#the throwy dude

[the-chickenshit-oddity]

i really like american football, but there's always something deeply uncomfortable about watching men collide with each other like massive fucking trucks. also i will never understand the logic of just throwing yourself right into a massive huddle of defence dudes and hoping you'll get through anyway.

[wolfawaycamp]

after the rough night ending, emma and kaitlyn go on a date post-game... but kaitlyn goes to jacob for advice.

“Alright, spill,” Jacob demands.

Perfectly in sync with the end of his sentence, he tosses the little balled up wrapper from his long-since-finished burger directly at Kaitlyn’s forehead, where it bounces off as she blinks in stunned disbelief.

“Um,” she starts, fully around a mouthful of fries, free hand flying up to make an indignant gesture at him. “The fuck??”

“Spill!” he orders again. “There’s obviously something up with you, you’re not acting right. So spill! What’s bothering you?”

“What?” Kaitlyn squawks, indignant. “I’m just not talking with my mouth full, dude!”

“You sprayed fry bits at me like ten seconds ago,” he answers, deadpan. “Try again.”

They go back and forth as such, squabbling and picking at each other in the typical manner of those with so much shared history, with Jacob pulling progressively more and more exaggerated kicked puppy-esque expressions and leaning precariously out of his chair in order to force her to look at him. And finally, his obnoxiousness pays off when Kaitlyn’s resolve snaps.

“Okay fine, stop,” she growls. “I asked Emma out!”

Silence. Then Kaitlyn winces, like the words she’d just said had a delayed register in her brain.

“Oh,” Jacob says with an indecipherable expression on his face, and that is a rattlingly unfamiliar concept to her in the face of their many years of friendship. “Um, okay.”

“Okay?!”

“What do you want me to say?!”

“I don’t know!” Kaitlyn practically shouts, throwing her hands up in the air. “I kinda expected you to start yelling at me or something!”

Jacob’s brows pinch, a deeply unhappy look on his face as he suddenly drops his gaze back down to the tabletop. He starts picking at a napkin with his nails, making tiny little tears in the paper.

“I’m not gonna yell at you,” he mutters, eyes rolling. “I don’t want to yell at you, Kaity..”

She huffs, slumping back down into her own seat like all the wind left her sails, disarmed by his unexpected reaction.

“I mean… it would be kind of justified? Kinda feel like I’m trampling on a cardinal friendship rule right now..? No dating your friend’s exes and all that… and I knew you first–”

“Is it dating?” he asks, and he looks up with sudden focus. “Not just a… a fling or whatever?”

“I mean, yeah,” Kaitlyn shrugs. “I asked her out as a date date, like the first of many hopefully so..?”

The boy’s lips quirk, a tiny little hint of a smile breaking free. All it does is make Kaitlyn feel more conflicted, and more confused. She’s been privately plagued by battling feelings of excitement vs guilt and a thousand things somewhere in between, for the whole week she managed to keep this news an unintentional secret from Jacob… in the sense that she had never purposefully chosen to hide it from him, but she had certainly done her best to avoid having to break the news until now.

“Kaitlyn,” he said, with an odd and uncharacteristically serious look on his face, before he just started squinting at her. “I can’t believe I’m saying this to you of all people but I don’t own Emma you know—”

“Yeah no shit, shut the fuck up you little—”

They both cut off abruptly, Jacob laughing as this time it’s his turn to dodge a balled up burger wrapper, and despite the emotional weight on her shoulders Kaitlyn can’t help but grin as she settles back into her seat. As the laughter finally fades out, leaving them again in an uncertain silence, Kaitlyn starts drumming her knee under the table as the worry comes rushing back.

“Seriously though, Jake,” she says. “Are you actually cool with this happening or are you just pretending you are to spare my feelings?”

“And here I thought you didn’t have those,” Jacob snarks — a vain attempt at deflection — then winces as her foot collides with his shin. “OW, Jesus Kaitlyn I thought we had an agreement that you wouldn’t do that anymore with the steel toes on!”

“Be honest!”

“Okay, okay, fine!” Jacob exclaims, throwing his hands up. “It stings a little bit, yeah!”

Kaitlyn wilts ever so slightly in her chair.

“But,” he says quickly, before she has a chance to cut in. “You’ve been my friend for like, my entire life. And.. and I’d like to think Em and I were friends first and friends again now, and I’d kinda like it if you both stuck around. So… yeah, it stings but I’ll get over it.”

He shrugs a little, like his answer is the only option that makes sense, and not blowing Kaitlyn’s mind slightly.

“That… is remarkably mature of you,” she squints suspiciously. “Have you been reading self help books, or–”

“Shut up before I dump this ketchup on you, bitch.”

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Anon I've been sitting on this for SO LONG but I just couldn't ever get to a point of her asking for advice without it feeling forced, I'm sorry! Hope you still enjoyed what I came up with <3

[dogbunni]

dude your nendou HCs?? on fucking point.

anyway!! if you'd like to: nedou and saiki! friendship hcs!

OUGH friendship hcs??? let's see

[sits bolt upright as my eyes start flickering and emitting light] [several nendo&saiki headcanons are projected onto the wall]

-nendo is an extreme extrovert and saiki is an extreme introvert. now we've all heard of extrovert/introvert friendships and how the extrovert adopts the introvert and yes absolutely nendo did adopt saiki but also get this: nendo is an extrovert who struggles to make friends. he is loud and crude and not super smart and most people find him a little off-putting. saiki on the other hand is an introvert with an insanely high stat in charisma for no fucking reason and most definitely against his will. people are drawn to him despite his best efforts to push them away. therefore nendo and saiki are the dream team. they compliment each other. nendo's unlikeability keeps the normals well away from saiki, whereas saiki's baffling magnetism attracts the weirdos not put off by nendo's nendoness. nendo finally has the friendship group of his dreams, and saiki gets his likeability score tanked every time nendo calls him "pal". incredible.

-theyve been friends long enough now that they can do that weird BFFL thing where they can finish each others sentences and guess pretty accurately each others train of thought. this caused a crisis for saiki bc for a minute he thought nendo actually could read his mind.

-when I say saiki can pretty accurately guess what nendo is thinking I mean that nendo is pretty much always thinking about ramen

-nendo however will have real conversations with saiki where saiki says nothing. not even with his telepathy. nothing. nendo just knows through BFFL magic what saiki would say. saiki loves this, despite being a bit scared that nendo is always right on the money

-sometimes saiki indulges nendo's weird impulsive thoughts. they're both teenage boys. saiki is repressed, but also a silly little guy at heart. he has pushed nendo down a very steep hill in a shopping cart, while nendo stood upright in it, T-posing and screaming the whole way. he fell out and split his lip on the pavement.

-they play saiki's weird bargain bin games together. you can't convince me that they don't.

-they absolutely bully each other and yes it is a love language. sometimes you just need to tell your best friend that he is ugly and a freak of nature and that is okay <3

-they clown on saiki's dad together. saiki likes the challenge of pranking kuniharu without using his powers. nendo just likes seeing kuniharu suffer

-they once bought up every single coffee jelly for miles and then had a taste testing tournament involving a sticker chart to find the best coffee jelly factoring in best quality for money. granted, saiki did a lot of the heavy lifting for this one, but nendo enjoyed putting stickers onto the chart. it holds the record for the most saiki has ever smiled in one day

-once kusuke came over and tried to pull some bullshit while they were hanging out and they just looked at each other and then started throwing shit at him. like;

kusuke: KUSUO I HAVE COME TO EN-

kusuo: (throws TV remote at his head)

kusuke: TO ENGAGE YOU IN-

nendo: (throws a half eaten sandwich at his head)

kusuke: IN A BATTLE OF W-

kusuo: (throws a water bottle at his head)

kusuke: OF WITS- STOP THROWI-

nendo: (throws his chair at his head)

this only ended bc kuniharu thought it looked fun and tried to join in. they then started throwing things at him instead.

-nendo got them matching "I LOVE MY BEST FRIEND" t shirts. saiki has never worn his and never will but nendo wears his fucking constantly

-saiki retaliated by getting t-shirts that said "IM WITH STUPID" and "IM STUPID" on them. jokes on him tho bc nendo loves that shirt too.

[bixy]

Man the third map in Hades is SO pretty but also very challenging lmao

[pandawritespoorly]

With Time: Deleted Scenes - End of 27/Beginning of 28

Author’s Note: I was really cruel with how I was going to end the chapter originally. Chloe saved you guys.

Chapter Summary: I forgot Chloe still attended Dupont when I first wrote this. Oops.

Adrien is exiting the classroom last. He can’t remember what’s next on his schedule, but regardless of what it is it loses priority the moment he feels it.

Marinette is in trouble.

She’s not as stressed as she has been before, but that doesn’t comfort him because he can tell she’s nearing hibernation.

He needs to find her.

Where is she?

What’s happening?

She should be home by now. What could possibly-

His heart sinks as he exits the school. Alix and Kim are hurling insults and snowballs towards the bakery.

Towards Marinette, who is swaying where she stands.

Alya seems to be joining.

“Stop!” he needs to get to her, he needs to get to her, heneedstogettoher-

Alya and Nino hold him back, “Hey, man, it’s fine. You don’t hafta’ keep up the act anymore-” “Please-”

“Jeez, she’s really got you all wrapped up? Don’t worry Adrien, Marinette can’t hurt you anymore. We won’t let her.” Alya attempts to comfort him.

“What?” “This is a great solution actually. This way it looks like you’re on her side, but you don’t actually have to help that brat.” Alya continues, “Keep pretending that you’re trying to help, and she can’t get mad at you.”

“No no no-” She’s hibernating right there. She’s fallen over and is lying in the snow and they’re still throwing snowballs at her no nonononono-

“Dude, calm down. It’s okay. Just breathe.” Nino frowns at Adrien’s clear panic, and the two lead him inside worriedly, away from Marinette.

Aurore passes him on the stairs, noticing the scene before her and hurrying to the bottom.

He can’t see right, It’s been snowing all day, and the temperature is far lower than it normally is in February. She’s right there.

“Hey Sunshine, you’re looking a little pale.” Alya frowns.

“I- I- I need to use the bathroom.” for once he’s grateful how easy it is for him to play the part of ‘perfectly fine’. Though it’s not exactly convincing at the moment.

“Alright, but I’ll wait outside.” Nino looks concerned.

Alya waves goodbye, off to take Lila her homework for the day. She was absent today for whatever reason, but Adrien really doesn’t care why.

He shuts himself in a stall, shaking. Nino is outside so he can’t transform or even talk to Plagg.

Marinette is outside and she’s hibernating and she’s still in the snowandhecan’tgettoherand-

Plagg interrupts his thoughts by handing him his phone silently. Adrien stares at it blankly.

This can’t get him to Marinette.

This won’t wake her up.

How long has she been asleep now? It’s-

Plagg pokes him, unlocking the phone and opening his messages, looking at Adrien meaningfully.

He doesn’t understand, only staring blankly while his brain tries to catch up. Finally he connects the dots.

  Hug This Boy: guys

Hug This Boy: plese

Hug This Boy: shes otside

Hug This Boy: i cant get to her

  Kid Mime: slow down

Kid Mime: whats happening

  Hug This Boy: they wont let me

Hug This Boy: i need to

  Melodie: Adrien, what’s wrong?

  Hug This Boy: i cant

Hug This Boy: shes fell ovr

Hug This Boy: shes rite there

  The Mom Friend: r u ok?

The Mom Friend: breath

  Hug This Boy: they were throwi snwobals and she fell is ben swing alday

  Felix: Adrien, you need to breathe. What is happening?

  Kid Mime: did something happen to mari?

Kid Mime: were all on our way wats going on

  Hug This Boy: ses hiberning an she sill ousdie a tey won let me

Hug This Boy: help her lila isn even here

  Melodie: Marinette is sleeping outside because someone threw snowballs at her and your classmates won’t let you help her?

Hug This Boy: ye

Hug This Boy: s

  Kid Mime: well be their soon u need 2 breath itll be ok

  Adrien doesn’t respond, he’s shaking too much and they know now so there’s no reason. It’s honestly a miracle that they were able to decipher anything intelligible from that mess. He can’t focus well because the longer he’s separated, the harder it is for him to keep himself from transforming - Nino or no Nino - so that he can just get to her.

She shouldn’t be outside this long in the snow.

She’s been hibernating too long.

Too long and too far from him.

It’s one thing when she was at Fu’s place, where the Guardian can keep her from going too far, but alone? She needs to be near other miraculouses to keep from slipping too far, but she needs to be near him to wake up.

It’s been too long.

What if she doesn’t wake up?

  -chapter break-

  This isn’t how they planned on spending their day. They’d all just seen Marinette, and now the four of them are hurrying to the bakery.

“Why aren’t her parents doing something?” Allegra asks.

“Maybe they are? Adrien didn’t seem like he was in any condition to elaborate.”

“He didn’t respond. Do you think he’s okay? How long has Marinette been outside? Do you think she-” Allan isn’t handling this much better.

“I am sure that things will turn out fine.” Felix assures.

It doesn’t take much longer for them to arrive. They don’t see her immediately.

Instead, they see a black haired boy in red and a blonde girl in blue crouched near the bakery’s side door.

Crouched above Marinette, seemingly trying to help her up - either to be standing or awake, they aren’t picky.

“Marinette!”

At Allegra’s call, the two strangers look up.

“You’re all here for Mari?” The blonde questions.

“Yes.” Allan says, approaching his friend.

“I hope one of you has a key, her parents are out today and she must have dropped hers. It’s locked. We would have taken her inside the school but…” She trails off, looking at them meaningfully.

The group nods, and Claude produces a key. Allan and Allegra move her inside, and Felix and Claude remain outside to talk to the pair.

“Will you b-be able to handle this?” the boy lacks the self-assured tone of the girl.

Felix nods, and the two strangers part ways.

Felix starts to go upstairs, but pauses when Claude remains in the doorway.

“Is everything alright, Claude?”

“Yeah. Go on up, give me a minute.”

Felix nods, and goes to join the others upstairs.

Claude steps outside and shuts the door carefully behind them.

He crosses the street purposefully, entering the school before he realizes he doesn’t know where he’s going. 

That is easily solved by asking someone - not one of them of course - for directions. He’s guessing at best, but at the worst he’ll just have to try another place.

He knows he’s in the right area when he sees a boy standing against a wall, scrolling through his phone.

Red cap, check. Headphones, check.

It’s Nino.

Claude doesn’t bother to say anything as he enters the bathroom.

“Adrien? Are you here?” They speak quietly, not wanting to startle him.

There’s a pause, then, “C-Claude?”

Adrien pushes a door open, looking pale and shaky. They really can’t blame him, considering all that has transpired.

“Marinette is inside.” The relief is clear on his face. Not that he’s no longer worried, but Adrien is comforted some by that statement.

“O-okay. You could have texted me.”

Claude shakes his head, “I’m here to bring you to the bakery. I don’t know how long you can stay, but with how you were panicking earlier, you really need to see Mari.”

“I have to see her. She needs me.”

Clause gets the feeling there’s more meaning behind that than they know, but doesn’t press. He gently helps Adrien to a standing position and leads him outside.

Nino doesn't even notice.

Once they’re outside, the two don’t slow in the slightest. Adrien is faster than he looks, and is clearly trying to keep from leaving Claude behind while simultaneously trying to get to his friend as quickly as possible.

The living room is empty, so they hurry up the stairs to Marinette’s room. Felix, Allegra, Allan, and Marinette have somehow all managed to fit onto Marinette’s bed, where the girl in question has blankets piled on top of her.

Allan looks a little shaky, and Claude rests their hand on his shoulder when they have climbed up.

As soon as Adrien has seated himself next to Marinette he breathes an audible sigh of relief. 

Allegra gives him a hug, “Marinette isn’t the only one who needs comfort.”

He doesn’t respond, still working on steadying his breathing. She’ll be fine now that he’s here, but it isn’t ideal. He isn’t sure if she will leave hibernation, let alone wake up without contact.

He can’t exactly take her out from the blankets to cuddle her without the others saying something.

Still, he’s here now. He’s here, and she’s here and they’re back together. Everything will be fine. 

They stay as long as they can, but there’s no escaping the fact that they have to go home eventually. They tell her parents what had happened, and Adrien puts warm things on Marinette’s head when no one is looking so that when they do try to feel for a temperature, that’s what they’ll think it is.

Just a fever.

He can’t have them take her to the hospital. She’d never wake up then, and the chaos that would result from that…

It wouldn’t be pretty.

He hates that she’s been hibernating this long. At least he’s been close for most of that time. Not close enough to bring her out entirely, but he’s fairly certain she’s a little better.

Maybe.

Slightly.

He hopes.

Now he’s got to leave. He can feel the stress return the moment he turns his back on her.

[2twopiid]

2cum guy need2 two 2top 2ayiing he doe2n’t have an a22. dude, you’re throwiing u2 normal a22ed 2olluxe2 under the proverbiial bu2.

[a22hole]

seaker replied to your post: seaker replied to your post: ...

Dude. I was obviously joking when I told you to fight me. I even backed down on my joking fight proposition, but you chased after that shit like your small village had been wracked by a fight famine. It’s just banter. Chill.

ii mean you have two under2tand the cultural diifference2 between human2 and troll2. when a troll tell2 another troll two fiight them iit2 never really a joke. 2ure ii can 2ee that now but at the moment the joke, combiined wiith your previiou2ly aggre22iive 2eemiing 2tatement2 made iit 2eem liike you really wanted two piick a fiight.

iim not goiing two apologiize here but iim ju2t 2ayiing that giiven the diifference2 you 2hould probably be careful wiith who you go around throwiing joke propo2al2 two. even iif one of my clo2e friiend2 told me two fiight them ii probably would be ready two actually get up and do iit and iim not even that viiolent of a guy. 

[crowned-ladybug]

So I saw The Greatest Showman yesterday and it was fuckin Amazing but also tonight I'm lowkey craving a Marvelsepticeye circus AU Like, Marvin and Chase are best bros and work at a circus, Marvin as a magician and Chase as a knife throwy dude. Jackie is just a guy who has a mad crush on the cute magician guy whose name he barely even knows but he winked at him once and now he goes to see every performance he can just to see him (but he's too shy to do anything beyond that). Don't think Marvin doesn't notice, bc ofc he does, and Chase teases him about it bc admittedly Marvin wouldn't say no to a date if that cute guy asked. It's a habit of theirs to peek at the audience through the curtains before a performance to see if Marvin's shy admirer is there so that they can laugh about it and Marvin knows which way to maybe shoot some flirty looks Chase will later give him shit for. But nothing else happens bc Jackie is too shy, Marvin won't just run after a random guy just bc he stares at him a lot, and Chase is too amused to play wingman. But then there's an accident when Marvin is practising his magic, or maybe the circus gets burned down like in the movie. Marvin is badly hurt and is taken to a clinic where Dr Schneeplestein is head doctor, who coincidentally just happens to be Jackie's best bud and Jackie just happens to volunteer at the clinic a lot. Jackie gets a lot of painful feelings he doesn't know how to deal with seeing Marvin in a hospital bed all bandaged up and barely alive. Marvin wakes up first sooner than expected and the first person he sees is Jackie changing sheets on the bed next to his. And he's so fucking loopy and he just grins bc "Wow I'm definitely dead and there's cute guys in Heaven", to which Jackie tells him "With all your flirty looks and whatnot wouldn't you think you'd be in Hell instead?" and Marvin shoots back "No one's gone to Hell before just for flirting, darlin'" and Jackie laughs. Marvin asks Jackie's name now that they've run into each other like this, and they just end up talking with Jackie sitting at the foot of Marvin's bed. There's a lot of joking around, and shitty flirting on Marvin's part, and Marvin is too tired to talk for long but they have fun. Jackie gets a big scolding from Schneep for exhausting Marvin and breaking codes abandoning his work and just sitting down to talk with him without alerting anyone else that he's awake. So now with paying more attention, Jackie still comes around a lot and meets Chase too, and him and Marvin actually fall in love and go out and Chase still finds it hilarious. Jackie still goes to every show he can, but mostly now he's watching through the curtains and waiting backstage to proudly kiss Marvin once he's done with his number and tell him how amazing he was out there.

[bayareagraffiti1er]

Yo a huuuge happy birthday to my dude @enordwt u old fart! Go troll him lol #Enor #DWT #graffiti #grafflife #graff #tag #taggin #burner #piece #art #streetart #bayareagraffiti #mtn #montana #SFgraff #rusto #Krylon #instagraff #aerosolart #ironlak #graffporn #throwie #WeLoveBombing

[danikaarndt]

throwie #drawing #sketch #sketchbook #2017 #drawings #sketching #sketch #danikaarndt #doodle #illustration #illustrationoftheday #sketchoftheday #scribble #dude #arni #salami #cheek #throwie #grafik #gestaltung #hamburg #doodleart #funnyfaces #inspiration #design

[evlrabid]

I just posted this image to show you the work by Os Gemeos (dude on the left). But few followers noted one more celebrity present here. It might be that a simple tag above the door was left by 10FOOT, a legendary graffiti maker from London. Or not? Things get a bit misty here. The guy was sentenced to 2 years in prison in 2010 for his graffiti activities. He was especially known for his acts against rising forms of legal graffiti. And I was not able to find any info about him after he was released. So either this tag is very old or it was made by someone who decided to continue the works of punished graffiti legend. Well, in any case, it makes a nice story, right? If you know anything more, add your version. . . . . . . . . #vilnius #graffiti #urbanart #graff #vilniusgraffiti #streetart #urbex #tagsandthrows #tagging #tags #story_of_vilnius_graffiti #wallart #graffitiartist #graffitilegends #londongraffiti #graffart #urban #urbanlegend #instagraff #graf #throwie #arteurbana #artderue #arteurbano #citywalk #streets #osgemeos #10foot (at Vilnius, Lithuania)

[freespiritk21-blog]

Went back to outline the throwie dude 🐸🐸 wonder how long till someone cover the throws already' 💁 is why the freewallzz there. (at Edmonton, Alberta)

[wait-what-no-way]

Interview with EGOR IMOK

What’s happening dude? How has life been?

Pretty good for the most part. Working a lot, paying the bills, getting some spritzing in whenever I get the chance.

So why EGOR? How did that name come about?

Well growing up as a kid I watched a lot of Mel Brooks movies. Young Frankenstein was one of his movies in particular that I had watched a lot. Igor, played by Marty Feldman, was by far my favorite character from all of his movies. I started off like most writing a few names prior to the one I stuck with. I was doodling one day while I was watching Young Frankenstein and I guess I just liked the way it looked and liked the reference.

You’ve been writing for a while now… How long has it been?

I had always loved graffiti. I didn’t know anyone though growing up and was really ignorant when it came to computers so it was hard for me to learn the “rules” of it all. In ‘06 I moved and transferred into a new high school. That school had a good amount of writers there and a few of them were in multiple classes of mine, specifically Taks, Dang and Slakr. Those guys pretty much took me under their wing and showed me how the way to go about things right.

I know you’ve definitely hit some heaven spots. What were those experiences like?

It’s always an adrenaline high for me. Before I started writing, like a lot of others, I was big into skateboarding. I still go out here and there, but not like I used to. I guess the adrenaline rush I got from skating transferred over to painting for me, and hitting those high up spots is like skating a big stair set.

What country/ state/ island, do you think you have the most ups in? You’ve done quite a bit of traveling.

I don’t look at one area and say I have the most ups there, because I don’t know what the general graffiti world considers up now these days. Is it the amount of throwies, pieces or hours logged?

 What’s your preference as far as spots? Trains/ track spots? Street spots? Abandons?

It really all depends on where I’m at and what time of the year it is. In the summer it’s fun to paint freights and abandos. In the winter all I want to do is lurk around and bomb. Mexico is great for huge illegal throwies on Main Street. Hawaii is all about the cutty mountain waterways. New York is dope for a little bit of everything.

When you paint abandons, what’s one of the creepier things you experienced?

I have been to a good amount of spots and have experienced some messed up things. I have seen dudes shooting diesel to hookers working some johns, but anything you think is weird or creepy in the U.S. you can triple in comparison to Mexico. Drug addicts in the states can afford drugs, in Mexico you will be painting a spot and a homeless guy will be watching you and be cool as long as you supply him with a spritz of that silver paint every now and then to maintain that high. It’s pretty depressing to see a human being that low.

That Inspector Gadget piece you did at Hudson Valley was dope. Where did the idea for that come from?

That idea was actually given to me by my girl and she is going to be super hyped that I admitted that haha. I was sitting on the couch thinking of a theme to paint, pretty unsuccessful, and she gave me the idea for an inspector gadget themed piece. Loved the concept and took it from there.

 What writers have influenced your style over the years?

For the most part, my crews. I was always fortunate enough to meet up with dope writers along my way and they were the ones who really pushed me the most to points I probably wouldn’t have gone without them encouraging me to. Starting off Dang UK and Taks WL were the guys that really pushed me as far as finding my style, and getting out to go bombing with Slakr SG and Dibz SG (RIP). I then moved and started painting with Cent IMOK and Evak IMOK who really put me into that competitive mindset, and really start taking it as serious as you could get writing on other property.

What do you prefer to do more as far as styles? Throw ups? Hand styles? Pieces?

It depends on the mood that I’m in and where I’m at. I love doing big nasty fill-ins on a main road after a night out with the boys and I love kicking it in the middle of nowhere on a beautiful day taking my time on a piece.

That canvas you did for Sandy Hook was awesome. Did you ever send that over to them?

That was for Sandy Hook charity. It was a while ago so I don’t remember the full details, but there were a group of artists given one of the children who had passed away and I was given Noah Ponzer. The work was held on display at a show and then brought to the school apparently.

What would you say was your most thrilling experience painting? I know it’s a difficult question only because most nights out are always a thrill.

That’s a tough one to answer… Probably the time Siler HCNK, Beits HCNK, and I were out bombing in Mexico City. We were painting the federal highway in a pretty lit up area when the cops rolled up on us quick. They throw us in the back of the cop car and start driving away from the spot. I’m thinking “Damn I’m going to Mexican Jail,” pretty much the last place I want to be. Siler is smooth talking the cops who are asking for $300 per person to walk away. At the end of it we wound up paying $250 pesos, which at the time was about $17. We then went back to the spot and finished the fill-ins in front of the police and walked away. To Siler and Beits it was just another encounter with the police, but I had never bribed a cop before so that was a crazy experience to be apart of.

 How do you feel about floaters? I feel like their harder to accomplish/ come out clean from my experience…

I have a love hate relationship with floaters. Some of my favorite pieces of graffiti I have seen are floaters on the streets but when I see people only painting abandons with floaters it erks me. Don’t get me wrong I will paint floaters every now and again at a spot simply because I don’t want to paint over anything that may have been there for years. Its when I go to a big spot with plenty of walls and see floaters above some ill pieces is what I am not a fan of.

Does your family know you write, or has it been a well-kept secret?

Yea my whole family knows for the most part. It was kind of hard keeping it a secret getting popped a bunch, but for the most part they like it. My mom being a professional artist and my father who is anti-government actually appreciate what I do at times. Obviously a graffiti writer may not have been their first pick, but considering what was around me it was kind of inevitable.

Anyone you want to give a shout out to?

Shout out to the whole IMOK crew, Cent and Evak who are my big brothers, Jick who’s like a mentor in a way. Another goes out to the HCNK crew in Mexico, like Siler, Dunk, Beits, Saicr who showed me the wild side down south. Definitely a shout to the SG crew in Hawaii, Taks and Dang who put me under their wing when I was wet behind the ears, Slakr who was always down to get out and go. Rest In Peace to the big bad Andreis “Wicked Whyme” Costa!

Thank you so much for the interview EGOR!

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