#if anyones going to the second LA show on the 27th !!!

[ghostboyhood]

guess who the FUCK is seeing my chemical romance IN CONCERT!!!!

ME!!!

[billiejeanenthusiast]

Boobiegate masterpost

We know what they did this summer - and oh boy, was a it a wild summer that - unfortunately for us - stretched into autumn and beyond any reason.

I will first go over everything as it happened and then - because when you look back at everything you realise some timelines overlap - I’ll try to clarify some stuff and put it into perspective.

NOTE: I’m writing the dates from a GMT time zone point of view (aka. UK time)

So let’s start from the beginning. 

Briana breaks up with Brody Jenner after dating him for some random attention seeking period. (June-September roughly)

Here’s an article talking about that irrelevant relationship. https://www.yourtango.com/2020334835/who-brody-jenner-girlfriend-briana-jungwirth-louis-tomlinson-baby-mama Now let’s fast forward a bit to September. 

September 23rd

So on September 23rd we’re flooded with articles about Brody and Bri breaking up and Bri getting back together with her “on-again off-again (boy)friend Nick” and the biggest surprise “BRI IS ENGAGED”

So the story is: 

Bri ended her relationship with Brody because “they were moving too fast” and he had “already met Freddie” 

She then gets back together with her on-again, off-again bf Nick Gordon 

She, her family, and Nick go on a “whirlwind” trip to Las Vegas (MIND YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF A PANDEMIC) 

Bri and Nick get engaged during those Covid inviting few days in Vegas (September 21st- September 23rd) 

Articles drop about how they’re engaged and she’s broken up with Brody (Sept 23rd) 

Bri, family and Nick all share a huge amount of Vegas pictures of them in love, Bri’s ring, Bri and Nick being a couple (pictures obviously taken before Vegas to hopefully make someone believe that this in no way is a whirlwind engagement after just knowing each other a few weeks. Did they convince anyone? Well if you are convinced - I’m worried for you) 

Here’s the tmz article:https://www.tmz.com/2020/09/23/brody-jenner-split-briana-jungwirth-engaged/ Here’s some pics of them we were all subjected to while they were in Vegas. And Nick’s new public profile when it just got made. Was he trying to start an influencer career and say goodbye to being a firefighter? Was he trying to get a night job taking off that all firefighter gear for money? Magic mike was a big movie after all….Who knows.

September 28th

At first the engagement pictures on Nick’s IG were just him and Briana and he used the #/shesaidyes. After a few days and probably after they realised it would be a smart move to acknowledge her kid she claims to have too (👀) he deleted those and on September 28th posted new pictures with a new caption and new # of course. This time “theysaidyes”.

The pictures are below.

But, moving on.

As soon as the engagement news drops, we have Nick - our “good-guy firefighter” making a new and public IG account, flooding it with pictures where he professes his love for Bri and soaking up the d-list association fame.

So in the coming weeks we get a lot of Nick, Bri and their families on IG. They post a lot about being constantly together.

What was the most interesting they really pushed the “dad” image on Nick. He was constantly posting about Freddie and even in Bs or Tammi’s stories he was always seen interacting with F the most.

Then after it seemed like the new fiancees had settle into their soon-to-be married life and everything seemed rosy for them - we get hit with the whammy BOOBIEGATE.

Because hell hath no fury like a sugar daddy scorned.

October 15th

On the 15th of October celebtm a gossip site, posts the next picture and caption on IG:

Basically, they’re saying a guy - his name unknown yet - contacted them to tell them how Briana scammed him out of money she borrowed to get a boob job. Specifically 5k USD. He claims he filed the case in court and it’s dated January.

They ask if anyone else has similar receipts or anything about her and that they’re investigating and will be writing a story. And the comments have a lot to say about Bri.

October 19th

4 days later on October 19th celebtm posts another IG update about how they have the court filing and how their article is in progress.

October 21st

2 days after the last IG post celebtm finally posts their article - on the 21st of October

https://celebmagazine.com/louis-tomlinson-briana-jungwirth-sued-over-boob-job/

(It’s on the web still - if it ever gets deleted let me know I have screen recordings of it)

The article is accompanied by this (below) IG post:

Also on this day we get Briana and Nick deactivating their IG profiles. Nick still kept his personal private IG and the only person who stayed public is Tammi.

October 22nd

A day after the article dropped there’s another IG post with the following picture and caption. Apparently, Sugar Daddy shared his receipts - specifically AmEx - with celebtm.

October 26th

On October 26th celebtm posts the second part of the article. It’s messier, with a more confusing timeline than the first, but tries to “spill” more details on Sugar Daddies relationship with Briana and her life in general.

Also by now we know his name - Michael Strauss. An investor in Warwick club in LA.

https://celebmagazine.com/louis-tomlinson-baby-mama-briana-jungwirth-double-life/

(Again this is the link - if the article gets taken down and you want to see it - DM me)

October 27th

Then a day later we get another IG post - no new article - just more excerpts from what the Sugar Daddy told celebtm.

Then it’s quiet for a few days and when you think this can’t get even more trashy - low and behold the circus that is called October 29th.

October 29th

So after a few days of silence celebtm strikes again, but this time they bring in TV’s most loved judge - Judge Judy. Apparently the TV show was willing to take this litigation and air it as an episode.

As always, they post an IG post and a caption, and the article mentioned in the IG caption below is basically an article written for clicks about Louis and Harry because they saw the larrie part of the fandom was getting them clicks. I’ll leave the link to the article here for documentation purposes, but honestly there’s nothing in there worth giving them clicks for. Not a thing. The title of the article is “A Complete Guide to 1D Members Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles’ Rumoured Relationship”

Article: https://celebmagazine.com/louis-tomlinson-harry-styles-relationship/

November 6th

We see the sudden return from social media exile of Bri to IG. She’s back - with a post and the description ironically saying “I’m back”. I refuse to post it because does anyone really want to look at her face-tuned selfies? 

November 9th

Then after weeks of radio silence, the return of Bri to IG, we get what is apparently the - very underwhelming - like Bri’s boobs to Sugar Daddy who never got to see them - conclusion to this Sugar Daddy drama. This following article which is basically a letter from Michael to Briana telling her how he’s giving up on the lawsuit, taking this as a life lesson and how he hopes no one else falls for her scams. Article below:

https://celebmagazine.com/michael-straus-briana-jungwirth-open-letter-to-one-direction-louis-tomlinson-alleged-baby-mama/

(Again this is the link - if the article gets taken down and you want to see it - DM me)

And of course - the article is accompanied by an IG post by celebtm.

So, here we currently are. After watching that circus show no one wanted not paid for (well except the Sugar Daddy, and he didn’t even get to see the thing he paid for - so sad.) we’re in November and the Jungwirths and company are back to their carefree posting on IG. 

Current status:

The lawsuit seems to have been dropped. 

Everything seems to be in process of being swept under the rug.

Nick - the loving fiancee - is back to IG too. All of his happy, loving pictures with Bri still up (some deleted) - so we must assume their love survived Boobiegate.

As for overlapping timelines:

The timelines overlap mostly during the months March-October with it being said Bri dated Brody, but was also taking money from Boobie Daddy who was helping her during the pandemic, and was later also apparently starting a serious relationship with Nick.

What actually went on - I don’t know. And I’m honestly not interested to find out. This is being mentioned just so anyone coming across this post knows that yes - you didn’t read it wrong - the timelines do overlap with different people saying different things and Bri being tied to all three men at those times without any real clear timeline for the relationships.

So far this is all there is to this mess. If there’s more - I’ll do a part two or addition.

I’d like to end this with saying - these masterposts are 95% just me making them for myself because I forget stuff, and so much goes on in the fandom that if I want to keep up with it all, I need a nice timeline for things. I’m posting this for anyone wanting to make sense of this circus too or just to put it into a timeline. I did fact check all the dates, posts, IG pics, links and so on - but mistakes can happen - if there is one feel free to let me know.

[josefavomjaaga]

Sir Robert Wilson on Murat and Eugène

Okay, so I said I would read up on Wilson first before reading anything by him – but I had already looked into the second volume of his diaries, and this is just perfect: During the final days of March and April 1814, when the First Empire ended in Upper Italy, he visited both Murat and Eugène and had dinner with them.

Please bear with me, this is going to be lengthy. Plus, I do not know if these diaries were truely private or intended for publication, so I have no clue in how far they were edited later and how trustworthy they are as a source.

We start off in mid-March. Eugène is still holding the Mincio line for Napoleon. Murat has received the ratification of his treaty with Austria but is still on awful terms with Austrian Field Marshal Bellegarde – and with Bentinck [»Lord William«, as Wilson writes], of course.

March 15th – As I am of the species of anecdote collectors, I must note a speech of Beauharnois at Verona, which has made an impression in his favour, although it is not sufficiently towering for a hero's last struggle and would rather suit a sixth than a fifth Henry:

"Pour moi, je suis monté par un escalier si bas que je ne me ferai pas du mal en descendant. Je n'aurai que du chagrin pour ma femme, née et elevée princesse."

In English: "As for me, I have climbed a staircase from so low that I shall not harm myself on the way down. I will only grieve for my wife, born and bred a princess." That was Eugène’s usual attitude. Auguste did the same, in reverse: Of course she never wanted that crown of Italy for herself. But her Eugène (best of husbands™) deserved it so much more than anyone else in Napoleon’s family!

There are many others recorded equally meek; and this humility of spirit, combined with other good qualities and his present martial and military conduct, excites great interest in his favour.[...]

Yesterday, Colonel Cattanelli arrived and brought me advice that Lord William and Murat were at Reggio, contending for and against the British occupation of Tuscany. [...]

March 20th - We have no further advices from Reggio, but are most anxious to know the result of Murat's and Lord William's final conference.

Cattanelli tells me that Murat said to him: "Whereever I am in all the great battles, I have seen General Wilson. He is certainly one of the most distinguished officers, and if it had not been for him, we should in various instances in Russia have got through much better. He has done us infinite harm, but it is a fatality that he should always be opposed to me." He then continued his remarks, observing that I was an enemy to him, his family, the French nation etc. Cattanelli told him that he had heard me extol his military conduct, which pleased him much.

The fact is that I have not written a line or given an opinion under the influence of personal feeling. I have not shown the smallest prejudice in conversation or official correspondence, although I consider Murat's conduct as very dishonourable with reference to his benefactor. I have always said that the Allies did not give his renegade zeal fair trial, and that our present propositions are inadmissable by a King of Naples having only an armistice with England.

There is a reason, why, personally, I would wish to serve Murat. He now knows it, and will be satisfied that at all events I respect myself too much to wrong him.

March 29th, Bologna. - In consequence of the difficulties which existed and seemed to increase, I was requested by Lord William to negotiate with Murat. Constant to the principle of promoting public utility, I acquiesced, but I felt much personal reluctance. […]

At midday I went with Lord William, and was introduced to Murat. He received me very amicably; and we had more than an hour's very interesting conversation on past military events, particularly those relating to the Russian campaign; and I acquired some valuable information on that subject. Murat's dress was singular. Hair curled in Roman coiffure—two ringlets, or what, à la Parisienne, are styled “pensées”, dependent on each shoulder. Blue uniform coat, red pantaloons, yellow shoes, with spurs; sword, with three pictures in the handle. His countenance martial, his manners soft, his conversation easy and intelligent. I reserve further opinion until I have transacted business with his Majesty.

30th. — I dined with the Duke di Gallo - a handsome entertainment and a well-chosen party. In the evening went to the opera. Murat was seated as a Sultan -- princes and dukes all standing behind his throne-chair. He is by far the best actor that has appeared in the royalty theatre. This morning Lord William is gone to have an interview with the Pope. I am left to negotiate. I find myself much like the Allies in France—without any base for operations, line of communication uncertain, various interests clashing, and no unity of direction. [...]

April 1st. —On the evening of the 29th, at half-past six, I was at the dinner-table with Murat. The banquet was according to all the rules of perfect gastronomy. The master's manners were very gracious. It was impossible for Lord Chesterfield to have done the honours better. A certain high personage in England would, I am sure, ever feel a little jealous of his kingly courtesies. There was somewhat more of ceremony in the arrangement of the table than I ever witnessed before in royal fêtes. Murat occupied one whole side himself. Three persons sat opposite, and two at each end. With the exception of this distinction, there was no extraordinary attention paid to him, and the conversation was as general, fluent, and free as in private society. After dinner was over we remained talking till near eleven o'clock. I fought with his Majesty all the battles over again which we had witnessed together. He was exceedingly interesting, very candid, and by no means a Gascon for himself or his brethren in arms. I profited by this opportunity again to acquire information on various subjects which he was best qualified to give, and which may tend to make a posthumous memorandum of the late campaigns more valuable. […]

3rd. - I, yesterday, had a very long audience of Murat, and received his ultimatum on the subject of Lord William's demands. I begged, however, to have the statement in writing, and Murat promises to give it under his own hand. I think his case a good one. In foro conscientiæ he is justified. He has had much reason to feel mistrust and suspect hostile intentions under the pretext of peace. […]

Wilson actually lists up a whole bunch of reasons why Murat was justified both to mistrust the Allies and to break away from Napoleon, including Napoleon's intended takeover of Naples. So, in comparison with what he wrote on March 20, his opinion of Murat seems to have improved much by the end, on meeting him personally and on hearing his side of the story.

I skip over some stuff: The Allies and a bit later the Italians receive the news of Napoleon's abdication, which leads to a first military convention between Eugène and Bellegarde. Then we get the anti-French riots in Milan as soon as the senate tries to install Eugène as king of Lombardy, Pina gets tortured to death. That’s the point when Eugène quits the game.

25th. —Events have streamed so rapidly that I cannot attempt to note their progress. Yesterday, Marshal Beauharnois agreed to surrender the kingdom of Italy. The insurrection at Milan and the intelligence of Buonaparte's cession of the iron crown, with other circumstances, determined that measure.

I have, in my despatch to Lord Castlereagh, rendered justice to his conduct as an administrator, a general, and a man.

I passed the whole of yesterday evening with Beauharnois and in Mantua, and enjoyed very interesting conversation on all subjects. He treated me with a confidence that very few friends could experience from a person in his situation, and earnestly begged that I would see him again to pursue our discourses. There is unquestionably great satisfaction in a reception which gives proof of previous good repute, and shows the existence of unlimited credit on the heart's stores. [...]

Well, if I may suggest – don’t flatter yourself too much. That has, I fear, a lot to do with Eugène and rather little with you. (And btw, Eugène was not a marshal!)

The dinner was a most agreeable part of the day's entertainment, not only because we did not sit down till 7 o'clock in the evening, which is a great extension beyond 2 o 'clock, but because the society was very select, there not being more than eight, including three ladies appertaining to the Princess whose presence embellished the company. The Princess was herself not visible, having been confined only eight days, but they say she is very handsome. Her children, four of whom I saw, are of the best appearance and manners.

Beauharnois asked much after the Duke and Duchess of Bedford.

And that’s because he kinda knew the duchess pretty well before she became the duchess, during the peace of Amiens, when all the Brits crowded Paris. (There had even been talk about marriage but in the end either First Consul Bonaparte or the Duchess of Gordon decided against it.)

He is altered, but has a great resemblance to Moreau, and is as plain as Murat is gaudy in his dress. He is, in my opinion, just the man to suit some good Englishmen of my acquaintance.

Something makes me think he does not intend this to be a compliment 😉.

27th. — Yesterday, Beauharnois and his Princess arrived here. The preceding day there was much reason to fear that there might be obstacles to his departure, as the Italian generals, etc, were greatly displeased with the second convention which surrendered the capital and the fortresses without any arrangement made for them, according to the express stipulation of the first convention to that effect. I think, however, that Beauharnois does right; especially as Berthier desired him to withdraw, and the people had commenced a senseless and what threatened to be a very sanguinary insurrection, only to be repressed in its first outbreak by the presence of an Austrian force. [...]

The Princess, although only brought to bed twelve days, bore the journey very well; but Assalini tells me that she is very delicate, and that he fears the more for her as her mother died after child-birth. I have just sent her a bottle of Tokay from the cellar of John Sobieski. It was given me when I was in Warsaw, and I have carried it about intact on the presumption that I might one day apply the nectar to a better purpose than the gratification of my own palate. If I have not, as I hope, combined the “ utile dulci,” I have at least combined in this instance the “decorum dulci,” and this is more in character.

28th - Yesterday, Beauharnois showed me a letter from his sister, the Queen of Holland. It was full of anecdote about Buonaparte, the Empresses, etc, and proved that she possessed much good sense and good feeling. One of her remarks was—“Fatality determined that no experience, no counsel, not even the Emperor's own intelligent mind should discover the bandage which it had bound over his eyes. The perception of the heart was wanting, and great geniuses rarely possess it. He has been abandoned almost by all. Rustan (the Mameluke) is even about to quit, and when I saw the Empress Louisa the other day, she had not more than one valet-à-pied in her service. She came to the advanced posts to embrace her father before she followed her husband, but it is now said that she will not be allowed to go after him. It is true that he was not latterly kind to you, but I am sure you will remark only his benefactions at this time.” The tears started in the eyes of Beauharnois as he read.

May 1st. - I dined on the 29th with the Prince Eugène, the Princess and three ladies of her court; no other persons present. A conversation of five hours enabled me to travel over much matter, but without exhausting our subjects. I had every reason to be pleased with the Prince, and to be assured that we did not separate without a mutual wish to meet again. He was very anxious that I should be at Paris when he was there, but as I hate traitors and cowards - however beneficial their treason and baseness — I shall not sojourn in that city. I would rather be Buonaparte, to have written his last bulletin, than any one of the yet prosperous renegades.

So, to sum up: Murat fascinating but hard to assess, Eugène plain boring. No surprises there.

[hopehunted]

" 𝐈𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐈'𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐃, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈'𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐓. " is that hailee steinfeld? oh no, that’s MALLORY MENDEL, born on the 27th of MARCH, 2020. i heard SHE (cis female) is an ARMORY ASSISTANT in JACKSON TOWN. apparently, they can be FOLKSY and SANGUINE but also known to be KLUTZY and SAUCY. spends most of their free time tinkering with old junk scraps, probably smells like SMOKE. is that a bite mark i see? no, must have been a trick of the light.

character inspirations: goose (untitled goose game), shane madej (buzzfeed unsolved), koda (brother bear), dustin henderson (stranger things), andy dwyer (parks and recreation), sokka (avatar: the last airbender), finn (adventure time), bloo (foster's home for imaginary friends), troy barnes (community), bobby hill (king of the hill).

you can find mallory’s stats right here, where i’ve also put all her links. there’s a good bit of info there, so i’ll just be fluffing her out a bit more here!

— 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐈 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍, 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄. CONTENT WARNING: the very first bullet point contains mentions of body horror / gore and death. i’ve marked that part with a ***.

mallory is a familiar face around jackson ; she's been there since the spring of 2030. so, a darn while — since she was nine. her parents are hunters that defected to jackson, because they didn't jive with the way their community was being run + feared for mallory’s safety when she grew older. her mom died en route, however, caught in the crossfire by the very group they were running from. *** it happened in the blink of an eye. one second she was showing mallory how to use a compass, and the next she’s being yanked away by her father, tripping over herself to catch up. her body was left to rot in no man’s land, probably picked over by vultures -- the infected and hunters alike. she arrives in jackson with bits of her mother’s brains still in her hair. 

despite everything, mallory stays strong. although it would have been nice to have a memento of her mother, mallory doesn’t need one. she honors her mother by emulating that which she loved most about her and taking care of those she loves. there’s a child-like quality about her that can’t be missed: she’s goofy, curious, and optimistic. in her eyes, there’s always a silver lining to be found if you just look hard enough. she can’t accept that the world is hardened all over; there has to be good places, too, and if there’s not then she’s going to make one herself. 

— 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐃. 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄.

she has adhd and dyslexia, which means she’ll never remember your birthday, but that doesn’t mean she loves you any less. no matter what, mallory will always find a way of getting out of reading anything aloud. she’s had a few too many teachers and well-meaning pals in the past assume that she was faking her learning disabilities / doing a bit, and as a result has a lot of pent-up frustration regarding her abilities in that sense. she’d rather not draw any attention to it.

while academics may not be her strong suit, mallory is really good with her hands. she’s got a knack for taking things apart and putting them back together again, learning mechanics through trial and error on her own. a hobby of hers is creating little sculptures / figurines out of metal scraps. her living quarters are littered in spare parts and pieces that she’s hoping to make something more out of. this skill also manifests more practically into weapons upgrading. she’s not a master marksman, but she sure knows her way around a gun and any other kind of weapon. eventually, she’d like to one day prove she’s not too generally messy to be an engineer. 

mallory will talk to anyone and everyone. she’s outgoing, brazen, maybe a bit too open. very much has a “fuck it - i’m inadequate. what can you do?” vibe. beneath it, there’s this itty-bit sense of juvenile-esque awkwardness that still lingers and rears its head sometimes. 

100% would’ve been a twitch streamer / video game youtuber, a la callmekevin & crankgameplays, in a non-zombie au. 

somehow always ends up hitting herself / running into things and it never gets any less embarrassing. usually has tiny little cuts on her hands and various random bumps and bruises from being an uncoordinated mess. 

the type to teach a kid a curse word just because it’s funny.

very physically affectionate and maybe a little annoying about it. she’s not shy to boop a nose, or pinch a cheek. 

loves, loves, loves gossip! doesn’t like to be included in the drama, but she does love knowing everything about it.

also the type to stay back and walk with you when you’re getting pushed off the sidewalk / out of the group.

gets tiny, little crushes on everyone that’s nice to her. You Are Not Immune To Being Crushed On!

gift giving is her love language.

mal can have some really sticky fingers. but she doesn’t think stealing is cool! so she won’t. but .. she can. 👀

tbh i picture her being like the guy in video games that you go to when you want to customize your shit / upgrade your weapons, so i mean... take advantage of it!

wanted connection ideas.

friends, friends, FRIENDS! especially best friends. 🥺  her heart is so big, there’s more than enough room for everyone.

frenemies, hateships, exes - i love me some bitterness, some melancholy, and some ire. mallory isn’t good at being mean, but she’s also not above disliking someone just because they dislike her, even if they otherwise don’t have a problem lol. this all could be over something petty or something actually serious.

exes.. but make it light! basically, maybe they dated, maybe they did the whole “will-they-won’t-they”, maybe they just awkwardly liked each other without acting on it until it blew over and they’re still friends / things are Normal between them. 

the first person mallory got to know when she and her dad arrived in jackson. she was just a kiddo then, so they’d have known each other for ages now.

someone that mentored her! maybe they showed her the ropes around here, taught her some much-needed skills, or whatever else we come up with. ( fair warning, though: it’s hard to shake her off once she’s decided she likes you. )

someone she knows/recognizes from when she was with the hunters.

i’m up for anything - always - even if it’s not explicitly mentioned here. these are just some off the cuff ideas! 

[shadesofgreysmythes]

THE OTHER SHOE DROPS ➝  BLAYSON

TAGGING ➝ Greyson Smythe & Blake Rutherford

LOCATION ➝ Greyson’s house/Blake’s apartment

TIME FRAME ➝ Thursday, February 27th

WARNINGS ➝ Mentions of abuse, rape, and drugs.

NOTES ➝ After Greyson apologizes with a dinner date and Blake stays the night, they get Blake a dog at the shelter only to return to Blake’s apartment to find a note left behind by her abusive ex. Greyson gets her out of there then out of the state.

Last night was probably something out of a movie, after being surprised with a legitimate date and given a dress. Greyson had cooked for the both of them, it was such a sweet notion that Blake wasn’t expecting from him at all. She tried not to let herself get too caught up into it. But of course Greyson was charming and Blake could feel herself falling for him. She stayed the night, and there’s wasn’t anything that seemed out of wack for her. It almost seemed like they were finally getting somewhere. As she woke up the next morning, Blake looked up at the ceiling, sun peaking in slightly. It felt like she was dreaming how wonderful last night was. She turned over to see Greyson still sleeping, it was probably the most peaceful she’d ever see him. Quietly taking out her phone, she snapped a picture before making her way to his kitchen. Making herself a cup of coffee, Blake sat on the couch before Grey’s dog Jersey came and sat next to her. He laid his head in her lap, demanding attention from her. Blake spent the next twenty minutes completely taking under Jersey’s spell, kissing his face and rubbing his ears.

Greyson never would've guessed trying to be romantic would be so exhausting. The set up, the cooking, the in home date itself. It was the most work he'd ever put into something resembling a relationship. Or whatever they were doing. But he was knee deep in his apology tour and there was no backing out now. For his sake at least Blake allowed him to sleep in. It was a little disorienting falling asleep with someone and waking up to an empty bed and he quickly found he'd much prefer to wake up with Blake still in it. Which was new development he was coming to terms with. Pulling on a pair of joggers he followed the smell of coffee drifting from the kitchen, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he rounded the corner. Grey snorted at the sight of Jersey lavishing under Blake's attention. He fully understood. "Someone's comfortable," he mumbled. After pouring himself a cup he joined them on the couch, patting Jersey's belly who didn't give Greyson a second glance, too preoccupied with Blake instead. "Sorry, should I go back to bed and leave you two alone?"

"Hey pretty boy," Blake smiled as he joined them on the couch. She snorted and shook her head, "I have room for the both of you, not sure he agrees though." Blake nodded to Jersey who looked content as ever with Blake fawning over him. She giggled and rubbed his belly, watching one of his hind legs start to go, kicking Greyson in the process. "How'd you sleep?" She asked taking the final sip of her coffee. Blake sat there with Jersey and Greyson, her mind wandered to what it would be like if she woke up in his bed every morning. If all their days off could be filled with time with Jersey and coffee. It was amazing just weeks ago they could barely stand to be alone if they weren't working, and now Blake found herself wanting to be near him as much as possible. "I want a dog." She blurted out, she was entirely sure why,  but it was true nonetheless.

Greyson rolled his eyes at the nickname but a small smile broke through nonetheless. He hummed and sipped his coffee, squinting his eyes at Blake over the rim of the mug. "Sure, blame the dog. Likely story." He used the palm of his hand to defend his leg from Jersey's kicking which Blake seemed to be having fun egging on. "Funny enough a lot like this," he teased. "You?" All things considered, maybe waking up to a house that consisted of more than just him and his two animals wasn't the worst thing to happen. It was kind of nice. Even more so that it happened to be to Blake who'd someone very quickly made herself a space in his life and slotted right into it. Grey's eyes raised in surprise at her outburst, drawn from his thoughts. A smile immediately started to spread. "Yeah? Today? Right now? 'Cause we can go down and I can get you in with the best tour guide."

It was honestly bullshit how much Blake adored Greyson's smile, she wasn't sure at what point she'd admit that, verbally. But whatever. "If you want my attention, take it don't be a pussy." Blake teased raising her eyebrow slightly. She rolled her eyes, "Whatever. You hogged the blankets. But it was nice." Nicer than she expected and safe. It was too early to bring trauma into it but often times she felt like she was being watched. At least with Greyson anxiety wasn't keeping her up half the night. His excitement made her stomach do summersaults, and Blake knew it was all downhill from here. "I mean, let me shower and look like I didn't just crawl out of the fuckin' gutter. But yeah.. Today. I think I need a little buddy with me at home." It would help with the anxiety, the onset loneliness, but Greyson didn't need to know all of that. "Hm, is that so? What they like?"

Greyson smirked and looked at the floor, licking his lips as he set his mug down on the coffee table. "Alright," he muttered, and in one quick motion was on his foot and scooped Blake up, scooting her over a few feet and putting himself physically between her and Jersey who huffed his protest but didn't do much otherwise. "That's bullshit, I don't hog the blankets. Your snoring sounds like a fuckin' woodchipper. It wasn't terrible I guess." In fact it was warm and Greyson had found himself keeping constant contact with Blake one way or another through the night. He did his best to keep how hype he was to surface level but it was hard when two parts of his life were coming together like this. He liked Blake, that much he had figured out, and he loved dogs and was incredibly proud of the shelter he helped build. The excitement was natural. "I wouldn't say the gutter. An alleyway, maybe. Hell yeah. This is gonna be great." Greyson shrugged one shoulder, moving his head side to side in faux thought for a moment. "Just your type, I think.”

Blake, who was unable to stop herself from giggling, let Greyson move her. She tilted her head to the side nodding as if she really gave a shit. “And yet you didn’t wake me up once so I don’t think it was that bad” She teased. Blake reached out and touched Greyson’s arm, thinking back to their previous night, again. Laying next to someone and not having to leave was calming in a way that made Blake’s heart flutter in a way that almost scared her. Her eyebrows shot up and she inches closer to Greyson, hoisting her leg over and sitting on his lap. “What type is that?” She asked with her hands on his neck rubbing circles into his skin. It was as if there were alarms going off in her head telling her to abort. Every time she looked at him her body would turn numb, she could hear her own heartbeat in her ears and feel it against her rib cage.

That giggle sent a shot of warmth through Greyson’s chest and around his ribs, wrapping him in it. It was already comfortable and familiar in a way that set off alarms he’d been doing his best to quiet down. He simply rolled his eyes at her and conceded because she was unfortunately right. Greyson wrapped an arm around Blake’s waist as she moved, his motions already syncing with hers from the time they’d been spending together. He closed his eyes and hummed, leaning into her touch and huffed a laugh through his nose before saying, “The stuck up, halfwitted, scruffy looking nerf herder,” through a smile. It was easily the nerdiest, cheesiest thing he’d ever said out loud to another person before and if it was anyone else he would’ve never considered it at all. It seemed Blake was having that effect on him. He cracked his eyes open and met hers before nudging Blake with his knee. “Alright, c’mon, get moving. We got a homeless dog to pick up.”

Recognizing the quote Blake rolled her eyes and snorted, hitting Greyson’s shoulder with her hand. “You fuckin’ nerd.” She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t charmed or that Han and Leia’s bickering didn’t remind her of themselves. Blake groaned, to make a show of it of course. “Ugh, fine.” It didn’t take them long to get ready, Blake was practically bouncing on her toes with excitement. She was pretty thrilled at the thought of going back to her place with a dog of her own. She tossed her keys to Greyson with a wink. “Take me away pretty boy.”

Greyson snorted as he caught the keys and it dawned on him that Blake was yet to experience his driving first hand. “You’re in for a ride.” was all he said before they left for the shelter. He took as many backroads as he could manage to avoid the majority of LA traffic and despite the fact that he had just enough awareness of stop signs and red lights for a couple near misses, they made it just fine. He parked in the back and took her through the employee entrance into a long empty hall with doors at the end to avoid any madness of the lobby. “It’s gonna get loud once we head in there so gimme an idea of what you’re lookin’ for. I know everyone pretty well. Old, young, chill, maniac?”

Blake might have made a mistake giving Greyson the keys. While they took backroads which she appreciated there was so many near misses Blake thought she was going to have a fit. Despite all that they arrived in one peace, following Greyson, Blake thought over his question.  “Huh,” She started, tilting her head to the side. “Doesn’t need to be super young, still a little bit of entertainment, protective..” Her voice trailed off. “I’m also not too picky, I think I’ll know when I meet the one.”

Grey nodded, a small smile pulling at the corner of his lips. Dogs were his number one weak spot and slowly but surely moving up in those ranks was Blake. Those two pieces of his life colliding? Well. Needless to say, this was going to be a time. He wordlessly linked his fingers with hers and guided her to the end of the hall, through a door and into the main kennel area. Immediately a couple dogs sounded off, their excited barking getting others excited. It instantly set a smile on his face and out of habit he reached his free hand out to rub a dogs nose through the bars in the kennel closest to them. “After you,” he gestured down the lane.

As he waned, the level in noise immediately spiked, Blake flinched naturally but was going to force herself to think past it. Walking down the lane Blake was already seeing various dogs wagging their tails and coming towards the gate. Blake made sure to read about each and every one of them, she wanted to know their name and other facts that the shelter provided. She even went as far as to kneel near every dog let them smell her before she looked to Greyson for approval to pet them. Blake always wanted a dog, but was never allowed as a child, and she told herself she was going to get one when she could afford it -- And now she could. While all the dogs were cute and excited and Blake felt them tug at each of her heart strings she didn't feel any sort of connection to them. She was almost discouraged until she came up to one of the last dogs. He was a pitbull mix, with a large blocky head. He had three legs and he wagged his tail the minute Blake walked up to him. His given name was Arnold, which was terrible -- Not that it mattered she'd rename him. He was white and was drooling all over himself, Blake couldn't help but giggle. She kneeled by the gate and waited for him to show her he wanted Blake to pet him. She reached as far as she could, fawning over him. She looked up at Greyson with a wide smile. "I want him." She said as loud as she could over the barking of the other dogs.

Greyson watched with what were probably tiny hearts for pupils as Blake spent time with each dog she passed. Usually people were looking for some of criteria: calm, young, quiet, what have you. But Blake seemed content to know the dogs themselves and not just what info they could provide at a glance. He felt a warmth coat his insides. When she finally voiced her pick, Grey raised an eyebrow. She would always find ways to surprise him that’s for sure. Nonetheless he nodded once, pulled a leash from his pocket, and skillfully opened the kennel and looped it around Arnold’s head who immediately started doing circles around their feet. “C’mon. It’s a lot quieter outside,” he managed to get out over the noise and led Blake by the hand to the opposite side of the room, out a door and into a fenced in area of grass. Once the door shut behind them, he unleashed Arnold and kneeled down, patting him as he passed by and ran around. “He came in pretty banged up. Stray, got hit by a car and had been dragging around a busted up leg for a week. Everyone in the neighborhood was too scared of him til this old guy called animal control. They were gonna put him down but we pulled him in time.” Grey smiled as the dog bounced over and was stuck in Arnold’s almond shaped eyes as he rubbed his ears. “It’s been about four weeks since and he’s perfect.” He turned to Blake, that warm gentle smile still on his face. “You for sure want him?”

Blake tried her best not to be overly exited, but Arnold’s own excitement was adding to her own. Greyson lead them outside, unleashing the pup and let him run around. Blake instantly kneeled and held out her hand when he came running back around. Sitting fully in the grass she listened as Greyson told her the story Blake felt her chest tighten. “That’s so sad.” There was still drool all over him, while Blake was looking at Greyson, Arnold came barreling toward her almost knocked her over. She giggled before rubbing his ears, holding his large head between her hands. “He’s friendly,” he stayed before a moment before leaving to go run in circles again. It wasn’t long before he was just sitting in the grass basking in the sun. “Can I take him home today?” She asked looking at Greyson with a hopeful look on her face.

Greyson shrugged one shoulder and nodded. “It is but he’s here and happy and healthy despite all the bullshit.” It’s part of why he was so drawn to bully breeds in the first place. Their bad rap and resilience. He could relate. Greyson felt an odd sensation run through his stomach. Like when you go over a hill too fast and catch a little air or right before a rollercoaster takes off. Oh. Right. Butterflies. That was new. “Yeah,” he said, his voice soft. He cleared his throat and tried again. “Yeah. Of course. Hang on.” Greyson ran inside for few moments and came back with a clipboard and pen. “Perks of your not-boyfriend boyfriend owning the place, you can do your paperwork outside,” he said with a grin as he sat down next to her and passed the clipboard. “Soon as all that’s done he’s yours. All his shots are up to date and shit. Lemme know if you got any questions.”

Blake was pretty sure her cheeks were hurting from how much she was smiling, but her smile only grew when Greyson came back with a clipboard and a pen. She took both in her hand as she started filling out all the paper work; checking her phone to make sure she got it call correct. "My not-boyfriend boyfriend is pretty fuckin' rad for this." She handed them back to him and she turned to Arnold. "You hear that? You're comin' home with me bud!" She was practically on all fours, staring into the face of this beefy looking dog with the widest smile on her face. To some people Blake probably looked crazy, but she didn't care.  "He needs a new name for sure. Arnold does not suit him at all." She stated scratching under his chin. "Any ideas?"

Greyson took the clipboard back, went over everything for posterity, and nodded to himself. "I'm rad in general but go off," he said with an eye roll before disappearing again, coming back with a small folder of info about his shots and microchip. He snapped a couple photos before crouching next to the both of them. Greyson snorted and raised one eyebrow in slight disbelief. "Both of my animals are named after places. That really the kind of advice you want?"

She snorted, thinking about Jersey and LA, they weren't terrible names, they were actually kind of cute. Blake hummed before letting herself fall into deep thought. "Chicago!" Blake said excitedly. She looked at Chicago and cupped his face, bringing hers close to his. "That's your new name. Don't you love it?" She asked before wrapping her arms around his neck and looking at Greyson. Part of her felt like a tiny kid in a candy shop, excited and happy. She couldn't remember the last time she had pure joy like this. "God, I have to get so much shit for him now."

"Huh," Greyson hummed, head tilted to the side as he surveyed the dog. "That actually fits pretty well. Nice." He decided then and there he could sit there all day and watch Blake fawn over this slobbery mess of a dog with three legs and be pretty content with his life. It brought back up that sore bruise of a spot called feelings which they'd yet to poke at again. Not that he was about to do anything to change that. "That you do," he said as he stood. "Let's get him outta here and start on that, huh?" he asked, extending one hand down for Blake and offering her the leash with the other.

Blake took Greyson's hand, standing up and taking Chicago's leash in her other hand. They walked back to her car, guiding Chicago into the backseat, Blake went in after him, making sure he was okay and adjusting to the car ride okay. As they got to the nearest pet store, Blake was grinning ear to ear as she walked Chicago up in down the isles getting essentials. A dog bed, bowls for food and water, food, treats, a spare leash and collar, and toys. Blake turning to ask Greyson every so often his opinion on what would be the best for Chicago. The next stop was Blake's apartment, to find a spot for Chicago's bed and to get me settled in. As She made her way towards the front door, Blake unlocked her door and went inside, everything seemed to be just as she left it the night before. Nothing was out of place, but a note on her counter that she couldn't have written herself. Picking up the piece of paper, Blake felt a chill down her spine as she read the words, written by Teller. She could feel her heart beating against her chest as she turned and handed the note to Greyson.

Greyson couldn't have imagined an easier day if he tried. They were finally getting somewhere, falling into step with each other, going about everyday life things without jumping down each others throats or doing 180s. It was nice. He added his input where warranted, joked and laughed and smiled and knew this dog was getting one of the best homes and lives any dog could ask for which really only reinforced the idea that he was doing something good in the world for once. And then the other shoe apparently had to drop. Greyson was just about to leave to let Blake and Chicago get settled in together when he was handed a note. His eyebrows pushed together deeply as he scanned it once, twice, his grip tightening on the paper, crinkling it where his fingers were curling in. His breathing was surprisingly steady a he glanced around the apartment, on the off chance Teller would've had the sack to stick around. "Get back in the car," he got out, his voice barely hiding the anger he could feel bubbling up. "You can't stay here. Let me know what you need, I'll grab it for you, yeah?"

She could barely make out words, worried that Teller was still there. Worried about her safety, not to mention Chicago and Grey's. It took her a moment before she could nod at Greyson's words, Chicago making noises at her feet. "I just need clothes. I can't take all my clothes. I have so much shit here. I --" Her breathing was starting to shorten, her head getting lightheaded. "I don't understand how he's found me. I did so well." Her brows were pushed together, wondering how long he had been watching her for.

Greyson balled up the letter entirely, shoving it in his back pocket and making his way over to Blake. He placed one hand gently on her cheek, leveling his eyes with hers. "Hey, look at me. This isn't your fault. Right now I need you to go back, lock the car doors and wait for me," he said softly as he pressed the keys into her hand. Greyson pressed a kiss to her forehead and watched until she was safely in the confines of his vehicle before he searched her place. He checked behind every closet and door until he cleared the whole apartment. Satisfied, he packed as many clothes as he could into a bag. They could come back another time or, hell, he'd buy her an entire new closet if that was what she needed. Greyson was quickly back out to the car, knocking on the window to let Blake know he was back. He spent the whole ride back to his place taking a few extra turns here and there, to ensure no one was following them, his hand on Blake's the entire time. It didn't feel like he was truly breathing again until the three of them were in his living room where he immediately turned to her again, his mind racing a mile a minute. "Okay. Are you okay? I'm gonna fucking kill that guy, I swear to fuck. First thing tomorrow I'm changing the lock on your door."

All Blake could do was nod, as much as she wanted to make sure her home was safe, the best thing she could do was to do what she was told. The thought of coming face to face with Teller wasn't the best way to spend in her brain. She hadn't seen him in years, after she got out of rehab she made it almost impossible for him to contact her. But of course with The Flash on air, she knew it was harder for her to stay hidden. Once back in the car, Blake locked the doors instantly, she wans't sure how Chicago was able to tell she was distressed, but ever now and again he'd lick her hand to let her know he was still there. It was kind and helped Blake more than she thought it would. Soon Greyson was back with a bag of clothes, she unlocked the door. While they drove back to his house, Blake spent the whole ride with her hand in his. It was the closest thing she could get to feeling completely safe. When they were inside, sitting on the couch, Blake felt drained, confused, and scared. Her mind was racing more than it had in years. She turned to Greyson and shook her head. "I don't know how this happened. I cut off all contact with him after I got clean. I don't know how he found me. He could come back, he could hurt me, my family, you. I don't know what to do." The fear in her voice was causing her to tremble in fear, the thought that anyone she loved would be hurt because of Teller because of her.

Greyson could practically feel how distraught Blake was in his own chest. Empathy, he figured. That was new too. All he could do was slip behind her on the couch and wrap his arms around her completely, enveloping her in himself as physically as he could to convey that she was safe now. Here. With him. "This isn't on you. He's a fucking psycho." Grey rubbed her upper arms slowly, trying his best to soothe her. He could hear how scared she was and it banged around in his heart. "We'll figure it out. We'll do whatever we need to. A restraining order or what the fuck ever. No one's gonna get hurt, B. You're not alone this time." He rested his chin on her shoulder after leaving a few soft kisses there, trying anything to provide little comforts in an impossible situation.

It was hard for her to not start crying, it was all too much. On top of a really great day Teller just had to find a way to make her life incredibly shitty. "How do you know that? How do you know he doesn't know where my mother is, or my best friend, or us. I should've pushed harder for a restraining order. I should done more and now I can't even stay in my own home." Blake's nose began to burn as tears fell down her cheeks, she buried her face into Greyson's chest, feeling the weight of everything on her shoulders. "I thought I escaped him."

Grey couldn't answer at first. Because she was right. He didn't know. Not for sure. He didn't know Teller's intentions beyond the obvious terror he intended to inflict on Blake. He didn't know the guy at all. But he'd be damned if he let that stop him. "That note was meant for you. He's trying to get to you. Call your family and friends anyway, let them know what's going on. Maybe that'll help. You have to stop blaming yourself for what that piece of shit is doing." Greyson immediately adjusted, making circles on her back with one hand while the other caught tears and rubbed her cheek. It just about broke his heart to see her like this, a pang of familiarity ringing through his chest. "I know. And you did. And you will again."

Blake looked at Greyson, part of her felt a pang is embarrassment and shame, it took everything in her not to pull away and shield herself. “Okay,” Blake said finally, she sighed and nodded her head. Closing the distance between them, she tucked her head under his chin, her body still shaking slightly. After a couple moments Blake pulled away, she wiped her eyes and shuffled a bit. “I need to call my mom.” She didn’t give Greyson much time to respond, she was up in a second and out back by his pool. There she spent the next half hour calling her mother and best friend, warning them to be extra safe not sure what Teller knew. Coming back, Greyson was in the kitchen, doing whatever it is he does. Blake walked to the kitchen and leaned against the bar. “I think I need to punch something.” She sighed, while talking to her mother she realized how angry she was. It was no longer fear but annoyance now. “I’ll be back.” Blake added before excusing herself to the gym in Greyson’s basement.

Greyson took it all in stride. He was never sure if his words were right but so far he seemed to be doing okay. Placing another kiss on her head, he laid out soft patterns across her skin with his fingers until she felt alright enough to part ways. He simply nodded and loosened his arms. As soon as she was out of the room, Grey made his way into the kitchen and checked over his shoulder before retrieving the note from his back pocket, giving it another once over. There was no way Greyson was going to sit idly by and wait for Teller to make another move. If he had any idea of the type of thoughts going through this guy's head -- and he was fairly sure he had a good idea -- Teller probably thought he was holding all the cards. Grey was ready to prove him entirely wrong. In the midst of his research, he could hear Blake returning so he quickly pocketed the note again and switched the tab on his phone to Uber Eats. He huffed through his nose at Blake's words. "Been there." Grey considered giving her some space and he did for a few minutes before following quietly, leaning against the doorframe with a towel over his shoulder and a bottle of water in his hand.

Ever since Greyson and her had gotten closer, Blake had taken it upon herself to put on a pair of boxing gloves. Taking her anger out on the bag, the feeling of Teller finding her, putting her life in danger, her loved ones. It was almost all too much for her, But Blake is the one who put herself in rehab, even if Indie was the reason she went; Blake did the work, Blake got clean, Blake started a new life for herself. And now Teller was trying to rip it all from her. The thought of being the victim here was not something she enjoyed. Soon enough, Blake stopped sighing before she turned around and say Greyson. “Hi,” Blake out of breath, wiping the sweat off her forehead. “How long have you been standing there.?”

Greyson watched with intrigue. Blake had taken to boxing about as well as he had and it was nice to have another thing in common. Especially with the root of it being so similar. Not that she knew that. But it was nice for him. She'd been consistently improving and that much was obvious, coupled with her obvious frustration at the lack of control Teller had afforded her with all this bullshit. When she finally noticed him, he hummed and shrugged one shoulder. "Long enough." Greyson crossed the space between them and handed her the water. "Do you feel any better?"

Taking the water bottle from Greyson, she smiled softly before taking a long sip of water, she shrugged before taking another. “I feel like shit.” Blake sighed rolling her neck to side to side before her eyes fell on Greyson. “I feel helpless, like he crawled his way back into my life after all the shit he put me through.” Blake’s grip on her plastic bottle crumbling under her fingers. “I’m pissed. I’m scared out of my god damn mind. And I shouldn’t be. I should be living my life. I should enjoy my day with my new dog, with you. And I’m here wondering how he got my address,” Blake could feel her chest tighten and her blood boil. “After all the shit he put me through. After raping me, after hitting me, after giving me coke he wants to ruin my life again? What did I do deserve that?” Blake didn’t even notice the tears in her eyes, throwing the water bottle on the ground. She let herself fall to the mat, sitting down and cradling her head. “I feel crazy. He makes me feel crazy.”

Greyson was already struggling for kind or comforting words. If that was even what Blake needed right now, he couldn't be sure. Maybe she just needed someone to vent to but he felt stupid just standing there listening. It didn't matter anyway because Blake dropped two brand new, giant pieces of information that left him reeling. He was pretty sure the ringing in his ears was just in his head but it was so loud he couldn't tell. His grip on the towel tightened until his knuckles were white, his jaw was set, and if it wasn't for the fact that Blake was practically in the fetal position on the floor, he'd already be out tracking down Teller's whereabouts. As it were, he had a very distraught, crying girl to tend to. Greyson forced his hands and face to relax though there didn't seem to be much he could do about the slight ringing. Kneeling down besides her and sitting back on his calves, he placed one hand on Blake's back. "What do you need right now, B? Say the word, whatever it is, whatever I can do. Big, small, stupid, genius, I don't give a fuck. You're not that trapped, helpless girl anymore. Don't let him make you feel like you are."

Having him here, did help. It was the first time the only person besides her best friend was able to ease the anxiety, the fear. His touch comforted her in a way she didn’t know it could. Blake nodded and sat up, it was true. She wasn’t helpless anymore, she wasn’t an addict anymore. She fought and fought for the life she had now and she was dammed id Teller was going to try to come back into her life and take it from her. She wouldn’t let him. Blake wiped her nose with the back of her hand, looking at Greyson. She knew the next words that came out of her mouth would surprise him, but he did ask. “I want to go to Disney World.”

Greyson blinked dumbly and huffed a half laugh. “For real?” Whatever amount of things he thought Blake could possibly ask for — a drink, a ride to her best friends house, a boxing session — not once did Disney World cross his mind. Ask and you shall receive, he supposed. He shrugged, arms fully up, and trilled his lips. “Shit, yeah, alright let me get a flight and, uh, pack shit I guess.” Grey already had his phone opened, tracking down flights and starting on accommodations.

“Yeah,” Blake replied, her voice a little shaky from crying and frustrating. “I went a lot as a kid with my best friend and our families. It’s one place I associate with total happiness.” Blake shrugged; not many people knew that Blake was a notorious Disney fan. Already on the phone, Blake calling Indie her best friend. Before she could pick up she looked at Greyson and smiled. “I’m inviting Indie,” She said before listening to Indie mention the girl she had been semi seeing. “And Joey? That’s her name yeah?” Blake asked Indie before looking at Greyson. “And Joey too.”

Greyson didn’t necessarily need an explanation. Right now he was sure he’d give Blake anything she could conceivably ask for but he nodded along nonetheless and smiled. “I can dig that.” Playfully rolling his eyes, Greyson was already changing the flight number to the 3 when the next name out of her mouth had him snapping his head up fast enough to give him whiplash. “S...St. James? Your best friend Indiana is inviting my best friend Joey? Are they... What is my fucking life?” The last part came out in a rushed whisper. He’d been so preoccupied he hadn’t had time to get up to speed with Joey’s life and clearly he missed a lot. “Okay. I got this from here. Four hours enough time?”

After getting confirmation that St. James was Joey’s last name, Blake laughed. “They met at her job or something. We haven’t had a chance to really talk about it?” She shrugged before nodding. “Knowing Indie she’s already packed.” With the promise of Disney World in the very near future she could smile with and ease and put Teller to the back of her mind.

[aryashi]

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1. Birthday: May 27th

2. Zodiac: Gemini, and im still salty about how all anyone as to say about it twin references

3. Height: 5′

4. Last Song I Listened To: if you count putting animation memes on repeat because i really like the song its set to, Soldier Poet King by the Oh Hellos. If not, Cabinet Man by Lemon Demon. Seen it around finally got curious, like the story better than the song itself. 

5. Hobbies: uuuuuhhh... writing fanfic, technically? playing tabletop games, even more technically. honestly my hobby is watching youtube videos

6. Favorite Color: Purple is my automatic answer, but i’ve got a lot of love in me for blue 

7. Last Movie I Watched: Comedie Musicale Utena: La Fillette Révolutionnaire. Or, less pretentiously, a pretty bad but still fun filmed stage musical version of Utena that was put on like the day the finale aired and played by and all female troop. Their Touga is unfairly hot, Chuchu is played by a guy in a monkey suit and its disturbing as hell, Anthy is blindingly out of character because apparently none of the show staff told the stage production crew Her Deal, and Akio shows up in the middle of the first arc out of nowhere to give Utena advice at her lowest moment?? I mean it means Anthy and Utena are super duper gay so it feels weird complaining but like. WOW she’s Out Of Character. 

ALSO. THE SAXOPHONE PLAYER IN THE PIT WAS. GIVING IT 120%. MAXIMUM COMMITMENT. LISTEN TO ANY SONG FROM THAT MUSICAL AND THERE’S THAT SAXOPHONE PLAYING ITS BIG BRASS HEART OUT. who are you saxophone player. what is your story. where are you now.

8. Favorite Book: had to think about this for a second, but first answer that came to mind that I feel sure of is A Face Like Glass by Frances Hardinge. Its a whole fae logic world with court politics and drama in this huge underground kingdom and also no one makes natural facial expressions, they have to learn them. There’s fashions and catalogs of smiles and frowns, and that’s the tip of the weird but cool iceberg. Read it, it’s good.  

9. Dream Job: Editor, because that’s what i spend a lot of my free time doing anyway and I enjoy it. of course the whole idea of a dream job is capitalist propaganda.......... but also im doing it for free because I like it so......... i don’t know where im going with this...   

10. Meaning behind my URL: oh god this is embarrassing but. its a username i’ve used since i was in middle school. the origin is that the name ‘Arya’ (as in, the elf woman in those Eragon books) was taken, and my brilliant plan was “if i stick ‘shi’ on the end it still sounds like a name”. Lo and behold, that wasn’t taken, and hasn’t been taken anywhere else since. 

Tag 8 people: @kineticallyanywhere @anonymousalchemist @a-taller-tale @mvtk42 @cornetwrites @cinaed @giygas-the-overlord @genalovestoons if you wanna, of course, i ain’t gonna force ya

[amisbro]

Let’s Answer:  Some UtaPri Q’s

That you might have had for me but never asked for some reason This is going under a cut and some answers will be short but some will be essays so that is the reason for the cut Ready?  LET’S ROLL!

Q:  How many years have you been in the fandom? A:  That would be 4 officially as of January this year Q:  What made you discover UtaPri? A:  Oddly...a gif of this guy

Funny thing is that while...yes Ren was my “most despised” character of the series from Series 1 he became arguably my fave from STARISH later on (despite the blip in Season 4)

Q:  How many of the UtaPri Lives have you seen? A:  That would be 2 and they were unsubbed when I watched them. It was 3rd stage and 4th stage with 4th legit getting me to go at one point during an MC segment

(to be fair this was me being a dumbass for not watching subs but I’m weird about fansubs)

Q:  Any plans to watch any of the other Lives?

A:  Funny thing about that.  I found 1st stage on Youtube a while ago but never finished it.  I’m gonna try to find it again (if Broc didn’t strike them all down) so I can watch it cos I DO want to see where the “Live Series” started in its humble beginnings. So...yes I do have intentions on at least watching the first two and then 3rd and 4th again.  5th I’m “ehh” on and I think people know my stance on 6th BUT I will make sure to expand on it in a bit Q:  Are you going to watch Maji Love Kingdom when it comes out next year? A:  As long as the Gov keeps our internet free and open...yes I have intentions on watching it.  Now will I watch it as much as say...SSX?  THAT depends on what I thought of the movie if I am going to watch it 50 times or something crazy like that (Plus to be really real...last movie I remember watching as much as the SSX OVA was the Animalympics movie that I DEMAND everyone watches...you can find it on YT so you have zero excuses) Q:  If Broccoli announces a 7th stage and it has all three groups at it again would you watch it? A:  So this takes us to the point where I will talk about WHY I never watched 6th stage despite I know I could find it if I wanted to. So...okay have I been a royal d**k about watching 6th stage?  Yeah I have and while there is probably no REAL justifiable reason for me not watching it let’s try this So you have a stage that you are going to do and for the first time ever its going to have EIGHTEEN SEIYUUS performing together.  First off that is a massive undertaking and the second thing is you have to figure out how to block stuff out.  Even WWE at its grandest show had issues with time where things went long so they had to cut things or cut them short. Broccoli and King (I know the latter probably had jack shit to do with this but I just wanted associate them cos they do the group singles) had to know that this show was going to be a project because of the fact that they were going to have a lot of people on the stage and there were probably people that were wondering what songs were going to be performed...understandable. Here is my issue The stage was announced back around...what the first episode of Season 4 so they had time to figure out what songs were going to be put in and how much time they were going to get.  I get that they also had a noise ordinance they had to deal with (basically no loud noises past I think it was 9 PM JST) so that’s fine but you had a “new group” that was performing for the first time on the stage so my issue was I thought they should have gotten to do THEIR SINGLES especially if ,as we would come to find out, STARISH and QN were getting their own stages later on (and STARISH got to go back to the place of 6th stage...kind of annoyed by that) ANYWHO Here is the other issue I think I had with them not getting as much time (or close) as one of the other groups We KNOW there is going to be this movie with STARISH ,QN and HEAVENS and there are people (away from tumblr) that think currently that this movie is going to be very “STARISH-centric” and well its not WRONG to think like that but it can be a little expected.  The issue however boils down to this The question is IF Broccoli announces a 7th stage right?  Okay let’s say they do and all three units are there THEN I will go back and watch 6th (albeit begrudgingly) because I know by then that HEAVENS will possibly get time to perform and I can be happy with that.  As of now though we don’t know if its going to happen.  If it IS and its the FINAL then its almost fitting because both STARISH and HEAVENS have 7 members! Now let’s answer this one Q:  If UtaPri got a 5th season after Maji Love Kingdom but HEAVENS wasn’t in it would you watch it? A:  Yes just like I am going to watch this movie. Here’s the thing When I started watching UtaPri it was after Season 2 had ended.  At this time we had STARISH and we had just introduced QUARTET NIGHT into the fold and as we know at that time I was staunchly in the camp of QN...still am even if you don’t hear me talk about them nearly as much. I’m NOT going to be one of those fans that goes “Well HEAVENS isn’t in UtaPri anymore so it can fuck off.  Let me just get a steamroller and smash all my CDs from the series that I bought cos its over” If I felt THAT WAY...do ya think I would be playing Shining Live right now (okay not “RIGHT NOW” cos its near 1:30 in the morning but you get the idea). The fact is I STILL need to finish getting the plat on Repeat Love and then I have Amazing Aria/Sweet Serenade and then Dolce so that is going to keep me busy PLUS I still need to get the DVDs for Legend Star and Revolutions...yeah I’m not leaving this fandom any time soon regardless whether HEAVENS is in it or not.  TsukiPara or B-Pro would need to come out in English for that to even be a THOUGHT (and even then a friend of mine on twitter told me about Fate/Grand Order..I’m gonna be busy). Q:  YOU DIDN’T FINISH YOUR BIRTHDAY FIC YOU OLD MAN...WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! A:  You got me You ever come up with an idea for a fic and its far too fucking grand to sit down and write it...yeah that is what happens with my fics sometimes and this one was no exception cos it was supposed to have a lot of stuff in it but implementing it was going to take till damn near AUGUST and by that time a couple of K Movies would be out and THIS DUDE’S BIRTHDAY IS THEN TOO

Random thing I never told anyone:  I actually considered Yukari “Genderfluid” upon repeated viewings of the movie and then also seeing RoK...thought you might be interested in that

ANYWHO Yeah the birthday fic got scrapped cos I legit was probably going to be into AUGUST to finish it then I have to turn around and do Yukari’s birthday post...that wasn’t happening Now this DOESN’T mean I don’t have ANY ideas for fics cos I do but its been hell with doing theory posts for Shining Live ,starting to grind on JP and other stuff.  I do have plans to do more fics though and yes this beautiful person will be involved...especially when comes to everyone’s favorite coffee addict in Shiki but “spoilers” LAST ONE!! Q:  You write a lot of self-insert fics with primarily HEAVENS or them with QN and STARISH is seemingly left out intentionally...what gives? A:  ANOTHER FUNNY THING! The last fic I scrapped was supposed to go from May 1 to May 27th (my birthday) and in it there was supposed to be at least Masa when he performed “Lasting Oneness” with Kira. Had I wrote out the fic to its conclusion (which was going to feature an appearance from Len Tsukimori of La Corda fame) it was going to feature Len and Syo doing a song together and then also Nagi and Natsuki so there were plans for that. I won’t give away the next fic plot BUT STARISH might be involved and we are gonna have some good clean fun with them...I say that cos almost all my fics are rated G unless someone legit dares me to write angst at which point I need like a month to prepare for it ANYWHO THIS POST WENT ON WAY TOO GOD DAMN LONG!  I hope there was an answer to a question you might have wanted the answer to and if not PLEASE hit me in my inbox or on my twitter machine (same as my url here) and I will definitely try to answer the question you might have Au Revoir

[auriceli-things]

Tagged by: @more-witches (I don’t know why it took me until now to realize your username was a reference to Monty Python... ffff)

Nicknames: “Elizabeth” or “Rice”. Sometimes I’ll allow “Lizzybeth” from gal pals.

Gender: Female

Sign: Scorpio

Height: 5′6″

Time: 9:37 pm

Birthday: November 16th, 1990

Fav Bands: Daft Punk, Pendulum, FM attack, Vocaloid, Puffy Ami Yumi, Switchfoot, Caravan Palace, Queen, and Newsboys.

Fav Solo Artists: Imogen Heap, Deadmau5, Calvin Harris, Snail’s House, Porter Robinson, Madeon, Parov Stelar, Home, Lemon Demon, Kyary Pamyu Pamyu, Weird Al Yankovic, Marina and the Diamonds, Enya, and Jonsi.

Song stuck in my head: Fashion Monster by Kyary Pamyu Pamyu

Last Movie I Saw: Guardians of the Galaxy: Vol 2

Last Show I Watched: Kill la Kill! Giving it a second try because I couldn’t handle it when it came out initially. It still makes me go eeeh but it makes up for it with a great story, a massively creative world, great characters, and not taking itself too seriously.

When did I create my blog: June 27th, 2011

What do I Post: I usually post things related to animation or cats. Anything from anime, cartoons, videogames, storytelling, music, humor, science, self-help/wisdom, and animals. With the occasional shitpost.

Last Thing I Googled: “how to wood finish” because I’m working on building a kotatsu. Nearly done! :)

Do I Have any other Blogs:  Yeah, an Art Blog: (x) A PG PVC figure catalog blog (I don’t care for sexualized figures so I made a catalog of my favorite PG ones): (x) A Neon/Cyberpunk/Futurepunk blog made for Synthia inspiration: (x) A diary blog for when I’m sad, which I won’t link here. I can organize my thoughts better there than in a physical journal.

Do I Get Asks: Like... once a month, maybe once every two months? But ask at your own risk! I’m a wordy woman.

Why Did I Choose My URL: My first username! Generated from public high school so we could log into the computers. First five letters of my last name, first three of my first name. I liked the way it looked, and the fact that it didn’t have a meaning because my interests change all the time.

Following: 585

Followers: 505

Average Hours of Sleep: 6-8 or so, but without an alarm I could sleep for 12 hours easily. @in-a-hat​ knows this well.

Lucky Number: 25 I guess? I like it but I wouldn’t bet on it. May have been because of my state quarter collection as a kid.

Instruments: I learned clarinet in middle school because I’d heard it was the easiest instrument, took several choir classes and singing lessons (which I gave up on because I couldn’t read music tonally), taught myself a smidge of piano, and tried guitar lessons but my fingers hurt too much. :’) Whiny whiny excuses. But in college I taught myself how to make electronic music for a little while. I’d still like to keep learning that in particular. I’m not very creative musically but I enjoy making things for myself.

What am I Wearing: Black long-sleeved shirt and skinny-jeans.

Dream Job: I’m not sure anymore? I mainly want to be able to afford my hobbies now. I like the idea of being a storyboard artist, but the thought of living a gypsy lifestyle gig-to-gig kind of frightens me. I’m just grateful to have a fulltime job in California with benefits and the ability to pay my bills finally. < : ) Went too long without it and that was scary! Helps that I like who I work with too.

Dream Trip: Predictable. Japan! Anywhere in Japan. I love the cuisine, the look of the countryside, old buildings, and the creative and beautiful modern architecture n’ products. Buy some things I can’t find anywhere else in the world. I also really like the philosophy and design sense behind wabi-sabi/kintsugi. Aside from Japan, I’d like to visit some parts of Scotland, Ireland, France, and Italy. I’d also like to visit a Pacific Island at some point, just hike and swim and camp for a few days.

Fav Food: Lately? I’ve been a sucker for the Hawaiian BBQ Short Rib at Moana’s in Burbank. SO. GOOD.

Nationality: Just an average Caucasian mutt. Mostly European with some speckles of Mexican and Native American. 

Last Book I Read: I honestly can’t remember, so it’s probably time to get back into reading again. xD; Hard to find unique plots these days. 

Top 3 fictional universes I want to join: Join? As in visit? Harry Potter, Teen Titans, Pokemon, Assassin’s Creed, Beetlejuice (cartoon series), Splatoon, Avatar the Last Airbender, The Book of Life, the land in Miyazaki’s head, Welcome to Nightvale, Hook (yes, the Robin Williams movie), The Spiderwick Chronicles, Portal (1 & 2), Kim Possible, and Motorcity. Why isn’t Gravity Falls on the list? Because I already grew up in the Pacific Northwest and can visit whenever I want. :) 

I’ll tag @in-a-hat, @rubymight​, @lightlybow, @bluedubia​, @frankrmb, @irish-hugz​, @rose-colored-lesbian, @trinirichelle​, @najjaporter​, @sillyrookie​, ah shoot, that’s too many people already.... uhhh... And anyone else who wants to try~

[kentstartt]

jack and deans 2017

heres a masterpost of everything (i think) jack and dean did in 2017, everything is linked if you so wish to see them also the dates might be a day off bc im in Australia and i cba getting the timezone correct. follow me on twitter @jackhowad for me and @jackandean for updates x (this took me like 3 days to put together id really appreciate if u read it xo

January 

6th- deans 25th birthday 

8th- they uploaded ‘the good the bad and the just plain sh!t parts of 2016′

13th- dean and his brother daniel went to a Nintendo switch event in london (x,x,x)

16th- deans ass is now available on vinyl & dean followed me on jack and dean updates

27th jack saw moonlight and mark hamill liked his tweet 

28th jack and hazel saw the lego batman movie

30th hazel uploaded “a lovely night” cover with jack

February 

9th the trailer for drunk history, which jack and dean were in, was posted (x)

10th they posted a photo revealing raleigh richie was going to be in jadoat & dean was on bbc radio 1 talking about games

11th jacks 25th birthday

12th dean did a twitch stream (the only clip i have from that is him saying he wants to fuck tom hardy so, enjoy) & jack and hazel went to the baftas (x,x,x)

13th superglued was the first jack and dean video to hit 2 million views & dean first drew the heart guy

15th bertie took some nice photos of dean (x,x,x,x)

19th dodie posted a cover of ‘someone in the crowd’ with jack and co

20th dean wants to eat ass?

21st they had a screening of jadoat season 2 for cast, crew and friends (x,x,x)

22nd dean posted the first designs for what would become his merch

23rd cayleigh posted the 120 chicken nuggets challenge with dean

27th dean posted the first “We Need To Talk About Games” podcast with bertie

March

1st the poster for jadoat season 2 was posted

3rd dean got his nintendo switch and died a bit inside

6th dean posted the second episode of the “We Need To Talk About Games” podcast with his brother daniel

9th the jadoat tralier was posted on youtube

10th jack went to stay in a cabin in the woods with hazel for the weekend

14th jack posted a vlog “naked man at the gym”

16th jadoat season 2 went online along with season 1 being posted in full on fulscreens facebook page

18th jack and dean (and co) went to dodies gig in london

21st jack posted a vlog “dont talk about it”

23rd episode 3 of jadoat went on fullscreen

26th dean finished playing zelda breath of the wild

27th jack and dean posted a #spon sketch “living room shootout” ft bertie and hazel

29th jack and dean were on hannah wittons fubar radio show (x,x)

30th the 4th episode of jadoat went on fullscreen & they were on the greg james show on radio 1

31st dean posted a vlog “Dean Updates You”

April

1st jack posted a vlog “my bad acne”

6th jack posted a vlog “hasnt seen the matrix" & dean posted the first dean draws ‘Dean Draws A Slime Ghoul’

7th jack and dean went to vidconEU in Amsterdam (x,x,x)

12th jack and dean did an interview with maximum pop

13th jack posted a vlog “movie directing secrets with gareth edwards”

14th dean did the photoshoot for his new merch store

15th dean posted “Dean Draws Space Elephant POTUS”

21st jack and dean posted jadoat S1E3 to youtube as “babysitters”

22nd dean posted ‘Dean Draws A Top Hat Mermaid’ & jack posted a vlog “things go wrong”

25th dean started his patreon back up again (go donate) & jack met james gunn (the director of gotg2)

26th their episode of drunk history aired & jack posted a vlog “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 - Thoughts/Review”

28th dean posted “Dean Draws A Candle Samurai Shark”

May

3rd jack hosted a roundtable thing with Ridley Scott and Michael Fassbender & he met billy crudup & katherine waterson

5th dean flew to playlist live in florida

6th jack posted a vlog “whos the best chris” with hazel

7th daniel j layton posted “baking with layton also jack howard” & dean did a m&g at playlist live

8th jack and dean were on cbbc to play “say what”

9th jack was on an episode of reasonable beef to talk about guardians of the galaxy

10th jack posted a vlog “theres NOT hope for us all”

17th dean posted “Dean Draws Jack Howard Cthulhu” & jack was on another ep of reasonable beef to talk about spiderman 3

20th deandobbsstore launched 

21st jack posted a vlog “if wonder woman fails”

24th dean posted “Dean Talks #1 - Merch, Patreon, Jack & Dean and the next Dean Draws”

27th dean posted “dean draws a broccoli dinosaur”

28th jack and dean posted a sketch “bed head”

29th jack posted the bts/bloopers of bed head to twitter

June

3rd jack posted a vlog “bad brain days”

16th dean drew this adorable pic of him and jack

17th jack and hazel saw hans zimmer in concert

18th hazel posted “talking pictures” with jack

21st jack and dean flew to LA for vidconUS

23rd jack and dean attended viconUS in Anaheim

25th jack and dean hosted part of the vidcon livestream (x)

27th dean got his jacket embroidered with DAD (his initials) 

28th jack and dean officially became real youtubers when they were on “youtubers react to the nicki minaj challenge”

30th jack and dean posted a sketch “nazi bar” (which got trending and pissed off all the alt right piss babies)

July

1st dom fera posted a sketch “banana shirt” with jack

4th nazi bar was featured in philip defracos “today in awesome”

7th jack saw spider-man homecoming

13th jack and dean (& co) attended the dunkirk premiere (x) and jack met tom hardy

14th jack and dean were on another episode of youtubers react “Try To Watch This Without Laughing or Grinning” & nazi bar hit one million views so jack posted the deleted scenes to twitter 

15th jack posted a vlog “wonder woman review” & was on another reasonable beef to talk about spider-man homecoming 

16th jack posted a vlog “spider-man homecoming review”

17th jack posted a vlog “i love Christopher Nolan”

August

2nd jack and dean were in “youtubers react to 90s internet comercials”

4th dean attended sitc on his own for the first time ever

7th the fratocrats posted “Jack Howard, Muggles Vs Wizards and Roy!“

10th dean drew theresa may babbadook for a dean draws but the file for corrupted

11th wetheunicorns posted “dean dabbs”

14th jack announced that there wont be a jadoat season 3 :( (x)

17th dodie posted “in the middle (acoustic)” with jack 

27th jack and dean posted a sketch “handful”

29th jack posted the outtakes to handful on twitter

31st jack and hazel went to ireland

September 

7th jack attended the premiere of “Mother” (x)

8th deans week long gaming IG project started (x,x,x) & jack met Jennifer Lawrence and Darren Aronofsky in paris with hazel

15th dean posted  "Dean Draws A Mystery Movie Poster - Cineworld Spon”

23rd jack posted a vlog ‘a chat with matthew vaughn’ 

24th jack posted a vlog “Kingsman: The Golden Circle - RANT & Review”

26th jack and hazel celebrated their 2 year anniversary 

27th jack was on reasonable beef to talk about kingsman: the golden circle

28th jack was in a video on school of life “Why we should show our hurt rather than argue” & jack and dean flew to toronto for buffer festival

29th jack was on the jackmaate podcast

October 

1st jack and dean posted a sketch “self conscious computer ft anna akana” after screening it at buffer fest

3rd jack posted a vlog “why do we binge” & timH posted a sketch “we’ve all been there” with jack and dom fera

11th josh edwards posted “game show” with jack and dean

16th dean did a photoshoot for season 2 of his merch

19th dean attended an event for mario oddyssey (x)

27th deandobbsstore launced season 2 with chill one hoodies and eat people beanies & dodie posted the official video for ‘you’ with jack and sav

28th dean attended MCM comic con in london 

31st josh edwards posted “houndz of the BASTARDvilles“ with jack, hazel, dan and dodie

November

3rd jack went on the orient express

5th dean posted “dean draws chill one (a really bad how to)”

14th jack did some baking as promo for daddys home (i think)

16th jack posted a vlog “the problem with marvel”

17th hazel posted “would you rather” with jack

28th they shot a new video

30th dean was on radio 1 talking about games

December

3rd jack and dean posted a sketch “cup phones”

idk if anyone will actually read this far, thanks if u do. also congrats to the lads who have had a p sick year, i’ve had a great time updating it. also s/o to felicity who proofread this for me, i appreciate it, even if i didn't use any of her changes. follow her on twitter, shes whipped for taron like me but its more sexy from her 

[temporaryfixtuesday]

Exchange, ch.1

C H A P T E R 1

Friday, May 1st 2024

8 days before the wedding

“You have a meeting at 10:30, then another one at 2,  then you’re done for the day.” CJ says over the bluetooth in Pixie’s car. “Perfect CJ I’ll see you in half an hour.” Pixie pulls up to the curb around the corner from her destination. “Are we still on for tonight? I already invited everyone.”

“Wouldn’t miss it babe” Pixie replies with a smile even though her assistant can’t see her.

“Wonderful, bye Pix.” She disconnects the call and blows out a sigh dropping her head back and letting her eyes fall close. Summer is starting and it’s the busiest time of the year for everything. Work picks up exponentially and so does the stress. After a minute Pixie gathers her purse and phone before heading into her favorite coffee shop on the way to work.

She hates coffee but can never say no to a cup of tea or muffin before work. It’s already about 78 degrees this morning in LA and the sweat has come out to play. Pixie heaves open the door to the shop and air conditioning seeps through her clothes. While waiting for her drink she’s checking her social medias. She’s young, just shy of her 27th birthday yet all she ever sees is her old friends and acquaintances getting engaged and announcing pregnancies. Pixie’s not old. Her clock certainly hasn’t started ticking yet or at least she doesn’t think it has?

She’s never been in love. Okay maybe that one time, but that was nearly five years ago and it was a college relationship. This are usually doomed from he start anyway and it had ended in literal shambles. Even if she ever saw him again it would most likely be a disaster. Before she can think too hard about it she pushes it back down to the far reaches of her mind. Her time is not up. There’s plenty of time to fall in love and have children, why waste the only years she has left to binge drink with minimal consequences.

“Pixie!” the barista yells from the counter. She snaps out of her head and beelines for her tea because she needs a distraction and to get to work before CJ starts blowing up her phone. As she's turning away from the counter she runs chest first into a person. A tall, broad person. She tries to poke her bottom half out to miss her tea thats spilling all over her hand and now onto her shoes. At least they’re black she thinks.

“I’m sorry ‘bout that.” a voice says from above her. Her ears are muffled by annoyance and stress so she gives a standard response, “It’s fine really.” She’s short with this clumsy and apparently blind stranger but she has places to be. She switches her drink to her dry hand and shakes the other one off before turning around to grab napkins. Before she can fully turn around, uncoordinated Helen Keller grabs the crook of her elbow.

“Pixie Taylor” her blood runs cold. She’s never taken the saying speak of the devil very seriously until now. She doesn’t know how she didn’t catch it before. She’d know that voice anywhere. Before even turning around to look at him she looks to the sky for guidance.

“Harry” she breathes. Pixie turns around and it’s like the devil materialized himself. Five years. That’s how long it’s been since she’s last seen him and she thinks about him once in her favorite tiny coffee shop in North Hollywood and all of a sudden he’s there? How? It makes no sense. Her body is shutting down.

“I thought that was you” he lets go of her and smiles a dazzling smile at her and she could swear her heart stopped for a second, “Although I’ve never met anyone else named Pixie so the barista kind of blew your cover there” he laughs and tucks his hands into his pockets.

“Harry” Pixie says again. She sounds like a broken record but she doesn't know how to act. Her body feels like its seeping with sweat and the tea she’s spilt in her shoe and on her hand is starting to dry. They just look at each other for what must be the longest 5 seconds of both of their lives.

“Let me help you” Harry shakes the fog out of his brain and moves past Pixie to get napkins. It’s when he starts to dry off her wrist that her soul snaps back into her body. She yanks her hand away like Harry’s touch had burnt her in the 3rd degree.

His eyes widen and his movements freeze. Hurts zips through his entire being for a split second before he gulps and stifles it. She swears she can see the hurt flash across his face but in the next breath she decides she doesn’t care.

“Thank you but I’m fine” she gives him a tight smile before taking the napkin from his hand and furiously wiping herself down, “I should get going I’m late” she rushes out before turning on her heel and dashing for the door. When she gets outside she inhales sharply and starts for her car down the block. The brash sound of her heels clacking against the pavement helps to regulate her heart beat again before she hyperventilates.

What are the actual odds of him being here. Harry Styles. He’s supposed to be across the country, or at least that’s where Pixie thought she left him. Maybe he’s just on a vacation. By himself. Alone. On vacation. That makes no fucking sense.

When Pixie reaches her car she’s fumbling with her keys and purse for a minute before she hears heavy running steps approaching her. She lets her arms fall limp by her sides and relaxes her head all the way to the sky.

Please someone, literally anyone give me strength right now.

Harry rounds her and huffs out a breath. Pixie looks down her nose at him without moving from her exasperated position. She gives him a pointed look with a raise of her eyebrow as if to say can I help you?

“P, wait can we ju-“

“Don’t call me that”

Sweat instantly breaks out on his palms that are shoved deep in his trousers and he balls them up to give himself some relief. Harry’s head hangs and he sucks his teeth before looking back up at her face, “Sorry, I’m sorry I was just wondering if we could maybe talk?”

She sighs and looks straight into his eyes for the first time since they collided 10 minutes ago. She’s reminded of five years ago and how they were unstoppable and young and happy, but now standing on this sidewalk in LA he looks hurt and so sad and so pretty and she’s fucked.

“Fine” she has to refrain from rolling her eyes. “I’m going out with some friends tonight” she sighs before continuing, “It’s casual so if you want to show up you can”

“Yeah I would love to” Harry says quickly. He feels like if possible his stomach is going to fall out his ass but in a good way. “Thank you Pixie” his voice and face are so earnest that she feels like she may melt.

But she doesn’t.

“I’ll text you, assuming your number is the same?” She raises her eyebrows.

“Yeah, yes it is” he nods once.

Pixie nods back and turns to walk around her car to the driver’s seat. As she pulls away form the curb and into traffic she can see Harry in her review still standing the corner watching he drive away until he’s a speck in her vision.

“Where have you been?!” CJ whisper yells as soon as she sets eyes on Pixie waltzing through the doors to the office. “Your 10:30 is waiting so shake off that weird moony look in your eye and get to conference room B, you have—“ CJ glances at the thin silver watch on her wrist, “54 seconds, go.” She takes Pixie’s purse and tea from her while shoving a manila folder at her and giving her a little nudge down the hallway.

CJ can be like this sometimes. Very take charge and no nonsense. That’s why her and Pixie get along so well, they're the same in that way. They met in their senior year of college just when both of their lives were taking an unexpected turn. The demise of her relationship with Harry was on the horizon and CJ’s dad was dying. They needed each other more than they knew. So when Pixie found CJ crying about her dad in the bathroom of a frat party just after winter break that year, she knew she had no choice but to befriend her.

CJ’s going to freak out when she finds out what Pixie had been doing that morning that caused her to be late. She just needs a minute before the inevitable happens. Before CJ comes barreling in to her office at full speed. Just as she plops down in her desk chair she sees a flash of strawberry blonde outside her door.

Too late.

“What is up with you? I mean it’s been a rough week for everyone with the influx of clients and everything but you sounded fine on the phone this morning but you show up at the same time you had an appointment which is practically late for you and then you don’t say a word? And please don’t lie to me something happened in the 35 minutes I hadn’t heard from you.” CJ hasn't taken a breath this whole time and she's practically a sentence away from a coronary. She’s got that crazy frantic look in her eye that Pixie hates.

“Catie Jane I swear to fucking god” Pixie huffs and stands from her chair, “close the door.”

CJ retreats a few steps and clicks the door closed before turning with her eyebrows raised and arms crossed, “Spill.”

She looks to the floor and leans back on the front side of her desk. There’s not really a way she can put this that will prevent CJ from snapping. Although her anger at Harry may be misplaced she wanted someone to blame for his and Pixie’s falling out and she wasn’t going to blame her bestie.

“I saw him” Pixie looks up to her friend cautiously.

“Who’s ‘him’? Jesus? That weird cashier at the grocery store who stares at your tits? Ryan Gosling?”

“No you bitch like him him” CJ looks are her with hollow eyes. She’s trying to piece together the puzzle in her head and Pixie can almost visibly see the wheels turning. She doesn’t know why she can’t say his name now when it’s all she could manage when he was in front of her.

“Wait” CJ’s eyes go wide, “You mean him as in Harry?”

Pixie just purses her lips and nods an affirmation.

“Like Harry Styles Harry?”

“Ceege do you know any other Harry’s?” they rolls their eyes at the same time.

“Well what did he say?!”

“He was nice I guess” Pixie shrugs and crosses her arms, “he wanted to get together tonight so I may have invited him to 1Oak” she mumbles.

“YOU WHAT” CJ all but screams, “Why would you do that?”

“We just left off on such a bad note I guess I can’t deal with someone hating me like he did all those years ago”

Her assistant sighs and walks across the room to stand in front of her. “I know that what he did back then was really fucked up and I don’t forgive him for putting you through that but you’re right” she places her hands on Pixie’s shoulders, “Maybe it was all just a big misunderstanding.”

She scoffs and rolls her eyes to prevent a tear from escaping. “I think I got his message loud and clear” she sniffs, “You should've seen him though, he was so melancholy but happy to see me if that makes any sense”

“Maybe he feels guilty” CJ suggests.

Pixie lets out a small laugh more of disbelief than humor, “Maybe.”

[pcwpolwrestling]

That One Time PCW Did Their Own Oscars-like Thing-PCW Rewind: 2012's Michigan Madness

Tonight’s PCW rewind goes back almost seven years ago to a time where the PCW Competition Committee in their infinite wisdom decided to do an ‘Oscars’ type show at Michigan Madness.

John Boehner (R) and Harry Reid (D) voted on the nominees for the first (and only) annual PCW Political Academy Awards and the results were…well…predictable.

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PCW Michigan Madness Report Lansing Indoor Sports Arena Lansing, MI Tuesday February 27th, 2012 Host: Paige McGillicutty

Paige McGillicutty: On Tuesday night, it was Michigan Madness live from Lansing, Michigan as the PCW Roadshow Across America continued.  Coming off a wild PCW Politics is War on P-SPAN where it appeared that ‘The Massachusetts Redblood’ Mitt Romney entered into some sort of alliance with Ron Paul and ended with A. Tom Bomb (R)…representing Rick Santorum (R-PA)…Atomic Powerbombing The Japanese Superdestroyer’ Yamamoto Tanaka (R)-affiliated with Romney.

VIDEO: Politics is War Show’s End

In an amazing show of strength, A-Bomb lifts the 350 pound Tanaka into the air and then slams him hard to the mat.

Paige McGillicutty: Tonight’s main event of Magnum P.O.’d (R)…representing Newt Gingrich (R-GA), A-Bomb…Santorum), Tanaka…Romney, and Texas Jack (R)…Ron Paul (R-TX)…brought a sense of urgency as the process to determine Barack Obama’s challenger in November for the PCW CEO job goes on. But first, the annual PCW Political Academy Awards hosted by the ‘Voice of PCW’ Johnny Suave.

BEST PCW TAG TEAM

Johnny Suave: And now, the award for best PCW Tag Team.  The nominees are…

-Big Union: Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker (D) -Ron Paul’s New Libertarian Army: Jack and Joe Schmidt (R) -Charlie Blackwell and ‘No Frills’ Chris Escondido (I)

NOTE: The awards are voted on as follows- the PCW Competition Committee led by John Boehner (R) and the PCW Executive Committee led by Harry Reid (D) each have one vote.

Johnny Suave: And the winner is…

Both Harry Reid and John Boehner jostle for position at the podium.

(Simultaneously) John Boehner: Ron Paul’s New LIbertarian Army! Harry Reid: Big Union: Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker!

Johnny Suave: What?

Boehner and Reid glare at each other.

(Simultaneously) John Boehner: Ron Paul’s New LIbertarian Army! Harry Reid: Big Union: Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker!

Johnny Suave: it’s a tie, isn’t it?

(Simultaneously) John Boehner: Ron Paul’s New LIbertarian Army! Harry Reid: Big Union: Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker!

Johnny Suave: Yeah, it’s a tie.  Another victory for partisanship as Big Union: Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker (D) and Ron Paul’s New Libertarian Army: Jack and Joe Schmidt (R) will split the award!

Paige McGillicutty: Big surprise there…or then again, maybe not.  At least the post-award brawl was interesting as both teams tried to take the award with them.

BEST PCW MOMENT OF THE YEAR

Johnny Suave: The next award is for best moment of the year.  The nominees are…

-Big Union: ‘The Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker (D) winning the PCW Tag Team Title -PCW Champion Daniel-San (R) joining the Republican ranks. -Daniel-San (I) defeating Yamamoto Tanaka (D) for the PCW Title

Johnny Suave: And the winner is…

Boehner and Reid glare at each other.

(Simultaneously) John Boehner: PCW Champion Daniel-San (R) joining the Republican ranks. Harry Reid: Big Union: ‘The Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker (D) winning the PCW Tag Team Title!

Boehner and Reid shoot each other nasty looks.

(Simultaneously) John Boehner: PCW Champion Daniel-San (R) joining the Republican ranks. Harry Reid: Big Union: ‘The Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker (D) winning the PCW Tag Team Title!

Johnny Suave: And it looks like another tie!  Big Union: ‘The Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor and James the Jeep Worker (D) winning the PCW Tag Team Title and PCW Champion Daniel-San (R) joining the Republican ranks.

Paige McGillicutty: Do I detect a trend here.   I wonder who voted for whom?

BEST NEWCOMER TO PCW

Johnny Suave: And now, the award for the best newcomer to Political Championship Wrestling.  The nominees are…

-The ‘Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor (D) -Texas Jack (R) -Valora Salinas (I)

Johnny Suave: And the winner is…

(Simultaneously) John Boehner: Texas Jack (R) Harry Reid: The ‘Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor (D)

Johnny Suave: And it’s another tie.

Paige McGillicutty: Surprise, surprise.

Texas Jack and Big Labor walk to the podium from opposite sides.  They both try to push the other out of the way to give their acceptance speech when…

Suave: HERE COMES VALORA!  SHE’S BACK!

PCW’s Queen of Extreme has a Singapore cane in hand. *CRRRACK* She blasts Texas Jack in the back. *CRRRACK* She nails Big Labor in the balls.

Johnny Suave: HOLY CRAP!

Paige McGillicutty: Ow!

Valora then takes the Krylon bronze spray painted statuette and breaks it in two over Big Labor’s head.  Then she makes a fist surrounded the head of the statue and cold cocks Texas Jack.

Johnny Suave: PCW’S QUEEN OF EXTREME IS BACK!

Paige McGillicutty: Does anyone think the PCW Television Champion ‘The One Man Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism (D) is quaking in his boots yet?

BACKSTAGE

Chism is in one of the stalls in the men’s room using the bathroom and well…um, never mind.

BEST FEMALE WRESTLER IN PCW

Johnny Suave: And now, the award for the best female wrestler in PCW.  The nominees are…

-Kathryn Randall Collins (D) -’The American Girl’ Sarah Mae Smith (R) -Valora Salinas (I)

Johnny Suave: The winner is…that’s right…a tie!  Kathryn Randall Collins (D) and Sarah Mae Smith (R)!

KRC and Smith walk to the podium- from opposite sides.  This time, they don’t even get a chance to fight over the acceptance speech.  Valora hits the stage again with a steel bar and whacks both winners with it.  She busts the freshly painted Krylon spray painted bronze statuette over Sarah Mae Smith’s head and then brains KRC with the steel bar.

Paige McGillicutty: Well, that’s two for two.

As they clean up the stage after Valora’s second attack, the first of two featurettes plays featuring Democrats doing the political ritual of self-congratulations and patting themselves on the back for being wonderful…

Paige McGillicutty: Kind of like the Oscars eh?

…followed next by the Republican‘s film and their contribution of the orgy of self-congratulation by a group of pretentious politicos rewarding themselves.

Paige McGillicutty: Definitely like the Oscars.

BEST MALE WRESTLER IN PCW

Johnny Suave: And now, the next award is for the male wrestler of the year.  The nominees are…

-Daniel-San (R) -‘The One Man Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism (D) -Charlie Blackwell (I)

Johnny Suave: And the winner is…

Paige McGillicutty: Wait for it.

Johnny Suave: …a tie!  Daniel-San (R) and ‘The One Man Hollywood A-List’ Stone Chism (D)

Paige McGillicutty: And people say Republicans and Democrats can’t work together in a bipartisan way…

PCW’s WRESTLER OF THE YEAR

Johnny Suave: And now, the final award of the night…PCW’s Wrestler of the Year!  Here are the nominees…

-’The Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor (D) -Daniel-San (R) -Valora Salinas (I)

Johnny Suave: And the winner is………………..SERIOUSLY GUYS?  YOU COULDN’T VOTE YOUR CONSCIENCE FOR THE BEST WRESTLER OF THE YEAR?

Suave sighs.

Johnny Suave: It’s a tie. ‘The Self Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor (D) AND Daniel-San (R)

The music plays and both Big Labor and the PCW Champion walk to the podium from opposite sides.  They also both keep looking around waiting for Valora Salinas to jump out and attack.

Daniel-San tells Big Labor since he’s the PCW Champion that he’ll speak last.

Big Labor tells him that he didn’t agree to that and there’d have to be some sort of negotiation.

They get into a heated argument and don’t see Valora rappelling down above them.  She cuts the rope and lands on Daniel-San’s head.  Big Labor swings at her but Valora ducks and delivers a brass knuckled low blow to the Self Described Savior of the Middle Class and he crumples to the ground.

PCW Security stream out and Valora jumps out of the ring and into the crowd to make her escape.

Paige McGillicutty: Valora’s back and there’s going to be some trouble…hey-la…hey-laaaaa, Valora’s back! Okay, to the main event…

MAIN EVENT: Magnum P.O.’d (R)- Newt Gingrich (R-GA) A. Tom Bomb (R)- Rick Santorum (R-PA) Texas Jack (R)- Ron Paul (R-TX) Yamamoto Tanaka (R)- ‘The Massachusetts Redblood’ Mitt Romney (R-MA)

…Texas Jack and Magnum both eliminated already.  Tanaka works over A-Bomb’s arm.  A-Bomb fight backs with his good arm.  Tanaka with a back drop.  But A-Bomb turns and snaps Tanaka’s neck over the top rope.

The crowd is stunned when ‘The Self-Described Savior of the Middle Class’ Big Labor runs to the ring and nails A-Bomb in mid-air with a Scabbuster.  Then he hits Tanaka with a Picket Line and then a Scabbuster.  He rolls A-Bomb onto Tanaka but then the PCW Champion Daniel-San (R) and the Republican Establishment hit the ring.   Daniel-San nails the second-rope DDT on Big Labor and roll A-Bomb off Tanaka.

Daisy Cutter-Bomb hits the ring and tries for the Daisy Cutter Powerbomb but Daniel-San slaps on the LeBell Lock.  Corporate Might’s Big Oil rolls Tanaka onto A-Bomb and the referee slams his hand on the mat three times to give Tanaka the win.

WINNER: Yamamoto Tanaka @ 12:46

‘The Massachusetts Redblood’ Mitt Romney hops into the ring to celebrate with the Republican Establishment as the show ends.

PCW Rewind has been brought to you by: Skank Mitchell’s Awesome Beef Jerky. Feed your irrationally foolish side!

*BLEEP*-ing with McGill

A package of Skank Mitchell’s Awesomely Awesome Beef Jerky is superimposed in the middle of a golf course fairway on a perfect summer afternoon.

Announcer: Skank Mitchell’s Awesomely Awesome Beef Jerky presents *BLEEP*-ing with McGill.

A heavy set man prepares to hit his approach shot to the green while his friend waits for him inside a golf cart.

Heavy Set Man: Five feet from the hole, right here.

He begins his backswing and sees a bunny hopping along and PCW Owner Dawn McGill running along the edge of the woods off the fairway. He stops his swing and turns to gawk at Dawn. The man in the golf cart gets out as well. He’s munching on a piece of beef jerky.

Dawn stops to rest for a second.

Both look at each other. The man hands the bag of beef jerky to the heavy set gentleman and goes back to the golf cart. He pulls a beer out of the cooler and then begins to vigorously shake it up.

Dawn McGill: Okay. Newsflash. I can see what you’re doing.

The man approaches Dawn slowly.

Driver of Golf Cart: Hey big fella.

Dawn glares back at him.

Dawn McGill (annoyed): Big fella?

Driver of Golf Cart: Do you want a cold one?

Dawn McGIll: Okay. Again, I know what you did to the can of beer. (she sighs) Fine.

Dawn snatches the beer can out of his hand.

Driver of Golf Cart: Okay…you can do it.

She shoots him a ‘look.’ Dawn rolls her eyes and opens the can causing the beer to spray out all over her.

The two men bust out laughing and jump right back into their golf cart.

Her face and hair soaked with beer, Dawn whips out a taser and fires it at the driver just as he hits the accelerator.

Driver of Golf Cart: ARRRGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGH!

The cart veers sharply into a tree and tips over.

Final scene: a package of Skank Mitchell’s Awesomely Awesome Beef Jerky superimposed over the turned over golf cart and the convulsing driver.

Announcer: Skank Mitchell’s Awesomely Awesome Beef Jerky. Feed your irrationally foolish side.

[iknowiambecauseisaidiam]

A Year of Change: aka How Kpop changed my life!

So I haven’t really posted on here much....ever... but I felt like it was time.  Part of that is because I’ve looked back on the year I’ve had since last May and I can’t even believe everything that has happened.

Last year was my step into the real world, I graduated cosmetology school, I had loans to pay, a job to find.  I spent the first 3 months terrified that I would mess up, or be told I wasn’t cut out for this.  I remember being sick to my stomach every time I got a color, so terrified that I would mess it up.  

Then it was announced that Got7 was going to be touring... In the US! Anyone who knows kpop knows, that that doesn’t always happen.  So I saved up, and me, my sister and our friend Kelsey got ourselves ready.  They had already been to a Shinee fan meet in Chicago (leaving me behind : (  because I had just started my job) But this was a concert! A concert with probably our biggest bias group! 

So in July of 2016, I got to go to New York City for the very first time because of Got7! To this day I can barely believe that this is real.  The boy’s put on an especially amazing show, being their amazingly goofy selfs. I ended up crying during Just Right, because it had been the song that first got me into them. We had bought tickets to both shows, My friend managed to get p1 for the first show and p2 for the second, me and my sister for p2 for both.  I still can not believe how beautiful they are in real life.  I still can’t believe they’re real. 

After the second show, as we sat in the seats at the back of the venue, watching them break down the stage as we waited to hi-touch our boys, I thought how sad it was that it had to end.  Sure we had spent two days waiting 10 hours on the sidewalks of New York city waiting for this.  The second show we even had a couple people pass out from heat exhaustion before the show had started.  But it had been the best three days of my life. Getting to see Time Square, getting to see an amazing concert and be with my sister and our friend.  It was an absolutely amazing experience...

And it was over.

We didn’t know when we would see the boys next, or any kpop concert honestly.  

I’m not ashamed to say it made me kind of sad. Really sad.

But we had our memories and our little videos of them that we could watch.  

What we thought was the end was just the beginning of a crazy year. 

Because in September Got7 announced a fan-meet, but no US locations were announced. The closest to us was going to be in Toronto, Canada.  So, being the crazy people we were, we decided Toronto must be lovely in November, and if we’re there anyways, why not see Got7... two more times... (You might be able to see how real the addiction is at this point, we sure couldn’t) 

So it November of 2016, I got to see Canada for the very first time. It was my very first time leaving the country.

We got P2 for the first show, but got the cheap seats for the second.  It was kindof nice to get to sit back and watch them.  It can be a bit hard to see with standing room.

The Kelsey’s (my sister and our friend) ended up being filmed by the Real Got7 crew when we were in line, and Bam Bam complimented my sister’s tattoo during the hi-touch.

While we were in Toronto be got to go to Korea town and found an amazing music store that sold a bunch of Kpop. Needless to say we left more broke then we already were.

Again, it was over. The Kpop depression was pretty real at this point.  We had gotten so lucky being able to see our boys, twice within the same year, Two concerts and two fan meets.  There was no way we could be any luckier.

Then BTS decided to peek it’s head into the US.  December 14th of 2016 we officially had tickets to see BTS!  December 17th, we sunk ourselves deeper by getting tickets to the Washington DC fan meet of Got7.

As if all that wasn’t enough, which it definitely was, Shinee announced a concert as well... the same weekend that BTS would be.  And only in Texas, which was the day of the BTS concert we were attending, and in LA two days after...

But we’ll get to that in a second.  first was the Got7 fan-meet in D.C.

January 21st 2016 I got to travel to D.C. for the very first time.

I still can’t believe it.

We ended up finding a restaurant named Mandu that had amazing Korean food!

Leading up to the concert I had drawn a comic panel of the boys

I had made a bunch of copies and passed out some before the concert while we were waiting in line. Until it started to pour... 10 hrs, in the rain. Well not raining the whole time, but a lot of it. 

Anyway we ended up meeting some amazing girls in line. We’re still friends even now. We bonded over our love of the Got7 boys and all our other mutual groups too.  They had even gotten Tickets to BTS in New Jersey too! So we exchanged Instagrams and stayed in contact.

The Fan-meet itself was amazing, Got7 definitely has a way of making every fan meet different. 

At the Hi-touch, I was holding one of the comic pages as I went through the line.  I don’t know if most of the boys understood it, but the line got held up a bit when I was just in front of Mark (I nearly dies XO) and he read a bit of it and said it was cool! 

Also both Kelsey’s told Bam Bam he was fabulous, he asked them if that was a good thing. So be sure to tell Bam Bam he’s fabulous! 

On the way home we went to a Korea town in Virginia and got some albums and ate at a bakery.

Again, another fan meet was over, the sadness of not seeing Got7 again for a while was still there, but we still had concerts on the horizon.

So like I said earlier, BTS concert was March 24 and Shinee only was going to have two shows.  Dallas was out because we already had BTS tickets.

It started as a joke... Jokes are dangerous.  We kept telling each other, oh we should just go to both hahahahahaha.

I didn’t expect it to happen...

So we were going to LA for Shinee, the same weekend we were going to New Jersey for BTS...

This post is not meant to brag, it’s more to reflect on this past year of events.

So on March 24th we headed to New Jersey, meet up with our D.C. friends, and spent the day waiting to see our Boys.

Oh also KENNY was sitting a couple of rows in front of us!

You can see us in his BTS vlog in the background lol.

ANYWAYS~

BTS has by far been the most emotional one for me. Yes I had cried alittle during Got7 but BTS was a trainwreck of emotions.  Jimin’s solo had me alittle teary eyed, Suga’s First Love had tears coming... But as soon as Jin started Awake... WATERFALL! The girl next to me at one point asked if I was okay! I wasn’t, but I just nodded.

And just seeing the Rainbow ARMY Happen, in real life, it was so beautiful!

I pretty much had tears through half of the concert, if not more!

I was still crying after the concert!

Then we went back to our friends hotel room to relax for a bit when one of the girls came back and said she got off on the floor above us and hear BTS was staying in the room above us. Not totally sure if that’s true, but I can dream lol.

So after a couple of hours, we headed to JFK airport in New York and waited for our 7 am flight to LA.

First ever flight, First time in LA!

Luckily I slept through just about the whole flight there, since we hadn’t gotten any sleep that day.

But then we landed in LA at 10 am!

I got to see my first real Palm Tree! 

We spend the first bit of the day just wandering around and went to Korean BBQ that night.  We also found Music Plaza, a full Kpop store! 

Needless to say, again we spent way to much money.

We had some amazing seats, we were in the balcony off to the left side.  We were just before this private little balcony that was blocked off.

My friend nudged me and pointed, we could see into the balcony area and Evan and Steven from Buzzfeed were there! We might have fan girled a bit over that! Not gonna lie.

And Then Shinee!!!

They put on a ridiculously amazing show, obviously! You really can’t expect anything else from Shinee!

As the concert wrapped up, we saw the private balcony start to clear out, and we knew they’d have to go right behind us.  I watched the balcony, waiting. Then I saw Steven and Evan make their way out.  I turned to fast and just waved, “Hi Steven Hi Evan”

I think it took Steven a second to realize we recognized him, but Evan immediately smiled at us! (Steven did too! It just took him a second)

It was definitely such a crazy weekend, but I wouldn’t trade any of these experiences for anything.

And soon the adventures are going to continue! 

July 14th of 2017 I’m going to MonstaX in New York at the same place it all started with Got7 and it makes me get butterflies just thinking of being there again.

July 27th of 2017 We’ll be seeing G-Dragon in Brooklyn, NY.  New venue, new experiences!

I can’t wait for the new adventures to happen! 

If you’re going to be at either of those concerts, or if you were at the concerts I mentioned, leave a comment or message. You can never have to many Kpop friends!!

If you read all this , Thank you for letting me share this adventure with you! It means a lot just to get all of this out!

Have a beautiful Day, and just go find an adventure!

Bye~

[flauntpage]

Your Complete Betting Guide and Preview of “The Match: Tiger vs. Phil”

After a full day of football to be thankful for on Thursday, golf will take center stage on Friday with the highly anticipated head-to-head match between Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson at Shadow Creek Golf Course in Las Vegas. Naturally, there’s quite a bit of buzz surrounding the match given the immense popularity over the past two-plus decades of these two highly accomplished golfers. Adding to the intrigue of the event are the high stakes wagers the two plan to make throughout the course of the match, and the betting odds available to the general public. Two of the sport’s legends in a one-on-one setting, talking trash and recklessly throwing around thousands of dollars?

Phil Mickelson bet $100k that he’ll birdie the first hole during The Match. Tiger doubled it.

Friday's going to be fun

#CapitalOnesTheMatch pic.twitter.com/61WqqRzaCj

— Bleacher Report (@BleacherReport) November 20, 2018

Sign. Me. Up.

  THE BETS

Note: All information is as of 3:00 p.m. Tuesday.

The Winner

Woods enters as a strong favorite. He is currently -230 to win outright at DraftKings, 888sport and Play SugarHouse. If you’re looking on the best value on Woods, it’s at BetStars NJ and FanDuel where Woods is only -200 to win.

Those looking to back Mickelson should know that there’s more variance on his value. DraftKings, SugarHouse, and 888sport each are offering Mickelson at +175. Given BetStars’ favorable odds on Woods, their conservative +163 offering on Mickelson is understandable. FanDuel checks in with Mickelson at +165.

First Hole

Those looking for some quick action can wager on the result of the first hole at DraftKings, SugarHouse, and 888sport where Woods is +225, Mickelson +275, and a tie is -110.

Front 9

DraftKings, SugarHouse, and 888sport are offering up odds on the first nine holes. Both books list Woods at -121, Mickelson +188, and a tie at +400.

Specials

I was underwhelmed on Monday by the lack of prop and special bets offered, but some fun alternative options have been released since then. Let’s see what’s out there.

DraftKings

DraftKings is going heavy on specific hole props that allow bettors to wager on the winner of the first hole, along with greens and fairway bets on one. There’s a longest tee shot on the third hole, as well as closest to the pin wagers on the fifth and eighth holes. Here’s a look at some other of their other offerings:

  SugarHouse and 888sport

The lines and odds at DraftKings, SugarHouse, and 888sport are each set by the gaming operator Kambi. Why does this matter? Because all three books offer the same odds on available props, but each company has the ability to decide which ones they want to run. In this case, SugarHouse and 888sport are taking bets on Woods’ t-shirt color. As of Tuesday morning, you can only bet “red” at -305. DraftKings, meanwhile, is not offering this option.

Because SugarHouse and 888sport are offering  the same selections at the same prices, if you don’t have one of the apps it would be wise to download it and take advantage of the sign-up bonus (we prefer SugarHouse). If you already have an account at both books, then it just comes down to a matter of personal preference.

BetStars

The props at BetStars go a bit deeper into the sport’s finer details, including wagering options on driving accuracy and one putts. Hardcore golfers will be intrigued by these.

FanDuel

Surprisingly, FanDuel isn’t offering and special plays on the match.

  THEIR LIVE ACTION

One of the elements of this spectacle that makes it an interesting watch is the fact that both men have already said they will be betting against each other within the match. Here is Phil Mickelson talking about what the live in-game action between them might look like:

The Match:

Where Phil Mickelson will be betting Tiger Woods 50k on putts

pic.twitter.com/czz4TmQpje

— The Action Network (@ActionNetworkHQ) October 26, 2018

“When we’re mic’d on the course, we’re going to have little challenges, let’s say, that can maybe get in each other’s head,” Mickelson said during a drop-in on an NBA on TNT telecast. “You have a downhill putt. I’ll bet you 50…50Gs that you miss this.”

For his part, Tiger doesn’t seem especially worried about any tests of his courage that Mickelson might throw at him — and he certainly doesn’t think he’s going to lose the psychological war against Mickelson. Now hear this from Eldrick:

.@TigerWoods is ready…

#CapitalOnesTheMatch – November 23 on @BRLive pic.twitter.com/aUK2zqWQ6j

— NBA on TNT (@NBAonTNT) November 16, 2018

“Well, I’ve been in Phil’s head for 20-some-odd years. Just look at the W total,” Tiger told Ernie Johnson and Kenny Smith on Thursday night.

What makes these side bets interesting is that, unlike the $9 million purse which will go to the winner, these “challenges” as Mickelson described them are coming out of the players’ own pockets. Woods, and especially Mickelson, are known to love action — they are also both known to hate to lose. So while neither of these men will take any fiscal losses they can’t afford (especially since lost wagers will be donated to charity), they will both want to claim the bragging rights of having lightened the other’s wallet in the side games no matter who wins the match.

  THE MATCH

Phil Mickelson has been compelled to talk up his chances in the run-up to this match because his game hasn’t done much to make the betting public want any piece of him unless they’re getting good odds. Mickelson’s best finish on the PGA Tour last season was his World Golf Championships event win in Mexico in March. After that, things went bad quickly and pretty much stayed that way.

The lowest of the lowlights of last season for Lefty included his bizarre, intentional rules violation at the U.S. Open at Shinnecock Hills (he probably should have been disqualified), his missed cut at the PGA Championship (where Woods finished second) and his awful, terrible, no-good performance at the Ryder Cup. Mickelson’s Official World Golf Ranking is currently 27th, behind such household names as Alex Noren and Patrick Cantlay.

Watching #TheMatch preview on @HBO and Phil’s starting to look like he’s playing because he NEEDS the money. pic.twitter.com/S9tvH6OQn9

— Club Pro Guy (@ClubProGuy) November 14, 2018

Woods is 13th, which is impressive enough in its own right but which is frankly shocking when you see that his World Golf Ranking at the end of 2017 was 656th. On these facts alone, it is understandable that Woods is in that range of a -225 favorite, with Mickelson offering the much better price in the neighborhood of +175. Mickelson claims to be thrilled. “I like it, the payoff on my side is very good, I like it,” Mickelson said recently. Then again…what’s he supposed to say? “I suck right now, and I might get embarrassed.” Probably not.

Mickelson’s chances to prevail are tied to the format. The vast majority of professional golf is played under stroke play rules, i.e., you make a seven or an eight on a hole, that’s pretty much it for your score for that day and possibly for that tournament. In match play, each hole is worth one point, and your score only matters in relation to the score your opponent made on that same hole. This is more likely to help Mickelson who is, as noted above, prone to odd stretches of wildness and poor decision-making. Mickelson could shoot even par in this match and still win if he makes enough birdies.

Woods was first on Tour in 2018 in shots gained approaching the green and seventh in scoring average (69.350.) The lone weakness in Tiger’s game right now continues to be his propensity to spray it off the tee — he was 129th in driving accuracy. It’s hard to make birdie from the trees or the water hazards. Shadow Creek appears to be reasonably forgiving off the tees, which will help both players but will probably help Tiger a little bit more.

Have a question for @PhilMickelson or @TigerWoods to answer before The Match?

Send it here and they'll answer their favorites on Tuesday. pic.twitter.com/249rNMevEa

— PGA TOUR (@PGATOUR) November 19, 2018

If Mickelson is going to win this match, he will need to stay with Tiger to the best of his ability through the green and take advantage of his edge in putting. Even in an off-year in 2018, Mickelson was second on Tour in putts per round (27.88) and second in birdie or better conversions on the greens (36.6%.) That’s a match play stat if ever there was one, because eagles and birdies generally win holes. Woods had a decent year in 2018 with the putter (22nd in putts per round). But he also changed putters on multiple occasions and never seemed as comfortable on the greens as he did in his prime.

As the famous golf instructor Harvey Penick was fond of saying, “a good putter is a match for anyone.” Mickelson needs to come out hot with the putter and let Tiger know early that you only drive for show.

  THE PICKS

Phil: The most clever, and also the meanest, quip I’ve seen about this match was that it will cost $19.99 to watch, which is also the last year it would have been worth that much money to watch them play golf against each other on television. There is a touch of a Mayweather/Pacquiao feel to this. Mickelson’s last major title came in 2013 at The Masters, the only major he has won more than once. Tiger’s last major win was all the way back in 2008 at the U.S. Open. That’s right: Tiger hasn’t won a major in a decade, though he certainly came close at The Open Championship and at the PGA in 2018. Less so for Tiger but true of both is that we have probably already seen their best.

Still, it’s better to celebrate who they are rather than who they aren’t. In late November of 2018, in a sport where nobody is all that interested in watching anyone but Tiger, this match between Mickelson and Woods is the best of what’s around.

As indicated above, match play is an entirely different game than stroke play. At its core, though, at the highest level of competition, it usually comes down to who wants to win more. I have no doubt that Tiger Woods very much wants to beat Phil Mickelson. But as he said, he has been beating Phil’s brain in for the better part of 25 years now. Tiger wants to win…Phil needs to win, if only to have just one thing he can hold over Tiger in what has been less a rivalry than a lopsided comparison over the years.

And don’t forget, there probably won’t be a rematch if Phil doesn’t win or come really close to doing so. As Chris Rock so eloquently put it, the money is in the comeback. Take Phil at +175 or as high as you can get it. Use your deposit bonus at SugarHouse and let it rip.

Bob: Woods has been the superior golfer lately, so there’s a reason he’s such a heavy favorite in this matchup. I’d probably stay off the match winner due to the lack of value, but if I had to, I would back Woods in this spot. Take him at FanDuel.

I don’t think it’s unreasonable that each golfer takes a conservative approach to feel one another out early on, so I’ll probably take the two to be tied after the first hole at -110. And given Mickelson’s aforementioned statistical superior efficiency on the greens, I’ll go to BetStars and take him to have more one-putts.

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Timeline !! 

I kinda took some liberties with talking about why the events were important vs describing the events themselves. But, hey, I had some fun with it.

1. STAR SIGN- September 27th, 1990, 3:04am Bonnevue, LA  (birth)

Evangeline is certainly a Libra through and through, craving partnership and preferring to leave than to truly face and work out conflict. She does her best to be a peacemaker, though sometimes her conflict avoidance wins out over that element from the sign and will just get frustrated and try to end the argument rather than truly resolve it.

2. SISTER - [ age: 4* (flexible based on the connection getting filled | place: Bonnevue ]

Evangeline was overjoyed to have a sister. She had a lot of childish plans to model her sister to be just like her, and, of course, her sister had other plans. Her sister was her own person, but that only made Evangeline love her more. She would do anything for her sister.

3. FIRST CRUSH - [ age: 8 | place: Bonnevue ] 

His name was Bradley. He had just moved to town, and that jolt of excitement. Of someone who wasn’t a part of the same crowd she saw day after day sparked all those fairytale feelings of love blooming from a look across the room. They were married on the playground the day before summer break. Tragically, the marriage was annulled before they were unleashed back to the world for the warm months. 

4. SECRETS, SECRETS - [ age: 14 | place: Bonnevue ]

Her boyfriend starts to get suspicious as to why she keeps canceling plans on him. At least once a month. She tries to make the excuse that it’s her period, which was the wrong move for a 14 year old boy. She wonders if telling him the truth about her would have been any better. He would have thought she was crazy probably. She wanted to just show him. To explain to him it was something he would think was cool, probably. But she’s been taught to keep her mouth shut, so that’s what she did. She thinks back and knows that may not have been the right time. But the idea didn’t feel wrong.

5. EDGE OF EIGHTEEN - [ age: 18 | place: Bonnevue]

She does something she knows is admittedly stupid. She starts dating an older man. The relationship has her filled with constant anxiety about her parents finding out. She knows she’s technically an adult now, but something about it still feels like she’s breaking the rules. College applications rear their ugly heads, and then pass her by without a second thought. She’s two wrapped up in this new secret. Her parents find out and she’s repentant. She takes a gap year. Not to travel, but to “get her head on straight,” like her father warned.

6. LIQUOR BEFORE BEER... [ age: 19 | place: New Orleans ]

None of the bartenders should have let them in, but their fakes must’ve been good enough. She had squirreled away paycheck after paycheck working at the local grocery store to save up for the fake ID, the trip, and the drinks she would buy that night. Though, she really wasn’t paying for many. She was working full time, and only taking a class here and there. She felt like she was getting a better education in a club in New Orleans than in a dingy community college classroom. She was thriving in that moment, and that was all she needed. Packed in a crowd of people, swerving from one pair of arms to the next, finding a new sort of home in each. This wasn’t the first time she had alcohol, but it was definitely the best time of it.

7. NOT FEELING 22 [ age: 22 | place: Bonnevue ]

She’s still working more than she’s going to class, telling her parents she’s just trying to save up so she wouldn’t have to rely on them. She just really hasn’t found anything worthwhile to study. Plenty of subjects interested her, but she was scared of feeling trapped. Having her wings clipped. Being shoved in a cage of a career. She likes her customers better down at the local bar where she’s doing a fairly steady business of tips for the nights she works. She still feels like she’s putting on a facade when she interacts with anyone. She thinks she does well at her job because of how true to herself she is when she talks to customers, but there’s a whole side of her she’s hiding. She wonders if such closed ranks were really the best way to live.

8. THE FALL [ age: 24 | place: Bonnevue ]

The vampires were out of their coffins, maybe it was time for the werewolves to step into the moonlight. The revelation that people were actually acknowledging vampires’ existence shook Evangeline’s world. Sure, there were rough patches, and they were certainly in the middle of a serious one, but they didn’t have to hide. She just wanted to know what that would be able to feel like. She was so tempted to just burst out and tell the first person who spoke to her that day. But she knew better. She spoke to a few people in her pack. She thought she had asked innocently enough. She, however, had not faced the rejection and revulsion she had received from the people she spoke to.  She wasn’t used to it, but maybe it would toughen her up for when the humans came to learn about them, too. Normally, she would fall in line, nod and say she was sorry. But she just... Couldn’t. She didn’t want to. But... she also wasn’t ready to fight anyone on it. She was told she could say she was sorry and maybe everyone would get past it. Those words wouldn’t come from her lips as easily as they had before. Her only option was to stand her ground or leave to stand for it somewhere else. So she left.

9. APART-MENTS [ age: 25 | Bonnevue ]

After couch surfing with some exes, she finally found a place she liked well enough to sign a lease for. It also helped to build up some rent money. She cried leaning against her meager number of boxes on her first night there. The place was small, but she just felt as empty and as lonely as the sparse space looked like. It took her a solid month to get a real mattress. Deep down, she was afraid committing to the place, truly, meant that she was going to be lonely from now on.

10. NO PRESENT QUITE LIKE THE PRESENT [age: 27 | Bonnevue ] 

She feels like she’s still trying to find her way to solid ground, and is building up a tougher outer shell. She doesn’t have any sort of animosity towards members of her pack, unless they come to where she’s working looking for trouble. In which case, she’s more than happy to give it. She always looks for some slight from the other person first before she instigates a fight. But she’s finding she doesn’t mind conflict so much if she stirs it up for her own entertainment. She wonders if life on her own has changed her. Dear god, she hopes it has.

[martywurst]

My First and Worst Year: Producing A Show

I get caught up in the gossip. Shitting on comedians that I barely know. I'm trying to stop that. Early on, I was one those guys that would say something negative because I was trying to start a dialogue and reinforce any negative feelings I had about someone. Usually based in nothing; maybe one lousy first impression or through the grapevine on Facebook. Unfortunately, talking shit is a major way to bond with other inexperienced comics. A lot of miserable, sarcastic, unmotivated, boring comics. Or 10+ year comics that bitch about how unfair everything is. They can't talk to you for 30 seconds without shitting on something.

Now I know that's not me. I never feel good about it and it never helps.

The comics I look up to are modest, rarely say anything bad about anyone because they're just focused. They don't feed the fire. I'd rant about something and they wouldn't have anything to add to it. Maybe something along the lines of,

"Yeah, that can happen," kind of response.

I'd see the look on their face. I'm the problem.

I was the same way in Junior High. Picking on the popular kids and being obnoxious because I was so desperate to be a part of their circle. Afraid to be myself. Afraid to put in that kind of work.

I'll be obsessed with some idiot for hours on a Facebook thread, so tempted to participate in the attack, but where is it going to get me? Fuck, I could've written something. I should be writing jokes now, but I think I know something about blogging and comedy! I feel like I'm just regurgitating boring opinions that have been voiced on hundreds of podcasts already, I'll try to pepper this section up! Check out this sweet ass pimp kitty vest!

 I always want to prove myself to other comics. An audience of strangers is always amazing, but I do feel the pressure of an all-comic mic. It's way too important to me. I don't want to be written off, I know I can be funny. Maybe not the last 20 times you saw me, but I'll get there, don't write me off!

When I had a decent set in front of someone I respected, I felt like I could check that off. Okay, that person doesn't think I'm a piece of shit anymore. I proved myself. Getting closer to being an actual comic! Every good set is a stepping stone. My bad sets would just temporarily render me useless. Instead of doing my homework and adjusting, I would just write something new or beat a bad joke into the ground. Maybe it'll work the 27th time.

"The people that go to Burning Man only need these two words to communicate: Burning...man!"

*crickets slashing wrists*

I bombed in front of Sean Conroy and took it kind of hard. Intimidating dude, (like the Ron Perlman of improvisation) he was sitting in the front row at Echoes Under Sunset with his arms crossed, waiting for his set and just watching me hang myself. He'd probably seen a thousand variations of the heckler character I was doing. I picked on him in character, but he wouldn't roll with it. Why would he? It was more fun to watch me squirm.

Every time I asked him a question he would answer,

"Sure."

Which is sort of the "fuck you" version of "yes and,"  It's an improv thing.

I was berating the audience for being a bunch of hipsters. Yelling out,

"Well I got something for ALL OF YOU!"

Then I started handing out free coffee coupons from a local coffee shop. Sean politely declined.

I had my bombing routine where I would call up Claire afterwards and tell her I just ate shit. Or who I ate shit in front of. She would convince me that it was okay, everybody bombs, and remind me that I'd had good sets before. She would tell me that she loved me and make me feel better about what had happened. Oh, there is life after tomorrow, I forgot! Thanks, baby!

Claire understands the grind. She's a fan of a lot of the people I look up to and we listen to a lot of the same podcasts now. She got into Jen Kirkman and The Longshot Podcast early on and now she subscribes to more comedians than I do. We went to Power Violence and a number of shows at The Improv. Pete Holmes, Todd Glass, Ron Lynch, Eddie Pepitone, Maron, Sebastian, Ian Edwards, and Tig- we love Tig. She pushed me to go on the road. She encouraged me to stop using the train and take her car instead. She makes this all possible. It's unbelievable. She even made cookies when I produced my own show.

I'd done a couple of shows at The Lexington with Tony Bartolone where I did some character stuff. I played a wrestler, a heckler that takes on Mr. Goodnight and a squarish Steve Allen type talk show host. Anyway, the owner liked me enough and said if I ever wanted to use the space, hit him up.

Tony was nice enough to help me too, he ran sound for me. Uggh, I didn't even give him a fucking spot and he ran sound for me- that's how great a guy he is and how SELFISH I can be.

 I think the best thing in comedy after doing standup is booking your own show. Reaching for the stars, pulling in friends, what a great position to be in! Compiling a fantasy list of mostly male comics and shooting them a message on Facebook.

So if you're a new comic wondering, how the hell do I get booked on a show?

Well, a moron like me could accidentally see you at an open mic and then end up liking you! And I'm the guy who did a shitty set before you, remember? You never know who could be running shows.

Most people got back to me pretty quick. Comedians love a full calendar. 

I adored The Walsh Brothers. So original and twisted. They blew my mind at TigerLily and I finally met the guys through a mutual friend.

Brian Scolaro was someone I had talked to outside of The Comedy Store. He's one of the first comics to give me any kind of advice,

"Don't move To Long Beach."

I was a fanboy of Dean Delray. I heard Matty Goldberg on Danny Lobell's podcast and dug his book about his friendship with Angelo Bowers. Ron Babcock was one of the friendly guys on the scene, loved his standup. I'd worked on a webseries with Paul Danke. Just met a lot of the other comics at open mics. I worked with Jeanne Whitney at Arclight Hollywood and we started standup around the same time. I watched Timika Hall do her first set at Echoes Under Sunset and she was great! Ester Steinberg cracked me up at The Palace and then I wanted to book her after I saw this sketch. She just happened to be hanging out with Neel Nanda when I was booking him, so I got both of them right then and there.

Robert Vertrees was brand new like me, but I just dug his story.

I knew I'd never have to worry about Ken Garr.

Just read his awesome blog entry "One Year Later and Why I Should Quit"

I should've taken note and made my blog shorter! That dude is a complete professional and will never hesitate to give you his tour dates at the MGM in Las Vegas.

Jak Knight was edgy and exciting. Jon Durnell was the best thing about a bringer show I did at the Formosa. I didn't even know Lisa Landry, but Brian asked if she could be on. Same thing with Kevin James Moore, a buddy of Matty's.

  Maagic Collins is one of the kindest souls I've ever met. I love his standup. He would show up to my afternoon Tribal mic on Saturdays. Very supportive guy.

I think I saw Rick Wood at Power Violence and he just blew me away.

Anyway, you get the fucking point, this was just an excuse to drop everyone's links. Jesus Christ.

One time I made the amateur mistake of messaging too many people at once and then having to tell one comic I'd put them on the next show. I got a lot of grief for that and I was pulling my hair out. I was getting a guilt trip from the disappointed comic and now I didn't want to book him at all. It was totally my fault, but I was just getting through the learning curve. Book carefully, and wait for your damn responses.

Another recurring thing that kept coming up is a comic wanting to bring a friend for a guest spot. It's a good rule of thumb to keep a spot open for a possible drop-in. Or just book less comics Marty. Aren't you glad you paid $200 for this helpful comedy workshop tip?

I was also planning on doing all these wacky sketches and transitions that had nothing to do with the stand-up comedy. I wanted to make it an event. I asked Chris Walsh if we could have an extended dialogue where the Walsh Brothers get in an argument with me and then pretend to shoot me from the audience...so now I'm suddenly on the level of The Walsh Brothers! Proposing bits. Chris was really nice about it and declined in the best way possible. He made me realize that I should only work on the hosting- not all this extra dressing. I'd be stressed out enough. Plus, The Walsh Brothers have their own thing going on and it's hilarious.

Claire helped me with some basic PR stuff; shooting out emails to various websites with LA calendars of events. Lot of people check online for free entertainment. I hit up LA Weekly early enough to get this delightful blip:

Did I pay anyone? I paid Dean Delray. I paid Brian Scolaro. It seems a little unfair now, I had The Walsh Brothers, Ron Babcock, Paul Danke, and Matty Goldberg, who all have a shitload of experience.

I got this dumb idea that I should write thank you notes to everyone else. Looking back, I gave comedians false hope of money in those envelopes, only to find a badly scrawled "thank you" with some shitty stick figure doodles. At least there were cookies at the gig.

Brian mentioned the 50 bucks onstage and I was really embarrassed. It exposed the inner-workings of my inexperience and that I was holding out on everyone else. I think I would do it differently now, but it was a free show.

Tony watched me have a mini-meltdown. I was stressing out because there was a band that was booked on a show immediately after and it was clear that I was going to run over their time. I thought if I gave up my own set and kept bringing the next comic up, we'd finish on time without cutting anyone's sets down.

Tony explained to me that I shouldn't of worried about that, that it was worse to bring the comics up cold. It's better to keep the audience warmed up, but I was hopping back on stage saying,

"Give it up for Ron Babcock, and now let's keep it moving- Matty Goldberg!"

I didn't get it. I thought running over my time would fuck things up and I'd never get to do a show again. I shouldn't of booked so many comics anyway- Paul Danke was going on dead last, and he'd been waiting around so long, I felt horrible. I should buy his album.

So don't sacrifice your time for the sake of the next show- be a good host, Wurst.

But that first show had a great turnout, especially for The Lexington. The comics were kind of impressed. That extra leg work paid off.

I remember I wanted to bring Dean Delray up to a Led Zeppelin song and I kept bothering Tony about it when the order changed. Then when the music came up, Dean was clearly stoked and that little moment meant a lot to me.

On his way out he yelled,

"Congratulations on your 1st year of stand up!"

Speaking of which, I asked Melina Paez if I could be in her "DropTheSoapTV" series, where comics do stand-up in her shower. It was a fun way to cap off my first year.

Okay, that was rather manic. Just a couple steps away from Denis Leary- uggh. Anyway, I STOPPED doing that. Here's a message to myself as I time-travel back to the shower,

Horrible jokes, asshole! Your taint is hilarious by the way.

I just want to thank the people that encouraged me or gave me useful information when I started bumbling my way through open mics that first year (July 2013-2014)

Brett Gilbert, Ric Rosario, Matty Goldberg, Tony Bartolone, Jason Van Glass, Ron Babcock, Dean Delray, Chris Walsh, Matt Walsh, Danny Lobell, Mollie Gross, Melina Paez, Brian Scolaro, Jamie Flam, Jeremiah Watkins, Mike Celestino, Justin Alexio, Neel Nanda, Mikey de Lara, Paul Danke, Ari Mannis, Lydia Robinson, Ryan Doolittle, Maagic Collins, Don Barris, Elissa Rosenthal, Rob Antus, K-von, Jarrett and Emily Galante, Christiane Georgi, Hiro Matsunaga, Greg James, Carly Craig, Matthew Hilton, Sally Mullins, Matt Sauter, Matt Gamarra, Donald McKinney, Ryan Kain, Jeremy Fultz, Del Weston, Derick Armijo, Alisha Morine, Nicole Malina, Devon Schwartz, Andy Salamone, Barbara Gray, Sean Conroy, Myles Weber, Ricky Winston, Frankie Ma, Rishi Arya, Brandon Birckz, Sean K., Mike Menendez, Jamar Neighbors, Mr. Goodnight, Erica Rhodes, Matt Champagne, David Gerhardt, The Martin Duprass, John Silver, Ryan Pfeiffer, Kevin Anderson, Whitney Melton, Kym Kral, Jared Levin, Kenneth Lion, Alex Croll, Adam Carr, Trevor James, Deon Williams, Amber Brashear, Pat Regan, Brad Silnutzer, Rob Weissman, Marty, Graham Curan, Eddie Pepitone, Quincy Johnson, Blythe Metz, Willie Dynamite, Freddy Morales, Marcela Perdomo, Nick Kaufman, Atelston Fitgerald Holder The 1st, Bruce Boiman, Tom Allen, Melissa Villasenor, Maria Bamford, Todd Glass, Lou Perez, Allison Anders, Jeremy Bassett, Tony Alfieri, Laura Niles, Tamoy Sherman, Chaliss Robinson, Eddie Whitehead Jr, Brent Weinbach, Jill Maragos, Jodi Miller, Luz Pazos, Brianna Murphy, Sasha Kapustina, Alain Villenueve, Brad James, Lauren Kiang, Yoav, Ken Garr, David Gregorian, Jordan Leer, Stefano Della Pietra, Down Under Comedy Club, Mike Garrison, Brad and Sara Harris, Thomas Hussey, Harold, Chino, Tiffany Gomes, Simon Gibson, Joe Wagner, Scott Luhrs, Jay Weingarten, Joe Kardon, Pedro Salinas, Willie Dynamite, Robert Vertrees, Amber Kenny, Karah Britton, Alison Tafel, David Hill, Andy Kosec, Micah Lile, Chris Putro, Kris Rubio, Jade Thom, Brodie Reed, Ryan Talmo, Kevin Lee, Kellie Ann, Jeanne Whitney, Jake Kroeger, Nikki Riordan, Tim Mars, Christian Chavez, Jake Adams, Louise Hung, Michael Donato, my Geffen peeps, all my Arclight friends, Stella friends, childhood friends and family that came out to support.

Or if you're just generally nice to me thanks. You gave me the strength to go out and bomb one more time.

Shout out to Mike Celestino's great documentary "That's Not Funny".

and finally To Claire:

For every time I called you up to moan out my discontent, only to be dissuaded from my stubborn misery because of your constant light, love, and gentle reasoning.

For those open mics you'll never be able to unsee.

I love you more than open mic comedians love pussy jokes.

And as you know, that's a hell of a lot.

[phynxrizng]

A Few Changes Coming.. .

Blessed Be and Good Morning

Yes, it's been a awhile, sorry for my neglect, it's not easy to launch a new business and a Sisterhood at the same time, infact it's been a very busy time here, I cannot believe the Sisterhood will be celebrating our One Year Birthday on Tuesday October 15th....and in that year we've truly grown, we have a very full Council, and now there's 30 members.

On October 27th we will be taking part in our very first Community Fundraiser, we will be Walking in a Breast Cancer Awareness Walk, and Cancer Support Walk, as many of you here know who follow me, I'm a two time survivor, and celebrated my 15 year Cancer Birthday on October 4th....

Do we have any Las Vegas people here who would like to walk with our team?

This event also gave birth to a new line of clothing for our group, and for this event, and a portion of the proceeds will be going towards the American Cancer Society, we're very proud of the new line as one of our Sister's designed it....and will be adding to it...I'm including the link for anyone who would like to walk with us, or donate, or purchase a shirt ....

Don't forget guy's the Making Strides for Breast Cancer Walk is swiftly approaching! If you liked to walk with us or donate please follow this link for Team GOLDEN PHOENIX

Also if you'd like visit Spirited on Teespring to get your official Team Golden Phoenix Wear! Portion of proceeds will be donated to the fundraiser!

Follow this link :: https://teespring.com/stores/spirited-2

Join with Survivors and Families of Survivors. In Honor & Reverence of those who fought and passed on and those who still fight!

Thank you for your Support!

Well part of what I wanted got here I'll try and get the link for the walk up for you as well, our Mistress of Communication, is going to soon be liknking our Sisterhood site this site, for this who might be interested in what's happening there and vise versa....we are also working on becoming a non profit, so we can have our own fund raisers to help battered and homeless women within our community...

So as you can see, we are making strives, and will be growing even further in our second year....

I want to wish you all a Blessed Autumn and Season of the Witch, this is our time to step up and step out, and show our Communities that we are a valid asset to the community, show that we care, that we are Healers, Supporters, Activists for Nature, Animals, and good causes, set good examples, and when I he word Witch is spoken it's no longer thought of as a green faced hag, evil dooer, but as a Pilar of the Community, who deserves respect for their wisdom, and help....

I've always said here let your Goddess show, let your lights shine and promote love and kindness, it's about COEXHISTING , there is no one set path all paths are right, it's what works for you, but there is one KEY INGREDIENT to all living in peace, and that my friends is RESPECT, show respect for others and their path...especially if you want yours respected and accepted, set the example....

Soon, Samhain will be here, our Witche's New Year, this is our time to start new, to Shine, so make your resolutions, spend time with the Ancestor's, meditate, and make the next year truly THE YEAR OF THE WITCH! By setting a good example and sharing your light...

Have a Magical Day!

In Love and Light,

PHYNXRIZNG