#taz Boston

[lithiumseven]

Taako tells Angus he’s proud of him and takes 10 psychic damage

[podcastgirlsweek]

If you exist in an audio drama long enough, you are probably going to get cloned. It's two characters for the price of one! But if you had to face off with your double, there's a definitely range in threat levels.

[thelensofyashunews]

2024 XXL FRESHMAN RICH AMIRI SHARES NEW SINGLE "KEEP IT COOL" (W/ INTERNET MONEY)

Following his hit track “ONE CALL” (675M streams) going Platinum this week, Rich Amiri, the recently announced 2024 XXL Freshman, joins forces with Internet Money for new single "KEEP IT COOL". The track arrives alongside the announcement that he'll be embarking on a 12-date headlining European tour this fall. A highly-anticipated release thanks to its viral TikTok snippet, "KEEP IT COOL" is an energetic track that blends Rich Amiri's full-toned vocals with a glitchy trap instrumental courtesy of Internet Money production masterminds Synthetic and Sharkboy. The song stamps the third release following the success of the rapper's breakthrough album Ghetto Fabulous and “ONE CALL”, which marked his debut on the Billboard Hot 100 chart.

An artist who cut his teeth in the online DIY scene while still in high school, Rich Amiri signed a joint venture with Internet Money/10K after initially making waves with projects For the Better and Evolution, the latter of which was highlighted by the Lil Tecca-featuring “Poppin” (20M Streams). Now fresh off a US headlining tour that saw him perform five sold-out shows, a trip to New York for Fashion Week, and electric appearances at Rolling Loud California and Lyrical Lemonade's Summer Smash, Rich Amiri is continuing his hot streak with tracks like “MADONNA & RIHANNA” (17M+ Streams) and "OUT MY MIND". Making waves with his futuristic blend of soul, trap, and R&B, Rich Amiri is laying the groundwork for a monster 2024 with "KEEP IT COOL" (w/ Internet Money) as he prepares to release a new album later this year.

[abyssaldyke]

The Unwanted Guest was pretty good but. The line about Gideon being "the protagonist" has me foaming at the mouth. She was. She literally was. If Taz Muir ever sets foot in Boston Massachusetts I will hunt her down like a truffle

[libraryofneith]

Out of Mind - Chapter 9 (Joel Miller x Female Reader)

@hiroikegawa @evyiione @orcasoul @taz-97

*mrs weasley voice* Where HAVE you been?!!!! I know I know I'm sorry for my prolonged absence. I'm in my last year of uni, applying for post grads when all I really wanna do is write about our fav baby girl Joel Miller. If ever this happens again, which it probably will, worst luck I promise I've not abandoned you! I'm loving writing this fic and have big plans for new ones. Huge thank you to everyone who has liked and messaged me, assuring me that I have not been forgotten.

If anyone else wants to be the first to know when this fic is updated let me know and I'll add you to the taglist.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

Summary: As you and Joel make the trade, your trust in him is stretched to its limits.

Warnings: [whole fic is 18+ minors DNI], it puts its age in the bio or it gets the block button, cursing, graphic descriptions of violence, attempted sexual assault, i'm going to put *** at the beginning and ending of any descriptions of sexual violence so you can avoid if necessary, Joel is still a dick, not me getting mad at him for things I made him do.

"you know I'd never let them hurt you."

"Do I?"

You

An icy wind startled you awake. The tip of your nose and cheeks had frozen where they'd been poking out of your sleeping bag in the night. You blew into your hands and tried to rub some warmth back into them, careful not to move the rest of your body or you'd wake Joel who was pressed up behind you.

You'd split the first few nights out of Boston, one of you resting while the other kept watch, but soon exposure to the elements had rendered caution impossible and you'd been forced to sleep at the same time, swaddled under both of your sleeping bags, desperate bodies clinging onto each other for warmth. Most nights you could feel Joel fighting to stay awake, body tensing up every time you started to relax until you hissed at him to quit it. Whether it was for fear of being attacked or refusal to accept any comfort from you was hard to tell.

Your body stilled as Joel shifted against you and you felt a familiar poke in your lower back. It had become something of a wake-up call recently, gently poking you awake on the rare occasions that Joel slept longer than you. It was a sensation with which you were familiar and you kept reminding yourself that it happened to a lot of people in your current situation and it didn't mean anything. Still, as a long, low moan rumbled in your ear you couldn't help but wonder which mystery woman was plaguing Joel's dreams currently. Tess? A ghostly apparition from his past? Or maybe, just maybe, you'd managed to worm your way into his sub-conscious. But you quickly scoffed at the thought. If Joel had any dreams involving you they probably involved wringing your neck.

Joel

She was in his dreams. Again. He always clutched her to him as if he already knew how she would slip away when he woke up. That was the worst part - spending his dreams coiled around her, nose in her hair, arms wrapped around her body, thrusting his hips, searching desperately for release - then waking up still embracing her but having to tear himself away, thanking whatever heartless God existed that she was such a heavy sleeper.

He pried himself away from her warmth, trying not to notice the way she immediately started shivering without him, prodding her until she woke.

"Time to get up."

"Mfff" was all the response he got.

"C'mon move your lazy ass."

"Go away."

"God, you would sleep all day if I let you. Gotta be the worst smuggler I ever seen." That got her up.

"How much further?"

"Not long, we should be able to reach em before sundown. Now remember when we're in negotiations…"

"You do the talking, I decorate the background."

"I know, Tess told me." Joel grimaced.

"What you do is try to be invisible. These folk don't play nice."

He would've much rather done this on his own but Tess insisted he needed back-up. He'd told her before that Ciara was her responsibility, not his, that she would be the only person to blame if she got hurt, but they both knew that was bullshit.

"You ready?" If she was rattled, she didn't show it, just nodded.

Unfortunately for them, Joel's estimations were exact: it was barely afternoon by the time they got to Marcus's camp. Guards frisked them at the perimeter, he noticed that one of them lingered a little longer than was necessary over her and he had to resist the urge to punch him.

"Let's go."

You

As you made your way through the camp, you had a distinct feeling of de ja vu. You hadn't encountered a group like this since before you came to Boston, after which you swore you'd never put your fate in someone else's hands again, fat lot of good that did. Now you felt like a fish swimming into a net.

This Marcus reminded you too much of Robert, except while Robert needed to hire bruisers to do his punching, this guy looked more than capable of striking his own blows. He gave a curt nod to Joel then his eyes turned to you and there was a cruel glint.

"See you've traded Tess in for a younger model." Joel cast you a furtive glance, but said nothing.

"You got what's ours?"

"We have what we promised" Joel responded, producing the collection of guns and ammo you and Tess had filched from the FEDRA base. At the time you'd been pleased to put your skills in climbing and creeping to use but now you didn't like the idea of giving this guy weapons. When you'd asked Tess what he was going to do with it, she rolled her eyes and said "Some light gardening. What do you think?"

"It's still mine till I decide otherwise." But he opened the trunk at his feet revealing a treasure trove of tea, coffee and batteries. You struggled to keep the greed off your face and you could see that Joel was doing the same.

You'd told yourself that everyone needed tools to survive and it was up to him what he used them for, not you. But now, as you looked at Marcus, you could see the faces of everyone you'd ever lost flashing before your eyes.

"It's all there" Joel said as Marcus rifled through the assortment of weaponry.

"Sure seems that way, but now I'm wondering if this is an entirely fair trade."

"It's not. We're giving you FEDRA level weapons in return for batteries n bullshit. You know as well as I do Marcus, that you're robbin' us blind."

"Might seem that way to you, all tucked away in that cosy QZ, but what's the feeling of a gun at your side compared to the feeling of a woman underneath?" Suddenly, you could feel the eyes of every man in the camp on you.

"What're you suggesting?"

"Give me n' my boys a turn with your slice and we'll walk away happy customers."

"C'mon Miller, don't be greedy. We ain't seen a woman in months."

There was a horrible silence. You couldn't hear anything but the ringing in your ears. Finally, Joel replied: "I don't share."

"Probably cos you scared em all away."

"Listen, I promise we'll give her back the same way we found her, more or less. I'll even throw in a few packs of cigarettes we got off a trespasser a while back. Been saving them for a special occasion."

The men were closing in on all sides now, like walls sealing themselves.

"How many packs?" Your stomach dropped.

"Three."

"Show me." Marcus produced the cigarettes with a flourish.

"J-Joel" you managed to stammer out.

"Shut up" Joel glared at you. "Unless you want a repeat of what happened in Austin."

Austin. That was his signal. Loosely translated, it meant trust me, even though things seem shit at the moment, I've got a plan. You have to trust me. And you did. At least, you thought you did.

Joel turned back to Marcus as you cowered behind him.

"At least lemme look at the merchandise."

Marcus beckoned him forward as you could feel his men shepherding you to their side of the camp. You felt a brush on the small of your back and you flinched, looking behind you, but all you could see was a sea of smirking faces.

You watched carefully as Joel went through the trunk. In a flash, you could see a glint of metal. Bullets. Joel must've stashed some in his coat pocket or sleeve. You glanced around, waiting for shouts of alarm or gunfire, but none came. Then Joel was looking at you, just for a second then back at Marcus, and you could see what he saw: under his jacket, a knife strapped to his belt, and a pretty hefty one. Could tear you a new one, or him.

Joel shut the trunk and stood.

"It's all here. I'll be back for her at midnight?"

"Done."

"You two boys escort our friend out of camp, I get first go."

"Right well, enjoy."

You cast one last glance over your shoulder as two huge men prodded Joel with their guns, leading him away from you, as Marcus placed a beefy hand on your shoulder and led you away from him.

*** You swallowed your tears, refusing to give this man the credit of seeing you cry, repeating to yourself, please help me to be brave, please help me to be brave.

"Alright sweetcheeks that's far enough." Bile rose in your throat as his hand forced your head down, pushing you onto your knees. You didn't want to look at him but he grabbed your chin, tilting your head up.

"This'll go a lot easier for you if you don't fight back. I'd hate to return you broken to my associate. That's just bad business."

His shout was cut off by you sticking your fist in his mouth. Teeth pierced your skin but you didn't flinch. You just grinned and said

You said nothing, just nodded and started to unbuckle his belt. You ignored his hand stroking your hair in a disgusting display of tenderness and focused on your task until it came loose. You met his eyes one last time, smiled, then stuck his knife into his groin.

Marcus groaned pitifully and collapsed. Before you could finish the job, you heard the rattling of gunfire and you took off back towards the camp where you could see Joel, having grabbed one of the men's guns, shooting his way through Marcus's men. Unfortunately one man he hadn't accounted for was sneaking up on his left side. Not his left side.

"this'll go a lot easier for you if you don't fight back", sticking the knife into his side.***

The man barrelled into him and had his hands around his throat.

"Let go asshole!" You screamed, plunging the knife into his throat before he had a chance to obey your order.

Joel stared up at you with bulging eyes as you pulled him up, then you both dove behind a crate as shots rang out all around.

"You go left, I go right."

"Real smart thinking giving these douchebags guns" you quipped, but Joel ignored you, responding:

*** You nodded, then edged to your left as Joel drew their gunfire away. It was criminally easy to put your knife through the first two guys but as you grabbed the third one and slit the blade across his throat, you felt a fist closing in your hair and yanking you back. You tried to scream for Joel but another hand clamped over your mouth. You thrashed wildly but to no avail, whoever it was had you in a complete grip. Then you were going flying, hitting the ground with a grunt and feeling your arms and legs pinned as you stared, in horror, at the face of Marcus, covered in blood but still very much alive.

"Guess you shoulda finished me when you had the chance instead of running to help your boyfriend."

"Get off me!" You yelled, turning your face away, the only part of your body you could still move.

Then a single shot tore through the air and Marcus let out a gut wrenching roar above you. Two hands appeared on his arms, ripping him off of you. You remained on the ground, gazing up at the tree tops until a familiar face came into view, tufts of grey and black beard matted with blood.

"I'm gonna enjoy this so much more." You looked around wildly. The sound of gunfire had stopped but you couldn't see Joel, just trees above you.***

"Joel." He helped you up, keeping a firm but not ungentle grip as you swayed in the breeze. The sound of a groan brought you back to reality. Marcus was squirming on the ground like a fish on dry land. A gun was pressed into your hand.

"He's all yours." Marcus whined as you approached.

"No wait, please I didn't mean it, take what you want, let me go, I'm sorry, I won't ever do it again, please…"

You steadied your hand and aimed for his forehead.

"This'll go a lot easier for you if you don't fight back" and you pulled the trigger.

"Are you hurt?" You gazed at Joel who was looking at you with concern. You threw your head back and laughed.

"Am I HURT?!" With a scream that you didn't even realise you were capable of making, you launched yourself at Joel, punching and kicking blindly, shouting "are you hurt? Are you hurt? ARE YOU HURT?"

Joel caught your fists.

"I'm sorry, it was the only thing I could think of." You kept kicking him. "I had to get their guard down and get them separated from their leader." You kicked him doubly hard in the shin. "Ow, stop, you know I'd never let them hurt you."

"Do I?" You screamed, "DO I KNOW THAT?"

Joel held your gaze as your voice echoed throughout the forest. You were suddenly, painfully aware of the death that surrounded you.

"We need to get out of here." You tore yourself away from him and started searching blindly for your pack."

Joel jumped, then followed you as you ran out of the camp.

"Ciara…"

"NOW!"

[xxxjarchiexxx]

something jarring about chronic loneliness and isolation is that i cry when a crowd of people are excited about something, whether i'm there or not. like to an embarrassing degree. like i was at the boston 2022 taz hootenanny show and when they started singing and got the audience to sing along i almost started crying. meeting emos in vegas on the strip monorail who also were going to the cancelled festival was like a lifechanging level of community to me. i don't live a sad life, i have friends and a husband and pets and up until very recently a fulfilling job, and i'm close with my family! but i'm very isolated from community and groups or anything and most of those things are far away from me, so any semblance of this feeling is like a spiritual experience for me honestly? like i think seeing the eras tour movie made me a better person genuinely. idk if any of this is something other people experience but i feel it a lot and want to know if i'm alone i guess! i don't care much if i am, i get a lot out of the feeling and until i have more community irl i will continue to do so, but idk i guess i wonder if this is #relatable

[cobalt-knave]

TAZ Steeplechase #38

OH GOD THEY MADE A HARDLIGHT KRYSTAL WITH A K

FREE HER!

FREEEEEEEEEEEEEE HERRRRRRR

"Try it with more downward inflection. We are on EARTH." "We are on EARTH."

"He is our navigator." interesting

"Are any of them bigger than Beef?" "Nobody's bigger than Beef, Trav."

Aggressive page flipping

"I'm not the brightest most scientifically minded guy in even this group--" "I would say you are the least!"

the description of watching your sibling play video games that they never give you a real turn with is real XD

SHOEBOX YES SHLEBETHANY BITCH RIGGINS

"If you're nasty!" "I'm not!"

I love Shoebox

"Oh that old slut? He's pointless." The nanofather... that old slut...

"Porque no los dos?"

"I've got a gun! I'll give you this gun."

"You are the worst, and I literally cannot stop thinking about you."

"It's Shoebox's world. We're just living in it."

"You get it. There's stairs." zoox cameo

"You can tell he's a guard because he has a ... KNIFE." KNIFE JUSTIN YES RETURN OF THE KING WAIT NO HE'S THE OTHER JUSTIN FROM EPHEMERA RETURN OF THE KING

YES EPHEMERA JUSTIN LORE

I love this show so much

Knife gun as used by Justin McElroy's Justin McElroy!

New Boston....very sci fi....

"Oh it's a blog." "A...blog?" "A big log."

"So it's more of a podcast."

"Griffin just gave another picture of a pie." "And did it sweeten the pot for you, Justin?"

"I need to speak with the three of them. Alone." NANOFATHER YOU OLD SLUT IT'S GOOD TO HEAR HIS VOICE HELL YEAH

[clonerightsagenda]

Have been frantically listening to fragments of the 2 hour long Greater Boston season finale over the past several days as I have time which is reminding me of even more frantically trying to fit the 3 hour TAZ Balance finale into my start of semester grad school day packed full of meetings. At least this time I don't have to worry about my dash being buried in spoilers.

[wanderingandfound]

It's such a different era than when I first got into podcasts. No one from PNWS (The Black Tapes and TANIS), no one from ars PARADOXICA, no one from Greater Boston, were submitted. TAZ Balance did not get enough entries for preliminaries, nor did TPP Juno Steel, and I think there were three TBS submissions total. Neither Eiffel nor Hilbert from Wolf 359 were entered, nor any man from Wooden Overcoats. For the smaller podcasts, there was no one from The Far Meridian or Girl in Space or Limetown, and at the end I'm the one who slipped in Kate from The Bridge and SAYER from SAYER.

To say nothing of the tiny ones, like Hadron Gospel Hour and Station To Station and Crossing Wires (which is coming back!).

I know my perception of fandom size is very very skewed. When I first started listening to F@tT in 2017 I thought it was the second biggest AP behind TAZ, and that CR was a distant distant third. But also, I must remember that it is not 2018 anymore.

Anyways, trends are interesting, I might make this an annual thing and see what changes over time.

[ossified-hypothesis]

9 people you want to get to know better ^^

tagged by: @wuffgang-ameowdeus-moozart (thanks! 🥰)

last song: Take Me to War by The Crane Wives because I was listening to my DnD character's spotify playlist on repeat the other day and got it stuck in my head

(ok so technically I was listening to the radio last night and the last song before I turned it off was the Sinéad O'Connor cover of Nothing Compares 2 U but idk if that counts lol)

currently watching: I've barely watched any TV this summer despite my plans to finally catch up on all the shows I was neglecting during exams (sorry Shadow and Bone S2 and Warrior Nun, I will finish you one day. probably), partly because I've not been feeling like it and partly because I've been spending my time listening to various podcasts instead (namely WOE.BEGONE, Wolf 359, The Bright Sessions, The Penumbra Podcast, WTNV, Re: Dracula, Monstrous Agonies, Greater Boston, and TAZ: Steeplechase). I had been watching the latest series of The Great British Sewing Bee but the final was last week. Uhhhh I watch Countdown fairly religiously when I'm not busy in the afternoons, does that count? lol

currently reading: Again I've been in a massive reading slump this summer for some reason, although I've been keeping up with all my classic book email newsletter things (the ones for les miserables, moby dick, pride and prejudice, and dracula). Over the last week I started reading Thistlefoot by GennaRose Nethercott and resumed reading Black Water Sister by Zen Cho, and my library loan of the ebook of Across the Green Grass Fields by Seanan McGuire has just come through on my Libby app so I'll probably start that soon

oh and of course I'm reading way too many webcomics lmao

latest obsession: hmmm my concentration and energy has been a bit uhhh not great recently so don't really think I've been enjoying anthing to an obsession level per se, but I've definitely been getting back into podcasts in a big way (especially WOE.BEGONE!)

also I recently went through a period of creating really specific/niche spotify playlists, like every song I'd liked that had a person's name in the title, or adding every song I could find on spotify that had the title "worm". is that anything

tagging (no pressure oc !!) : not sure how people feel about being tagged but if you're reading this and you want to take part consider yourself tagged! I'd love to hear more about you especially if you're someone I see pop up in my notifs every now and then 🥰

[organchordsandlightning]

WIP Word Search

Tagged by @once-upon-a-reblog!

This should be fun! Let me open my little box of WIPs. Words: Eyes, Yellow, Heart, Blood, Believe

To pass it along (and obviously feel free not to participate if you’re not inclined!): @shadow0haven, @bluejayblueskies, @magnetarmadda ! Chosen words: Love, Hate, Hope, and Green!

Spoilers for TAZ Steeplechase, Malevolent, and MASH (with brief discussions of suicide/murder) under cut!

Eyes: A one-shot in the TAZ Steeplechase universe, just a little examination about the life in the day of the Steeplechase PCs working in Poppy’s Place.

“Can you imagine it, Viktrola? Posters as far as the eyes can see, hardlight constructs roaming down the street, name brand recognition –” Montrose’s gloved hand shoots out in an emphatic snap, framing the apparent utopia. “And your product in the center of it all!”

Yellow: A long casefic wherein Yang & Lester (extremely tight on money) are hired by a mysterious wealthy businessman to retrieve his two missing sons: John and Yellow. According to him, John kidnapped Yellow and fled into the night. They go undercover in Yellow’s middle school, only to realize that the case is a little more dangerous than it appears, and Hastur may not let them give up so easily.

“The older calls himself John. The younger is Yellow.” 

“Because of the hair?” Parker asked.

God knew he didn’t trust that smile. “Sure,” he said. “Because of the hair.”

“Well, you’re all Yellow.” 

“English.” It was a gentle, if cautious, warning – not the first he’d even received this week.

Heart: A mid-length fic wherein only one person can return to the Dark World -- and Arthur obviously chooses Faroe, with John sent along in her head. They wake up in the middle of snowy Boston, and immediately the young child and dark passenger immerse themselves in the occult to bring Arthur back.

That made Mister John hesitate enough for Faroe to grow suspicious. She stopped flailing her arms around and instead stood, picking a point on the wall where she imagined Mister John could be. “I’m not supposed to talk to strangers.” Even if they were Daddy’s friend.

Y-yes. Mister John seemed nervous. Yes, I’m your friend. The only fr – I’m your friend.

The danger was averted. Faroe smiled brightly, her little heart starting to settle in its chest. She wasn’t alone, was she? This was much better than having a stranger. This was Daddy’s friend, and also her friend, and everything seemed a little brighter.

Maybe not in real life, though, because it was still plenty dark. “Where are we, Mr. John?”

Blood: A mid-length fic wherein Arthur and John have found a book that will allow John to have his own body -- but it requires John to murder someone else. The anxiety John goes through about this has a profound debilitating effect on Arthur’s body, and as Arthur seemingly starts to succumb, they find themselves snowed into a cabin. With no help arriving, and nobody to blame but himself, John starts to wonder if this is where he’ll watch Arthur die.

It was a colossal, despairing idea to consider. Everything that John knew would be turned on its head. He would have his own body, something he ached for, something he needed…

And every single sensation would be new. Every single experience would be novel. He would be mortal, in nearly every sense of the word. Arthur might call him a person now, but to be a person with a body – something of his own! Something that could never be taken away. Something to tend to, something to cultivate. Something he could create into whatever he wanted.

If that was not enough to make him despair, he could only obtain that body by striking someone else down. That body would always be stained with blood.

John hadn’t been able to shake the image from his head for days. If Arthur was delirious, then John was nauseated by the very thought. He didn’t want to feel any more blood between his fingers. He didn’t want to see any more corpses. He did not want to look into anyone’s eyes and see only emptiness.

Believe: A  MASH longfic wherein, post-suicide attempt, an entirely deaf Father Mulcahy is admitted into a psychiatric institution. He withdraws within himself as the patients and staff alike don’t take the time to learn how to communicate with him -- but everything changes as his fellow squadmate Benjamin Franklin Hawkeye Pierce is admitted as a patient, and is glad to see his old friend.

And then it was all over, and Hawkeye was backing away. He was speaking – rapidly, moving so quickly that Francis couldn’t even hope to catch up. The grin hadn’t yet melted away from Hawkeye’s face, the same silly thing that prompted everyone to smile: regardless of whether or not it was funny.

Francis couldn’t tell whether it was funny. He smiled anyways.

Hawkeye, he tried to say, as firmly as he was able. My hearing isn’t what it used to be –

Ah-ha! Now, that word he understood!

Oh, Hawkeye said back at him, the smile draining from his face. Francis tried not to let himself feel his heart withering. I’m sorry, he wanted to say. Believe me, I’d like to hear your voice as much as anybody, but –

[podcastgirlsweek]

I'm sure she meant well...

It's the weekend and time for the next podcast girls poll!

Note: In order to have a robust poll with lots of options, I cast a wide net. This poll is not asserting that all these characters are morally equivalent. However, this poll is also not about rating them on that basis. It is about who you would defend anyway.

[thelensofyashunews]

Rich Amiri Announces Tour as "One Call" Continues to Climb Charts

With his effortless flexes and velvety, soulful vocals, Rich Amiri is one of the most exciting rising artists in music today. The Internet Money/10K Projects signee has a bonafide hit on his hands, with the Billboard Hot 100-charting "One Call." Capitalizing on his massive hit, which held at #60 on the Hot 100 this week, the 20-year-old artist announces the "Fabulous Tour," embarking this April.

Criss-crossing North America for 18 dates, the upcoming "Fabulous Tour" is Rich Amiri's first-ever national headlining tour. Featuring support from his fellow SoundCloud wunderkind Jaydes, the tour kicks off in Toronto, CA on April 18, passing through NYC (May 3), Atlanta (May 8), and more before ending in Los Angeles on May 23. Amiri warmed up for the tour in February with a homecoming show in his native Boston and a performance opening for his mentor Lil Tecca in New York City. Rich will join Lil Tecca on dates on four West Coast dates later this month (see below). Tickets for Rich Amiri's shows can be purchased at RichAmiri.com, while tickets for his performances opening for Lil Tecca HERE

A highlight from his late-2023 album GHETTO FABULOUS, Rich Amiri's "One Call" has become one of the biggest rap hits of 2024 so far. It made its Billboard Hot 100 debut during the week of February 10th, entering the chart at #79, and has since spent 5 weeks on the chart with a #60 peak. Produced by Rio Leyva (of Internet Money) and Zuko, the song has racked up over 100 million streams on Spotify, including over 6 million streams in the last week to reach #19 on the service's Top Songs - USA chart, plus 7.4 million views on its music video. "One Call" gained viral traction on TikTok, inspiring nearly 1 million combined video creations and peaking at #2 on Billboard's TikTok Top 50 chart. Rich Amiri recently spoke about "One Call" and his rapid rise in an interview with HYPEBEAST.

Spanning 14 tracks, GHETTO FABULOUS features some of Internet Money's most luxurious production to date–Rio Leyva takes the helm behind boards, with credits on 12 of the project's 14 tracks, welcoming contributions from IM fellows like founder Taz Taylor, Census, and ThankYouWill, plus unaffiliated associates like Zuko and maxvon. Shouldering the load with no features necessary, Amiri takes advantage of the room-enveloping production, his bellowing bass cutting through the cavernous atmosphere with commanding authority and unpredictable melodics. Beyond "One Call," the album is home to hit singles like "Ain't Nothing" (12.6 million Spotify streams), "Codeine Crazy" (5.7 million Spotify streams) and "Outta There" (5.8 million Spotify streams). GHETTO FABULOUS is available everywhere via Internet Money Records/10K Projects.

Stay tuned for more music and videos from Rich Amiri coming soon, and check him out live on March 17th at Rolling Loud California.

Buy Rich Amiri concert tickets at RichAmiri.com

[chunibyo-x-sorcerer]

"Right! Mothra's Light Cake is the best!" Daichi said with a smile. "Oh! Megumi. So Mothra's Light Cake is a chiffon cake, yeah? It's has filling between like milk cream, they said it's like Boston Cream!" Daichi tells Megumi.

"Also you gotta try the Rock Candies, those are the best candies ever." Then more growls are heard from his stomach, "Man, talking about food makes me hungry. I wonder how the others are doing.."

---- Team 2: Taz and Yuuji ---

The duo arrives at their next attraction, Kang's Adventure Climbs, a great jungle gym with trampolines, slides, a ninja course, and a huge ball pint to get kids active. It's like an indoor park that is filled with adventure.

"Woah!" She smiles as she is amazed by this.

"It is! I remember when it was on the menu when I was a kid. Of course, it was a bit spicy. It's sweet and spicy." He grins. "They also have Rodan's Volcanic Rock Candy! They pop in your mouth!" Daichi laughs.

"I heard the Mothra's Light Cake is pretty good." He smiles.

"Huh, so many different things." Megumi didn't expect that and yet, Miko remembers two of them to smile.

"I remember those. Rodan's Volcanic Rock Candy and the Light cake was delicious. I usually get two slices of it from being delicious." she smiled remembering.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Hi Miko, Has Bradley tried flirting with you again after what happened and how did Kisho feel about it?

@chunibyo-x-sorcerer

"Oh hello anon.." Miko was just giving snacks to Anaconda while resting from training. However, she sweatdrops hearing his name.

"Ummm....yes. He has. A lot of times really. He even tried flirting w..with Taz again after. This is before he got caught by the Oda members and Yuji with the boys." she mutters remembering.

~~~~~~~

Miko was doing some small chore shopping for the other girls back at the school. And picking up something for Taz. She was minding her own business even having a gift for Kisho and hopes he likes it.

However, she got stopped by someone which leads to this.

"Y..You have a problem.." Miko said nervous seeing Bradley flirting with her while happily holding her close.

"I don't have a problem! I am a genius! Besides, you really are so cute! I could just eat you up!" he giggled even if she sweatdrops. Anaconda growls at him but he looks to nuzzle her hearing a startled yelp.

"H..Hey!"

"You know you should date me! I been trying to find pretty nice girlfriends to date so...how about it. Wanna be my girl?" he said with a wink.

"U...Uhh...N..No. I don't think it would work.." she mutters.

"Huh?1? Why!?!? Do you like someone else!?" he said in shock but Miko looks away to move back.

"I..I do. But he's not ready for t..that yet and I understand that-"

"So he's a pushover then!" he said.

"H..He's not! Don't be mean!" she said even if Bradley was mad.

"Well, whatever! I'm going to have you as my girlfriend!" he said but Miko was nervous seeing him make grabby hands to her. "So how about it? Please? Your just so cute and look so cuddly! I'm begging you to be my girlfriend!" he said in ugly tears that Miko sweatdrops.

"......... "

~~~~~~~~~

"S...so I told him No. Even if he wanted to, My heart belongs t..to someone else...but he didn't like the answer..." she sweatdrops remembering.

~~~~~~~~~

"Oh no, your going to be my girl weather you like it or not!" he said grabbing her wrist to hug her but he even smiled nuzzling her. "You feel soft too." he said that he accidentally smacks her rear making Miko yelp.

"So how about that date?" he said about to kiss her only for Miko to quickly grab his arm and throw him to the ground. He twitched landing on his face that she got him in a wrestling move hold: Boston Crab.

"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWO! LET GO, LET GO, LET GO!" he cries smacking the sidewalk as Miko held him there as Anaconda was even bites his nose. "OW!"

"I'm not going ot tell you again. Leave me alone and I'm not going to date you!" she said now wrestling him as he screams like a girl.

~~~~~~~~~

"I did leave him there and went back home. However, the others were worried seeing my clothes messed up asking what happened. I told them and....well, they were shocked and not happy.....I think I told Kisho too but if not..he might know.."

[catboyjacobi]

It's been years since I've been on tumblr, but I'm back. Can I have help finding podcast people?

Like:

Magnus Archives

Wolf 359

Night Vale

Time:Bombs

TAZ (Balance, Dust, Amnesty)

King Falls AM

Want to listen:

Magnus Protocol

Greater Boston (started, but need to restart because it's been a while)

Archive 81

Stellar Firma

Moonbase Theta Out

Hello From the Hallowoods

Old Gods of Appalachia

Blacklisted:

EOS 10

Penumbra