posting an exclusively clato post for the 10 year! And every pic looks like a couple pic!! Retroactively confirming alexbelle!?! And she tagged everyone!!! I'm losing my gd mind, I need to go re read the original BCW rn!!!

i am currently rewatching the video of her on live running on a treadmill vehemently denying anything and all i want to do is reach through the phone and SMACK HER !!!!!!!!!!! i'm literally in tears, i was legit gagging on facetime with gracie when i saw the pictures

WE HAVE BEEN VINDICATED Y'ALL!!!!!!! welcome back everyone, bcw chapter 43???? yes or yes?????? no but i'm for real i have Fics in the works

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Ok but talk to us about your collection boo♡

HELLO, MY NAME IS ISAIAH, AND I HAVE A PROBLEM. 

OKAY, SO. (UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE THIS IS LONG.) 

These 3 longboxes are just comics! 2 of them are filled up all the way while the other 1 is... maybe 75% filled up? They are heavy as heck, btw. I dread the day I have to move because I’m going to have to do some heavy lifting. I switched to shortboxes after these 3, but those shortboxes are still heavy. 

This is how the top longbox looks like on the inside! Everything is in alphabetical order, so it start off with A-Force, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, Amazing Spider-Man, etc. etc. BUT! I also organize it in subcategories. I.e., I put Mighty Avengers and Secret Avengers where my regular Avengers issues are, but those are also sorted alphabetically! It’s alphabet sort inside alphabet sort. It can get pretty confusing lol but I like having it sorted that way. 

This is how the longbox underneath the top one looks like. The bags and boards inside that green bag are the ones that the comic shop used to bag and board the comics that I bought from there and later replaced. I use it to keep the comics from falling over in there. 

This is how the bottom left one looks like on the inside. You might have noticed the boards taped against the back of the boxes! That’s because, when assembled, longboxes have a little gap in between the wall and the floor. I seal that gap up to prevent any comics from being stuck in there. 

Here’s a shortbox of comics that haven’t been sorted yet because I’m a lazy bum. 

MY FIGURES AND STATUES. I don’t have much (I focus more on comic collecting), but I’m hoping to build it all up! 

Starting from the far left, it goes: 

Kotobukiya Black Widow (with a Lego Iron Man on her base)

Marvel Legends Invincible Iron Man (ngl I bought it solely because it came with a Tony facesculpt lol)

Marvel Legends Endgame Captain America

Marvel Legends Infinity War Black Widow

(in the front) Marvel Legends Human Torch

(in the back) DC Multiverse Action Comics #1000 Superman (according to my mom, my dad put away some money to buy me it for my birthday so y’know, it has a special place in my heart)

In the back-back, those are some Funko Pops. Nothing too special (peep that Kagamine Rin back from when I liked Vocaloid lol). And some cups that I bought from Wal-Mart back when I was 12. 

2nd part! Again, from left to right: 

Kotobukiya Ikemen series Red Hood (I spent $90 on that bastard, let no one say that I don’t love Jason Todd) 

DC Multiverse Better Than Batman Nightwing

DC Multiverse Detective Comics #1000 Batman

DC Multiverse Wonder Woman 1984... Wonder Woman 

My shelves with my graphic novels and other stuff! The book leaning against my Black Widow is actually a hardcover copy of Batman: Damned, but it’s too tall to fit lol. I have another box of shelves to the left of this box, but the only thing there is a books. Please don’t look at the graphic novels too closely. I’ve just realized that a couple of them are where they shouldn’t be. 

The Star Wars diecast figures are from the Disney Store, while the Captain America and Iron Man plush are from Miniso. The Connor figure was a gift from my dad for my? 15th birthday? Something like that.

(And I know I have a lot of Pops, it’s just that they’re the cheapest and easiest to get figures to show how much I love a thing so yeah.)

I’m adding 2 more shortboxes worth of comics to my collection! My LCS was having a sale: fill up a box of comics for $60, so, you know... couldn’t resist. It’s good to support local businesses. I’m in the process of bagging and boarding all of those. 

Those are the comics from the 1st shortbox laying on my floor, waiting to be bagged and boarded. Putting them on the floor probably isn’t the smartest thing, but... yeah. 

Here’s the comics I’ve bagged and boarded from the 1st shortbox so far! A lot of them are physical copies of comics I’ve read digitally. 

My bagging and boarding station... on my floor. The “thank you” bag holds all of the store’s bags and boards that I replace. The bags and boards are BCW (I prefer them over Ultra-Pro), and I use those Post-It Notes whose entire backs are adhesive. I don’t use tape because it’s a goddamn pain to get off without damaging the bag, and I’d like to be able to re-read them whenever I want. I did use resealable bags for a hot second, but idk... I like the action of peeling off a Post-It and sticking it onto the bag! I didn’t take a picture of it, but I also have a cardboard box that’s just pre-made bags and boards. 

These are comics that sort of just... sit there. They’re usually ones that I get in mystery boxes that I’m not interested in. 

Here are the two oldest comics in my collection! They’re not worth much, but I think they’re pretty cool. They’re X-Men vol 1. #62 and Silver Surfer vol. 1 #9! 

I also have a whole Google sheet of the comics I have lol. Let me tell you... cataloging 100+ comics at one time... it takes a toll on a man, especially considering a surprising amount of them don’t have the specific date of when they were published (which is part of my cataloging process). I wish I could take a picture of all the comics I have individually, but then we’d be here for 20 years. 

If anyone wants to talk to me about their collection or if anyone has a question, I’m always open! :D 

[sincityriddler]

Weekly Update 7/26/2020

Been enjoying some of the SDCC online content since the con was exclusively online this year. I did not check out everything but did do a few things that I would enjoy. I did miss seeing Sideshow Collectibles live streaming from the con which was a great way for people not at the con to enjoy a part of the con. Plus getting to participate in some of their contests even though I was at home was fun.

I did buy a few con exclusive items this year. I ended up getting a Funko Pop that I wanted along with a con exclusive comic cover from Aspen Comics. Funko did have a problem with its site but I was still able to get through. Aspens booth was one of my favorite places to visit during the con since they had quite a few con exclusive booths. I did need to find some of my past con ones and get them into one short box.

I may have to make a big order with BCW Collectible supplies this fall once I do start going through my comics. I did have Barnes and Noble put a comic book price guide on hold for me once they come in next month. As much as I should do the online version, the book will make things easier. I know I will not be able to go through everything at once but I hope to make at least a partial dent.

At worst case I will get a booth at a local smaller con next year and sell some of my books there. I am planning to sell some of them on ebay but may have some luck at a smaller con as well. Plus I can use it to sell some of my collectibles that I know longer want. I know it will be hard at time but I do need to move some items along. Will see if one of the local stores has a trading night.

I will be able to keep myself busy this fall working on some of my comics in the garage since it will be cooler out. I may have to find one of the 6 feet tables we have to set up but can at least start working on this project. may even get a small product photography set up so that I can take some pictures of the books that I plan on listing on ebay.

This year I do plan to set up a model train for Christmas. Already priced out a few of the supplies I need and since I already have the track and trains it will be easy to do a basic layout. May have to buy a smaller fake tree along with some building for the layout. Speaking of decorating it looks like this year I will get to put some Halloween lights up, including on the back patio.

[asterixer]

Okay okay okay

No more BCW asks pls, I literally know 0 things about the event LOL

I also need to finish my picture so I keep getting distracted

[unlikelyclodgoopllama]

This will be my weight loss journey starting Monday!

Starts: October 21st, 2019

Ends: December 9th, 2019, at 12am

- [ ] BCW: 168.8

- [ ] SW: 169.8

- [ ] GW1:

- [ ] GW2:

- [ ] GW3:

- [ ] GW4:

- [ ] GW5:

- [ ] GW6:

- [ ] GW7:

- [ ] GW8:

- [ ] UGW1: 117.5

- [ ] UGW2: 105

Week 1

Weigh in:

[10/27/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1(500)-

Day 2(500)-

Day 3(300)-

Day 4(400)-

Day 5(100)-

Day 6(200)-

Day 7(300)-

Picture:

Week 2

Weigh in:

[11/3/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1(400)-

Day 2(500)-

Day 3- FAST

Day 4(150)-

Day 5(200)-

Day 6(400)-

Day 7(350)-

Picture:

Week 3

Weigh in:

[11/10/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1(250)-

Day 2(200)-

Day 3- FAST

Day 4(200)-

Day 5(100)-

Day 6- FAST

Day 7(300)-

Picture:

Week 4

Weigh in:

[11/17/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1(250)-

Day 2(200)-

Day 3(150)-

Day 4(100)-

Day 5(50)-

Day 6(100)-

Day 7(200)-

Picture:

Week 5

Weigh in:

[11/17/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1(200)-

Day 2(300)-

Day 3(800)-

Day 4- FAST

Day 5(250)-

Day 6(350)-

Day 7(450)-

Picture:

Week 6

Weigh in:

[11/24/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1- FAST

Day 2(500)-

Day 3(450)-

Day 4(400)-

Day 5(350)-

Day 6(300)-

Day 7(250)-

Picture:

Week 7

Weigh in:

[12/1/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1(200)-

Day 2(200)-

Day 3(250)-

Day 4(200)-

Day 5(300)-

Day 6(200)-

Day 7(150)-

Picture:

Week 8

Weigh in:

[12/9/19]

Calories consumed:

Day 1- FAST

Day 2(500)

Day 3(500)

Day 4(600)

Day 5(600)

Day 6(700)

Day 7(800)

Picture:

[buffalochickenwraplover]

photo cred: Adam Howard

Eggsperience – a diner dinner BCW

Chicago, IL

BUFFALO RANCH WRAP: Spicy Buffalo chicken strips, fresh greens, red onions, celery, Jack and cheddar cheese tossed with our ranch dressing. All wrapped up in a flour tortilla.

Edit: No cheese

Yes, these pics are weird. They brought the wrong fries so instead of giving me double… they took them back! Also acquired an extra full pickle. Just a lot going on. Wrap was good. Chicken was a bit hit or miss depending on the bite but overall positive experience. 

THE SCORECARD:

Overall: 7/10

Chicken: lightly breaded. Some rubbery, some delish

Sauce: good taste 

Chicken to vegetable ratio: mostly good

Wrap: cold

Temperature: room

Side(s): Fries (pictured), can also sub for fruit, toast, tots

Editor Note: Now accepting guest BCW submissions! If you have a BCW you’d like to share, follow the photo & review templates and send my way!

[jakester95]

I put the stuff that I had up north in the museum I had to display the dog that I had from the hospital I’m trading cards that I had of sexualize women the trading cards I got eBay that I have to put them on a trading card storage box for Sailor Moon sailor Venus plushes infinity Krissay comics in storage but I’m getting another comic book frame for my room that by BCW in another make that a comic frame for my for the museum I got my med with me or Dhaka autographed picture and my Margot Kidder autographed picture so I would display them in my stands and top loaders that will be in my collection soon and my storm trooper head that had to come with my R2-D2 bowl 🍚 #saturdaynight https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce93DEzLSVX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[dizoblog]

DIZO, from realme TechLife, invites DIZO Squad to design official watch faces for its upcoming DIZO

Participants are requested to design a watch face and top 5 entries will be released as official watch faces that can be downloaded on DIZO Watch 2

-          Top 3 winners to be awarded the latest and upcoming DIZO Watch 2

-          #DIZO #MaxDisplayMaxStyle #realmeTechLife #BeDifferent

September 10, 2021 | Gurugram, India: DIZO, the first brand under realme TechLife Ecosystem, is inviting everyone to design official watch faces for its upcoming smartwatch - the DIZO Watch 2. The brand announced a contest on September 09, 2021 across its social media platforms - Facebook, Instagram and Twitter. Giving an opportunity to the creators to show off their creativity to the world, the top 5 watch faces (displays) will be released as official watch faces and can be downloaded on the new DIZO Watch 2. The top 3 winners will be awarded with the latest - DIZO Watch 2 each.

Twitter Link: https://twitter.com/DIZOTech/status/1435966597718429698

In line with its brand tagline, Be Different, DIZO wants to extend a chance to the consumers to be part of its product development and challenge its stylish and imaginative fans to design how they would like to wear their watch faces that match their personalities.

Announcing the contest, Abhilash Panda, CEO at DIZO India says, “We have already started to break the barriers of tech similarities across all wearable categories through our stylish and trendy yet competitively priced products within the first few months of entering the market. Now we are super excited with the smartwatch category and cannot wait to introduce more models under the DIZO brand name. We are soon to launch the DIZO Watch 2 and DIZO Watch Pro and what better way to celebrate than to have our valued consumers be part of the process. We cannot wait to welcome participants and unravel the design explosion.”

Three easy steps in which one can participate in the contest:

●        Create/ paint/ draw/ illustrate a watch face or take a picture

●        Post the picture in the ‘comments’ section across any of DIZO’s social media handles or your feed, using the hashtags #DIZO and #DIZOWatch2

●        Last but not the least, follow DIZO

The DIZO Watch 2 promises to have 100+ stylish and customizable views like no other. And one of them could be designed by you. The campaign started from September 09, 2021 and the chosen watch faces will be unveiled on September 19, 2021.

So, stay calm, be different and design the dial!

The DIZO Watch 2 will come with a 1.69-in (4.3cm) high-brightness full touchscreen, which is the biggest in the segment in a INR3K price range, to offer users a never-before experience. The smartwatch will be crafted using a premium metal frame for an elegant yet sturdy look. It will also boast of features such as sports mode, heart rate, sleep and SpO2 monitoring for consumers' health and fitness regime. The 5ATM (50-meter) certification will allow users to wear the watch without worrying even while swimming, which is rare at this price point. Supported by a large battery, multiple colour options and 100+ watch faces for your Max Style, and many more for users to experience in the DIZO Watch 2.

ABOUT DIZO

DIZO is a global technology brand and the first brand in the realme TechLife ecosystem. With its brand tagline - ‘Be Different’, DIZO promises to bring ‘Smart Tech Life for Every Different You’. Being the first realme TechLife ecosystem brand, DIZO comes with realme’s support in 3 key aspects - Industrial Design, Supply Chain and AIoT experience that works perfectly with realme Link. In terms of product categories, DIZO will focus on entering into Smart Entertainment, Smart Home, Smart Care and Accessories for its consumers.

Follow DIZO here:

www.dizo.net  | #FB @DIZOTechnology | #TW @DIZOTech | #IG @dizotech | #YT DIZO

For further information, please contact:

Tanvi Mishra | Ananya Tandon

Six Degrees BCW

tanvi.mishra@sixdegrees-bcw.com | ananya.tandon@sixdegrees-bcw.com

89535 36323 | 98101 34605

Bappi Barman

DIZO India

bappi.barman@dizo.net

[cybersexuality]

My Yu-Gi-Oh collection as of right now. I’ve seven pre-made decks in the first picture. 

Then the two tins came in today. I was hoping for something decent to come from them but to be honest I didn’t have a very good experience with either tin. 

After that the bottom picture is the ‘BCW Super Monster 5 Row’ I got for the big lot of cards I purchased. The first four rows are literally from the 4,000+ lot. 

The top row where the deck boxes are, are booster packs and random cards I’ve picked up with my friend. 

This new hobby has grown very quickly just with collecting...and I’ve yet to make a full deck to duel. Though I’ve got three planned out. I need to figure out things before I finish them. 

[150289city]

HND1 Photography Exercise: Perspective Control

Tutorial on how to make the corrections in Lightroom:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IOo07bs-bCw

Question: Image 1 shows BARREL distortion

Barrel distortion

In barrel distortion, image magnification decreases with distance from the optical axis. The apparent effect is that of an image which has been mapped around a sphere (or barrel). Fisheye lenses, which take hemispherical views, utilize this type of distortion as a way to map an infinitely wide object plane into a finite image area. In a zoom lens, barrel distortion appears in the middle of the lens's focal length range and is worst at the wide-angle end of the range.

Question: Image 2 shows PINCUSION distortion

Pincushion distortion

In pincushion distortion, image magnification increases with the distance from the optical axis. The visible effect is that lines that do not go through the centre of the image are bowed inwards, towards the centre of the image, like a pincushion.

Question: How can you avoid distortions?

To avoid shooting with an extreme wide-angle lens. Back up if you need to get more of the subject into the image. Keep any straight lines in the image as close to the center of the lens as possible. There will be less distortion toward the middle than there is on the edge.

In Lightroom

After you import the photo into Lightroom, decide if the distortion is distracting and needs correction. At this point, you should also make sure the photo is level, because applying the corrections is difficult if the photo isn’t level.

In the right hand side of the Lightroom Develop module is a panel called “Lens Corrections.” This is where we do our fixing.

The module has four tabs called “Basic,” “Profile,” “Color,” and “Manual”

The Basic tab works best if your lens is a fairly common one that Lightroom has a profile for. It automatically corrects barrel and pincushion distortion (not vertical distortion, which is only created by how the camera is pointed,) as well as vignetting. Select “Enable Profile Corrections” and “Remove Chromatic Aberration” to get rid of some common distortion and color fringing.

We’re interested in the Manual tab. Click on that; new controls appear.

To address vertical distortion, we’ll use both the “Vertical” slider and the “Scale” slider. Slide the Vertical slider and notice how a grid appears over your photo; the vertical distortion can be adjusted to extremes in either direction.

 Adjust the “Vertical” slider until vertical elements in your shot look vertical, or until you like the look. Use the gridlines that Lightroom has superimposed on your picture to guide your choices. Notice that a lot of white space has opened at the bottom of the shot where Lightroom has pushed pixels away from the edges in order to fix the distortion.Use the “Scale” slider to enlarge the image until the white space disappears. Alternately, you can address the white space in Photoshop.

Practice; correct the perspective using your favoured option and have it ready for the next class

[tobns]

blue and orange!!!

blue:

what do you do when you’re sad? 

cry it out, curl up under the covers and maybe watch something that’ll make me feel better

what are some things you do when you can’t sleep? 

my go-to is always either watch youtube videos or read fics, sometimes i’ll go on pinterest and browse or if i’m in a productive mood, then i’ll write

what was the best (non-romantic) night you’ve had? 

oh man, there are SO many?? at the moment the best non-romantic night i had was back in april when me and victoria and some of her college friends all went into downtown charlotte and we took a ton of pictures and just adventured around, it was a GREAT night 

what kind of covers do you have on your bed? 

*long sigh* so we’re in the process of moving and my mom went out and bought me a show bedspread which is black and white and i hate it, it’s currently folded up at the foot of the bed and it’s meant to cover up the ACTUAL comforter i have which is my iconique zebra covers and my platinum t-swift blanket

who is the last person you told a secret to?

sun, and the secret was a tiny sneak preview of bcw ;)

orange:

what makes you feel warm inside? 

knowing that i’ve made somebody else happy or feel better in any capacity :))

what’s your favorite halloween tradition? 

not acknowledging halloween

what’s the last thing you learned? 

if a man talks shit then i owe him nothing that i have made a severe mistake in relying on literally anyone other than my close circle to help me out w my book

when’s the last time you felt obsessed? 

.......have y’all met me, i am obsessive personality #1, i’m never NOT obsessed with something

what’s your favorite article of clothing?

at the moment it’s a tie between the dress i bought for when i meet camila in atlanta, and my legend shirt which i always wear when i’m lounging around at home (currently wearing it now)

[awesomekevinrye]

Guest for Episode 10 of the #fanengagement Pod: ex-UEFA BCW Global SD Europe & Football Against Racism in Europe's WILLIAM GAILLARD. We do big-picture, inc. making Fan Engagement part of the structure of clubs. Also his thoughts on a European Superleague: https://shows.acast.com/fan-engagement-pod/episodes/william-gaillard-ex-uefa-now-burson-cohn-wolfe #fanengagementdelivers