#sometimes u just hate drag race but love the drag queens LOL

[georgierre]

yes i love drag race s15. yes i haven't watched a single episode. yes i only watch the pit stop and sibling watchery. yes i exist

#rupaul's drag race #rpdr s15 #sometimes u just hate drag race but love the drag queens LOL

[dragracereviews]

My Ultimate Top 10 Favorite Drag Race Queens

#10 - Kameron Michaels: NGL, Kameron is partially on this list because I would fuck her in a heartbeat. I actually plan on making a list later of queens I would sleep with in and/or out of drag and you will definitely find Miss Michaels high on there. I’ve seen her live on the Werq the World tour and I 100% regret not getting Meet and Greet though I probably would’ve just drooled on her and made a fool of myself so maybe it’s better that I didn’t. It’s a known fact that Kameron is an incredible lip syncer (if you haven’t watched season 10, please do so just to see her in action because honestly, she’s one of the few good things about that season) and she did NOT disappoint. Her dancing was only beat out by Vanjie who you may or may not see later on this list. Kameron if you’re out there reading this (LOL, we all know she isn’t) and you ever feel like experimenting with an actual biological woman, hit me up!

#9 - Sharon Needles: And here we have another attractive man out of drag! Sharon was the OG underdog and while I’m not going to sit here and bash Phi Phi O’Hara because she’s actually talented AF (checkout her Harry Potter cosplay, it’s soooo good), Sharon definitely didn’t deserve all the shade thrown at her on season 4. Her drag aesthetic has always been equals parts spooky and equal parts fabulous, but she’s actually improved over the years and it’s made me love her even more. My favorite Sharon moment ever is during a “Queens Reading Mean Comments” video on WOWPresents’ Youtube channel where someone said they liked her old teeth better and she just goes, “Well my old teeth just looked ridiculous with my new lips!” Get ‘em, girl.

#8 - Jinkx Monsoon: I want Jinkx to be my mom. There, I said it. Also, if you don’t get that reference, get your shit together and subscribe to WOW Presents on Youtube you fucking bumpkin. Jinkx was the loveable weirdo on her season and received a lot of hate from her fellow queens but I loved her from the start. I have since forgiven Roxxxy Andrews for her cattiness because of her rudemption on All Stars 2 (insert her Read U Wrote U verse here) but nothing was more satisfying than watching Jinkx go from the underdog to America’s Next Drag Superstar. I don’t know what’s more iconic; her tendency to fall asleep at inopportune times, her laugh, or all the jokes about her being a full blown swamp witch. Either way, it will always be Monsoon season in my eyes.

#7 - Nina West: Hands down, the DEFINITION of Miss Congeniality! This choice was so obvious, I don’t even know why they took a vote. I think that even if they left it up to the fans, it would’ve been her. I fucking LOVE Nina. I’ve actually met her IRL and my first thoughts were 1: she’s HUGE (hello, she’s a six foot tall man in like 6 inch heels and I’m barely over five feet) and 2. she just radiates happiness! She is the only queen I’ve met that asked me my name (though shout out to Plastique Tiara for calling me gorgeous as if she’s not the most beautiful creature on the planet) and she didn’t make me feel like an idiot when I just stared at her adoringly and just word vomited “you’remyfavoriteiloveyousomuch”. Class act people!

#6 - Bianca del Rio: Do I even need an explanation for this one? Hands down, the undisputed winner of season 6, and that’s coming from a die-hard ***** fan (see entry #2). Did she wear the same silhouette 10+ times? Yes. Can she kind of be a bitch sometimes? Definitely. But is she the funniest fucking person alive? Probably! My love for Bianca is infinite but I still wouldn’t want her to read me, at least not in person. Actually, scratch that, I’ve seen her Twitter feed and getting read online is almost worse. I fucking love Hurricane Bianca and the sequel even though it’s one of those so-bad-it’s-good type of film series. I sadly missed her last tour because it was the same night as Sasha Velour’s Smoke & Mirrors show and as amazing as Sasha was, my heart was broken that I couldn’t go to both. But you better believe the next time she’s in town, I’m forking out lots of $$ for VIP and I may or may not faint at Bianca’s feet #noregrets

#5 - Vanessa Vanjie Matteo: Mother. Fucking. Vanjie. OKAY, I’ve met this bitch IRL and let me tell you, she is the cutest fucking thing. Like Nina, it shocked me how apparent it is that she’s a man (square jaw, hello?) but she can still paint for filth and look fishy AF even with her boyish features. Also, AMAZING performer! I waited 3 hours after the M&G for her to actually come on stage and perform only two songs (that’s a story for another day) but let me tell you, it was worth the fucking wait. I showered that bitch with Canadian monopoly money and I would’ve given her more if I wasn’t such a broke millennial. And to top the whole night off, I got woken up at 5 am to my friend screaming because Vanjie had reposted my photo in her story so I was essentially Instagram famous for all of like, a day. Thanks girl xo

#4 - Bendelacreme: I love me some Dela. This queen proved in both her regular season and All Stars that she is a force to be reckoned with. Season 6 wouldn’t have been the same without her and did I want to yell at Darienne Lake for being a bitch to her? Absolutely! (Gia Gunn pun intended) And I honestly think that if she hadn’t eliminated herself, she would’ve won AS3 (though if you read my #1 entry, I am 100% satisfied with who did win). She completely deserved her Miss Congeniality title, and while I see where the others AS3 queens were coming from when they suspected she was trying a little too hard to keep up that image, I did appreciate her trying to play the game with some class, because we don’t see that often on Drag Race. I also love her friendship with Jinkx and it’s definitely on my bucket list to see one of their shows one day. You know what they say, the Creme always rises to the top!

#3 - Brooke Lynn Hytes: Full disclosure, I’m Canadian but that’s not the only reason why I love Brooke (she is the Queen in the North though, and I’ll fight you if you say otherwise). This queen is fucking TALENTED! Season 11 would have failed without her, IMHO. She can design and sow a complete outfit, read people to filth, sort of sing (I still listen to Queens Everywhere daily, especially her verse), dance circles around ANYBODY, and lip sync like her mother fucking life depends on it. Did she, by the end of the season, forget that’s there’s more to a lip sync than being on pointe? Yes, absolutely. But that doesn’t change the fact that she is literal perfection and I think that’s why Ru gave Yvie the crown instead of her (though I love Yvie so don’t come for me). Brooke’s biggest downfall was the fact that she wasn’t relatable and I am 100% okay with that. Sometimes you just have to worship the unattainable. The only issue I have with Brooke is her and Vanjie not being officially together anymore because yes, I am one of those fans that ship queens together, especially queens that have actually dated. I will never get over #Branjie, just saying.

#2 - Adore Delano: "I'm a fucking Libra!" As soon as these words left her mouth, I knew I was in love with Adore Delano. Season 6 is by far my favorite season (spoiler alert if I decide to make a Top 10 Best Seasons list) and if it weren't for my #1 pick, she would 100% have the top spot. Hell, before I discovered WOW Presents, she WAS my #1 pick (read my next entry to understand what I mean). Adore is simultaneously adorable (pun intended) and fierce AF. She's beautiful, hilarious, and did I mention beautiful?! She is the reason I say "party" at inappropriate times. She is the reason I wish I was a Libra instead of a fucking Scorpio. She is the reason I insist everybody start their first Drag Race binge with season 6 because I know they’ll fall in love with her as much as I have. Adore, if you’re reading this, I fucking adore you.

#1 - Trixie Mattel & Katya Zamolodchikova: Of course these two are tied as my number one spot. Individually, these queens are fucking fierce and extremely talented (go download Trixie's country albums if you don't believe me), but together they are pure gold. If you've only ever watched their run on season 7, you probably don't understand why I love them so much, so do yourself a favor and go watch All Stars 2 & 3, as well as their web shows "UnHhhh", "The Trixie & Katya Show", and “Queens Who Like To Watch”. I can even give you a list of other stand alone videos of them to watch (ex. "Besties for Cash", "Fashion Photo Review", compilation videos of the pair in Palm Springs... I think you get the gist). Truth be told, I'm absolutely obsessed with these two, so much so that I may or may not have indulged in some online fan fiction about them from time to time...don’t judge me, okay?! I love a friends-turned-lovers love story, and I know I’m not the only one wishing #Trixya would happen IRL. I've also shelled out so much money to Trixie alone on her merch and makeup, and I'm waiting very impatiently for them to go on tour together so I can go full Futurama and just scream "take my money" as I buy the most VIP package they have. Trixie and Katya are the ultimate definition of All Stars and I'll fight anyone who says otherwise.

#rupaulsdragrace rupaul dragrace top10list trixya vanjie queeninthenorth dragqueen

[thotyssey]

RePoint: Viva Vidalia

When Thotyssey last interviewed Viva Vidalia (one of our earliest), she’d just won the Mr. Rockbear sash at her home base of Rockbar, and had also just started doing drag. Much as changed! Now among many other things, Viva is the key element to Thotyssey’s latest nightlife venture. Let’s review with Viva!

Thotyssey: Viva, hello again! So I understand you’re off tonight... how are you spending your “down time?”

Viva Vidalia: Hey Jim! YES I finally have a Friday off, and all I want to do is be as far away from a bar as possible! I'm using today to catch up on sewing commissions and hair things. The drag never stops!

When did you start making stuff for other queens? 

I have been sewing costumes for other performers for a long time now. I started openly taking commissions about two months ago, and I'm very fortunate to say that it's been keeping me quite busy.

And do you have a piece you did for another queen that you’re most proud of?

I recently worked on Honey Davenport's Poison Ivy costume for her BloodBath performance, and I am still super proud of how the entire look came together.

So the last time Thotyssey spoke to you was in 2016. you’d just won Mr. Rockbear, and had been doing drag for like 5 minutes! Obviously a lot has changed since then. 

Yeah, that was a while ago!

What has surprised you the most about how you have evolved as a queen since you started?

I think what's surprises me the most is how much I absolutely did not have anything together back then, even though I really I thought I did. The last time we spoke I was still trying to balance a bear life and a drag life. It was tiring, and not very fruitful. I think when I married both parts of my life, I was able to evolve into the performer I am right now.

I recently saw a drag king performance you did with Jason Mustachio’s revue at Rockbar... that was kind of a tribute to Bear Viva in a way, but still very drag!

Absolutely! That night actually is, to date the most nervous I've ever been about any performance. But I'm glad I was able to bring out Vincent; I perform as Viva so much that I sometimes forget about the man underneath the lashes and stretch fabric.

So today, what’s the best thing about drag for you, and what’s the worst?

The best part of drag is the performing. I absolutely love being on a stage and entertaining. For me there is no feeling on this earth like it. The worst part would definitely have to be getting out of drag! There is nothing I hate more than getting home at 3am and having to take everything off and shower before bed. All I ever want to do is sleep! 

I can imagine! So we’ve seen a few cycles of Drag Race come and go... Dusty Ray Bottoms is your gurl, isn’t it exciting to see what she’s been up to since her season?

Dusty has been one of my favorite performers in NYC since I first saw her perform. She has always been a star in my eyes, and I'm glad to see that the show has put her in a place to get the recognition she deserves.

Will Viva be a RuGurl someday?

I'd sure like to be. NYC is full of incredible queens, and the show in clearly looking at this city as a prime pickup spot. I think the chances of me getting on that show are as good as any other queen! So...  fingers crossed.

Let’s talk about gigs! You used to host Miss Runner Up at Rockbar on Fridays with another drag seamstress, Miss Florence D’Lee! Today you are with Lilith LeFae and sometimes Catrina Lovelace too.

Yeah! Miss Runner Up has had many queens come and through. Working with all the previous hosts has always been great because they are all my dear friends. Every Friday on stage was essentially just hanging out with my friends

These days it will just be me and Lilith Lefae keeping it going. We will actually be postponing the show to do a viewing party for Drag Race: All Stars when is starts.

That fuckin’ Friday night Drag Race time slot! How bullshitty is that!?

Haha! Truly any chance I get to get up in drag, sit down, watch and make money... I'm cool with it.

Congrats on recently becoming Boxers HK’s Wednesday night karaoke queen! How is that treating you so far?

Thank you! This week was my first time hosting. It's such a fun venue, and the neighborhood is super cute. The new GM is an absolute angel, and the entire staff are equally as great. It’s slowly becoming my favorite gig to host.

If you could pay, like, $10 to remove a song from the karaoke book forever, what would it be?

As much as I fully love and acknowledge this song as a classic, if one more person drunkenly stumbles through "Don't Stop Believing” one more time I might pelt them with my wig!

And I hear your stepping in for Shuga Cain at Hardware this Thursday.

Shuga is not only one of my favorite queens, but truly one of my favorite people on this planet. I have been guesting with her pretty regularly at the show, and stepped in to cover some she is away. It's always such a good time.

Love her! Now let’s talk about Viva Variety, the variety show at Bedlam we just premiered this past Tuesday night. It’s a Thotyssey production featuring guest performing queens, musicians, burlesquers, etc. (this week: Honey Davenport, Gloria Swansong & Senerio) each night, and you are the host! How fuckin’ fun was that premiere!?

I'm truly humbled and honored to be a part of it! We are celebrating not just drag, but all the different kinds of talent that exist within our community. Singers, dancers, comedians, burlesquers... anything and everything is welcome... and most importantly, appreciated. Bedlam Bar is the new queer bar / safe space in town, and such an incredible venue!

And I understand you have a Thanksgiving party coming up on Friday the 23rd at Cmon Everybody with the guys of Faith Lyft!

YES! I got a message asking if I'd like to be a part of the party and off course I said yes. I'm actually a closet disco freak, so I know oit’s ts gonna be a good time. The party is going to be benefiting the Bowery Mission as well. DRAG for a cause is always a good thing!

Anywhere else?

I am at The Phoenix on Sunday 11/25, at 10.

Werk! Okay last question... Mariah Carey’s Glitter soundtrack is suddenly and inexplicably back in the Top 10 downloads... yay or nay?

ALL. THE. WAY. YAY.

LOL! Thanks, Viva!

Viva Vidalia hosts “Viva Variety” at Bedlam on Tuesdays (9pm) and karaoke at Boxers HK on Wednesdays (9pm), and co-hosts “Miss Runner Up” with Lilith LeFae on Fridays at Rockbar (7pm). CHeck Thotyssey’s calendar for all of her scheduled appearances, and follow Viva on Facebook and Instagram.

Previously: Viva Vidalia (4.19.2016)

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[artificialqueens]

Sensible (oneshot) - Sashea - pureCAMP

A/N - can u believe i’m showing the judges versatility with sashea?

actually i dont think it counts bc this is terrible lol anyway enjoy and BYE

Sasha Velour prided herself on her intellectual nature more than anything else. She was artistic, she was smart, she could use her wits to propel herself in directions people never expected her to go. Even the name dripped with intelligence. She knew she would always be the voice of reason; someone who could be trusted to give good advice, make no mistakes, be sensible.

Sensible. Since when had sensibility become taboo? Sasha didn’t remember the exact day, but she remembered an inebriated drag queen leaning heavily against her, loudly cackling that she was far too sensible. That she didn’t take risks. That she was Sasha Velour, Little Miss Perfect, she who can do no wrong.

It shouldn’t have hurt, but it did. Sensibility had never been a flaw, not in Sasha’s eyes. How could you remedy a flaw that you didn’t know was a problem in the first place? It wasn’t like she was going to go out and have unprotected sex with a stranger in a club bathroom to prove to someone – or herself – that she wasn’t sensible. There was nothing wrong with being safe, secure, and sensible, Sasha concluded. Nothing at all.

She hadn’t meant to suddenly do something so insensible. Yet, was it sudden?

It didn’t feel sudden. It felt like a gradual climb into a state of bliss, a cloud-nine euphoria to fall back on when things got tough. Slowly, slowly, her heart betrayed her sensible nature and plunged into something she wasn’t ready for. Or, at least, something that wouldn’t last.

But Sasha was smart. She should’ve known, should’ve seen it coming all along. Perfection doesn’t exist, no matter how many friends Sasha had consoled when they truly believed that it did. Sasha was the advice-giver, the intelligent one.

Her newest piece of advice? Don’t fall in love on TV.

Of course TV is a fantasy, of course it wasn’t real, but something about the word ‘reality’ had Sasha’s mind utterly deluded. This was real, all of these mutual feelings stirring up inside were real. They had to be. Cameras or no cameras, the chemistry would have been there.

And Shea. How could she not fall for Shea? The Chicago-dweller had strutted into the workroom and stayed in Sasha’s mind since the very first day, dolled up in her own unique style. She was beautiful, and every joke made about Shea’s teeth flew right over Sasha’s head. She was too busy hoping the queen would smile again, and make that fluttery feeling come back to Sasha’s stomach.

It felt right. It felt good, it felt warm, it felt natural. Shea was funny and sweet and the two of them got along with undeniable chemistry, so it just seemed sensible. It was normal. Nothing about those feelings felt as though anything could go wrong.

“Sasha! Hey, Sasha!”

The cameras would switch off and that oh-so-familiar voice would call Sasha’s name. It was like clockwork. Sasha smiled, almost coyly, looking away to hide her blush as Shea’s hand curled around her own. There were a million different clichés Sasha could name – jigsaw puzzles, fate, written in the stars, fireworks – she was feeling all of them. They just fit together, and it worked. It worked well.

Weeks of filming passed, with their burgeoning relationship only advancing further and further. Sneaky hand-holding evolved into stolen kisses in the secrecy of the maze-like set, hidden corners became rendezvous for a minute or two of passion. It wasn’t much, but Sasha’s heart beat a little faster every time it happened. She couldn’t believe how easy it was to break the rules and slip away just for a moment, just to taste the cocktail on Shea’s lips and embrace her with record timing. It didn’t feel wrong to be breaking those rules. It felt freeing.

Sasha’s sensibility flew out of the window. Was it intelligent to chase such emotional highs? Probably. Was it going to end well? Foolishly, Sasha had convinced herself that the TV reality was the same as true reality, and everything would be fine.

It couldn’t not be fine with Shea. Shea was something else entirely – a smooth-spoken, warm-hearted ray of light whose smile could light up the whole of America. She was so eager, so excited for what was happening between them. She pulled Sasha’s remaining sensibility away from her and had her wrapped up in this fantasy world of lingering glances and forbidden touches.

Every time Shea grabbed Sasha’s hand to tug her away, it felt like fire was coursing through her veins. This was right. This was normal. It burned in a good way.

Until one day it was ice.

When was the transition? Sasha hadn’t even noticed it. Perhaps her mind had overlooked all the times when Shea grabbing at her had become tiresome. Sometimes she just wanted to drink her cocktail and retire after a thirteen-hour day of filming, with no such luck. Sometimes her body was clammy and stiff from being corseted and stood in heels for so long, and she wanted nothing more than to shower and go to bed. She didn’t want Shea’s hands around her waist, her lips by her ear whispering the sweet nothings she’d loved only weeks ago.

It must have been a quick transition, and yet Sasha hadn’t even noticed it. It was too much.

“Yes! So one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight… oh, woah woah woah.”

Shea.

“Okay, let’s focus.”

Shea again.

“Haha, wait, Trinity!”

Shea.

“Okay okay so, going from the beginning, I come up on three, and then all together we do something on four, right?”

Shea just kept talking.

“-No, what is the first time – okay…”

She even cut Sasha off.

“Are you guys all like, comfortable with…”

It felt… sensible, in the workroom, to bring up how she was feeling. Shea had been stepping on Sasha’s toes, hadn’t been letting her get a word in edgeways as her confidence grew. It was all catching up with Sasha too fast; the very real possibility that what she had with Shea wasn’t so perfect, on top of her nerves about the competition. She didn’t want Shea to keep kissing her as she’d longed her to do weeks ago. She didn’t want Shea’s thorough and fixed input on everything Sasha did or said. Teets and Asky be damned, Sasha had her own brain and her own mind and relied on her smarts more than any of the girls around her. She knew what she was doing. She just didn’t realize what she’d done.

It was Shea’s raised eyebrows that caused the first few tendrils of guilt to wrap around Sasha’s chest. Maybe she should’ve voiced her feelings to Shea privately, but how? The second they were alone, Shea was kissing her with all she had, pressing their bodies close even if just for a moment. It had been nice but then it wasn’t, and Sasha wasn’t going to risk it happening again.

Because she was sensible.

Someone made a quip about ‘Rupaul’s Best Friend Race’, and tense laughter followed it. Sasha wasn’t the eyerolling type, the low-volume, low-voice shade type, but she couldn’t even help herself. Was it really drag queen shade if it was just Sasha indirectly telling Shea to back off?

It wasn’t fair. She knew Shea had fallen for her, the same way Sasha had fallen for Shea. But Sasha, stupid, intelligent, dumb, clever, whatever you wanted to call her, had managed to fall in and back out again. What was more sensible at that point in time? To keep the strange tangled love affair going or to cut it off completely? Sasha… didn’t know. And she hated not knowing.

“Shea, hi. I… I wanted to apologise for earlier.”

Sasha’s heart rate sped up, her hands starting to feel sweaty. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling.

Shea turned. “Apologise? For what?”

There it was again, that same attitude she’d displayed after Sasha’s initial comment. It was clever, despite her insistence, that Shea was bothered by it all. Sasha had to do her best to save the situation and try not to lose everything they’d built up. Even if she wasn’t sure about a relationship anymore, the friendship had made her feel stronger than she cared to admit.

She breathed deeply. “You know what, Shea. In the workroom.”

“Something happened in the workroom?” Shea feigned innocence. “I didn’t notice.”

Sasha screwed up her face, the guilt burying itself in the pit of her stomach. “Oh, Shea. Please don’t be like this. I’m sorry for what I said, I am.”

Shea turned away, facing the opposite direction from Sasha. Her breaths quickened once her back was turned, one of her hands running through her curls in a distressed manner.

“It wasn’t what you said, it was what you didn’t say.” Each word that fell from her lips stabbed Sasha like a knife. “You could’ve told me. You didn’t have to imply it.”

Sasha bit her lip. “I didn’t know how to. I didn’t – I didn’t even mean for it to come out like that! Shea, I just wanted to-”

“To tell me that I’m too much? That you don’t want this anymore? That I’m stepping on your toes and I’m in your face and you’re sick of having me around? I got that, Sasha! I got it! I don’t need to be told twice.”

“Shea, please! You know that’s not what I mean. I care –” Sasha tried, but was interrupted again.

“-about sashea, about working with me in the challenges because we work well together. Everything else, you couldn’t give a shit about!”

Shea whirled around, her chest heaving as she spat the words out. Unshed tears glistened in her eyes, and her fists were balled.

“Just say it, Sasha. Open up, admit it. When did you realize you no longer wanted to use me?”

Sasha saw red for the second time.

“Use you? I used you?! When?! I would never use you, Shea! I’m not a monster!”

Shea sneered. “Of course not! You’re an intellect. But when did you use me? Every fucking time you joined me, knowing I cared about you and enjoying that with nothing in return. That’s when you used me, Sasha. What do you say to that?”

“Shea-”

“Stop saying my name. I don’t want to hear it from you.”

That was the last thing Shea said to Sasha off camera. From then on, it was just radio silence. It was nothing. She smiled sweetly on screen and ignored her like she wasn’t even there the second those black cameras were gone. And Sasha, well. Sasha was empty. She’d made her decision, she’d made her bed, and now she had to lie in it. She’d dug her grave, and now she had to deal with it.

-

As days went by – the race having finished – Sasha grew more and more confused. She was the smart one! She was the one who could always be trusted to know what she was doing! So why, why couldn’t she figure out all these feelings? She’d tried deconstructing them, pulling them apart to try and put them back together in a logical order. Every time, it just didn’t work.

She’d fallen for Shea, she knew that much. She’d been captivated by her humour, her beauty, her sheer talent, and had fallen hard. Shea had fallen too, and it had led them down that fleeting path of romance and lust and love that had filled Sasha’s mind with dreams of something more. That was the first stage.

There was a saying that Sasha had always liked – when you’re wearing rose-tinted glasses, all the red flags just look like flags. It was one she’d adopted when she was younger and stuck with into adulthood, remembering it in times of need. When had she become disillusioned with the dynamic that she had with Shea? When had she taken off the glasses? Had Shea even caused the red flags? Sasha didn’t want to be cliché and use the term ‘inner-saboteur’, but she had a horrible feeling she’d been the one putting up the flags, ignoring the colour.

So, the second stage. Everything continued as it had been, but Sasha wasn’t into what was happening around her. Being around Shea was still fun, and she still felt strongly for the Chicago queen – still fell asleep with a smile on her lips when thinking about her dark skin – but something had started to feel off. What had previously been nothing but bliss for her had started to deteriorate into something less than perfect. And Sasha, unfairly, had blamed Shea for that.

It wasn’t Shea’s fault, and neither was the third and final stage of it all. Sasha had tried to apologise, and before she even knew what was happening the two of them had spiralled out of control. Shea was upset, Sasha was confused, and it made for one fucked up moment that Sasha’s mind had been replaying ever since it had happened.

The race was over. Sasha was home. And she couldn’t stop thinking about Shea fucking Coulee.

One thing was certain, the feeling hadn’t died. Sasha knew she’d fucked up, and knew she hadn’t fallen out of love as she’d thought, but had rather gotten tangled up and lashed out for her freedom. She’d massively ruined something good between her and Shea, but a shred of hope still remained. Maybe Shea didn’t hate her as much as she feared.

The sensible thing to do would be to call Shea, or arrange to meet up, and talk about it. In a way, Sasha made the sensible decision. The only downfall was that the sensible decision occurred at one in the morning, when both Shea and Sasha should have been asleep, but neither were.

“Hello?”

Suddenly Sasha was tongue-tied.

“Hello? Anybody there?”

Nothing.

“Who is this?”

Click. Sasha hung up. Maybe next time she’d have the courage to actually say something to Shea. Maybe next time she’d be more sensible, be smarter, be more Sasha Velour and less plain old Sasha.

Then Shea called back.

It took every ounce of strength in Sasha’s body not to press decline, her hands shaking as she accepted the call. She didn’t want to face apologising again, for her failed apology from before, but she knew she had to. She couldn’t leave them the way it had ended. It had been eating her alive.

“Hello, no-caller-ID.” Shea’s voice floated through the speaker. Sasha held her breath.

“Sasha, I know it’s your number. Of course I know your number. You want to talk, don’t you?”

Sasha’s voice was insanely quiet. “Not here. Not now. But yes.”

“Okay. I’ll call back-”

“Wait.” Sasha rushed out. “Shea. D-Don’t go yet, please.”

Shea sounded confused. “What do you mean?”

“I mean… I mean it’s 1am. And I’m tired. I’ve barely slept and I can’t stop – can’t stop thinking about you and… I don’t know. This isn’t the most sensible decision I’ve ever made, but I want you to stay on the call with me. Phone battery life be damned.”

There was a long silence, in which the knot in Sasha’s stomach tightened. She’d been too forwards, of course. She’d jumped in too quickly after hurting Shea so badly. Who did she think she was?

Shea started to laugh. “Alright. I see you’re less intellectual when you’re sleepy.”

Sasha giggled. “Shut up. Good night, Shea.”

“Good night, Sasha.”

-

When Sasha woke up, the call was still running. Shea had stayed.

And perhaps it wasn’t the most sensible thing to do, but Sasha couldn’t deny the smile that made its way across her face when she heard Shea’s sleepy voice grumbling a ‘good morning’ down the line. Part of her knew it would be even better hearing that voice when it was actually beside her and not just through her phone. All of her knew she was going to get there someday.

#purecamp #sashea #sasha velour #shea coulee #rpdr fanfiction #submission #s9 #canon compliant #on set fic

[possibilistfanfiction]

hiya! i notice you tag a lot of your posts with 'nora, sloane, etc.' i understand these are characters for a story you're doing. i'm curious: what's the story about?

ok ! well @turnandchasethewind (olivia) & i have been working on the sketches for this show for like. a Long time lmao it has as most projects do grown & changed & become something entirely its own & i think it’s really awesome & lovely & am rly rly jazzed for it to move forward one day

anyway the working title for it is called views, & it basically follows sloane & nora, best friends who live & work in toronto. they met when they were 18/19 at a catering gig (terrible) & theyre the kind of love that is this epic soft quiet fun powerful love between female friends. they’re young & they’re a little lost always, & the world hurts, but like. they’re Good. the current storyline begins when they’re in their early/mid-twenties & nora meets ridley, who becomes her girlfriend. ridley is rly rly lovely & beautiful & whip smart & v kind & sloane hates her which is altogether mostly funny but a little sad

sloane ideally would be played by maia mitchell just for a visual but like. a grungier cooler hot mess version of maia bc like. sloane is a trash kid she’s our absolute fav she has tons of stick n pokes & her hair is a mess or buzzed (or both) & she will wear vans until they r literally falling off. she shops mostly at black market & she got this bike off kijiji that’s like 800% terrifying. she was diagnosed with bipolar I when she was 18 & shes on meds but its obviously still smth she deals with every day. shes from vancouver & she dropped out of mcgill after An Episode but mostly bc she hated it & she moved to toronto a few months after that (which is p much immediately when she met nora). shes like our token white character shes funny everyone drags her constantly abt so many things but they Love sloane. she eats Shit food unless nora’s parents buy her groceries & she drinks a lot & sometimes she has lil spirals but she has a dog named carly rae who helps a lot. she also has a big brother named whit he’s trans & he lives in brooklyn & she Adores him. shes a tremendously talented musician but ofc being a musician is v difficult so she also works a bunch of weird jobs between music gigs. she lives in a funky apartment in kensington w like six rotating roommates. she plays sets at the beaver all the time. if sloane was gonna write a song it would be ‘young’ by vallis alps but if sloane had a themesong its a tie between i wanna get better by bleachers & control by halsey & buzzcut season by lorde & then a rly rly sad cover of i rly like you by carly rae

nora is laura harrier bc like Hot & also biracial so thats dope. shes a baker & she works at a rly cute lil bakery on queen west & she always looks so pretty & put together & she rides this beautiful linus bike everywhere w a fucking basket & everything she wears so much birds of north america & oak + fort & rly just anything from victoire & she has like 12 pairs of blundstones. shes from etobicoke & her parents are both immigrants so nora is first generation canadian shes v v invested in how that all interacts shes a smart cool kid. she’s bisexual she came out when she was 16 bc she Literally got drunk in a closet & she has a history of dating Truly shitty ppl so sloane is like v v Hesitant when she falls for ridley. she has some beautiful tattoos & some silly stick n pokes, mostly w sloane. she has a rly cool little sister named kennedy who goes to ryerson & nora went to george brown. shes rly passionate abt intersectional feminism & she volunteers w a few different organizations around the city that help lgbtq+ youth shes like. a Good person & also sloane ADORES her & nora is in a v real kinda love w sloane theyre the v best pals. also girl can Drink. once a month regardless of how cold it is she & sloane make rly good pot brownies & go to trinity bellwoods & eat them & they end up Laughing a lot. nora also fosters w save our scruff bc she & sloane adopted carly rae together but carly rae is like an emotional support animal for sloane so she spends most of her time at sloane’s apartment so bc of that nora likes to foster dogs its rly cute. she has a beautiful lil tiny studio off euclid & queen. if nora had a themesong its like some dope gay (bi) ass mix of company by tinashe & feelin myself by nicki but then she meets ridley so shes like all night by bey

pls know that nora & sloane sometimes get Rly drunk at the greenroom in the annex mostly bc they love smoking in the lil alleyway its like. their trash special place. & their songs r like. california by grimes & love gang by whethan ft charli xcx & ribs by lorde 

ok in our heads ridley is played by aj but mostly bc its hot & we love her lol, ideally ridley is quebecois metis. she has a degree in physics but her parents just both died so shes kinda taking a break from everything & rn shes a florist in the shop next to noras bakery on queen west. shes from montreal but she went to school in the states & she has a longtime ex named ash. theyre non binary & ridley & ash are still rly good friends which sloane is like Suspicious abt but nora is like sloane jfc. ridley is rly smart she wears a Lot of stay home club & j brands & she & nora have a lot of shoes n boots that look almost identical. shes queer & shes kinda just been queer forever? her parents were scientists so it was always a v inclusive educated lil home she grew up in. she was named after ridley scott & everyone always jokes that she was conceived during alien lol & honestly she probably was. shes rly funny & she has beautiful tattoos & pretty pretty eyes & nora falls for her rly fast. she has a lil quebecois accent & sometimes she forgets words in english when shes drunk or tired. she & nora first kiss outside of the beaver in the snow theyre in the alley behind the gladstone w rly beautiful street art they were smoking cigarettes & its just. soft. so queer. ridleys lil songs r hold by vera blue & 21 moon water by bon iver & Mostly corbeau by coeur de pirate

sloane has a plot twist & falls in love w jack who is half-japanese & hes rly good friends w ridley which is the plot twist part a little but the BIG plot twist part is that she falls in love at all bc she is Convinced no one can handle her & she isnt stable enough for romantic love etc etc. but jack is so good hes so smart & hes a music therapist for kids on the spectrum its like Absurd how good a person he is. hes trans & hes abt to have top surgery like a few months after he meets sloane & she goes for a while & is like blah blah im not in love w him whatever its just sex but then shes So worried abt him being ok during & after surgery & she cares abt him so much & she gets Rly drunk & cries abt it to nora its funny. one day sloane is having a rly rly bad lil depressive episode & nora has been outta town all weekend w her parents & kennedy at their cottage in muskoka & so nora texts jack like. yo sloane has bipolar i she shouldve told u this but like i gotta tell u now bc shes havin a meltdown so pls go over & bring her food from fresh get the falafel tacos & like all the pressed juice ill venmo you & Pls make her shower if she buzzed her hair try to find the scalp treatment i got her from lush its in her dresser top drawer. also shes gonna wanna drink just let her do that & make sure she takes her meds she’ll be ok itll take a day or two & hes like ok. a lot but ok. & he goes & he brings sloane food & a tshirt of his & he gets her into the shower & out to the couch & puts on superstore & she curls up into him on one side & carly rae on the other & she cries a little but honestly its not so bad & like. hes so in love w her its wild she never thought that would happen its a fun plot twist even olivia & i didnt plan on

so anyway the whole show is kinda an ode to toronto & an ode to being young & in love w your friends in a rly profound way & also what its like to fall in love w ppl u might wanna spend ur life with, a kinda love thats v new. its abt queerness & gender & race in a way thats v much present but all of the main characters r rly informed & rly like passionate abt intersectional feminism & thats a cool aspect we r both v excited abt. also sloane deals v realistically w a balance between being stable w bipolar I & also being v creative & v connected to making music which is smth thats v important to me esp. nora was sexually assaulted before she met ridley (HATE!) but we delve into that as well. 

mostly like. its just ‘we’re never done w killing time/ can i kill it w you/ i’d like it if you stayed’ 

#views #Anonymous #sloane #ridley #nora #if u want u can hmu for my spotify bc there are a lot of playlists for views

[thotyssey]

On Point With: Thee Suburbia

This Wicked Witch of the North (Wisconsin!) has swept down and taken over our fair city, casting her deadly spell on all of us. Behold her sorcery in Brooklyn and basically everywhere else, and read a page from the Urban Spell Book courtesy of Thee Suburbia!

Thotyssey: Hey Suburbia, Happy October! So how was your Bushwig experience this time around? It wasn’t your first time to that rodeo!

Thee Suburbia: Bushwig was beautiful. It was a great moment to reconnect with other performers and supporters that I don't get to see too often; sometimes because they live outside of the city, and other times because we're just passing ships in the night. What did you perform? “I Fink U Freaky” by Die Antwoord. Amazing and perfect for you! What do you look for when you want to try a new song for a performance? Like, what does the song have to be to meet your performing style? Something witchy. Doesn't really matter to me if the energy is low or high. Within the performance and the circumstance, the energy will be determined right before going on. All of the things I perform -- be it a lip sync, a poem or me singing live -- will seem like a spell. 

My character is a witch stuck in the 90s. So you see, any song works. it's really more about the look for me, and the story I'm telling. I perform mixes as well. I'll reveal more about myself in the further questions. I mean, *POOF orange smoke*

The spell is already cast! So Suburbia, where is your hometown? Dare I ask, are you from the suburbs?

The Suburbs in the Midwest. Wisconsin. They're mostly all the same. What was your impression of life there? I didn't exactly have an impression. However, my reality was interesting. I didn't exactly live how I wanted to live. I just lived how I knew how: extracurricular activities, Boy Scouts, church, bonfires, tennis, North Faces, catty lovable neighbors that get your mail when you go on vacation. Once I actually figured out how I wanted to live, I saw how I was living and had impressions of where my life would go. How did you want to live? In the city! With a dog. As an entertainer. I also wanted to be a Disney character, but sadly that was not a reality. That's when I looked to all of the queer movies. Then I learned about community.

So when did you make the trek to NYC?

When Jermaine Dupri told me.

He’s an influential man. What did you find when you got here? I found Fashion Week and the giggery that came with it. I'd go to school, create spells, go to Fashion Week and these shows, and be at the parties in ridiculous D.I.Y.-wear. Eventually that part of my life made it on all the MTA buses advertising Humans of New York. When Brandon asked me who I was that day, I said, "The Sultan of Wisconsin." It might've been because I'm actually a witch of Wisconsin. That’s when I really learned about the power of social media. He posted that pic, and everyone had something to say.

[from Humans of New York]

Did you become a more powerful witch when you got to NYC? Yep. Spells for days once you live in the Apple. Spells on the MTA clerks, spells on the baristas, spells on the traffic lights. It's Basic Witchy, til you've been waiting 15 minutes for a frappe.   With those little moments came the other witches. Over those moments you see eye to eye, maybe share a ride or a coffee or a laugh, and then POOF you're singing Ertha Kitt in the shower and wondering if you should be a drag queen or a witch. I chose both.

You choose fabulously! Please teach me your spells on the MTA clerks someday.

You'd have to witness me cast it in order to acquire the knowledge of the spell.

When did you start performing as Suburbia? After I decided I didn't wan to be Fritto Lay. Another wise choice.  Who were the first queens and queen-adjacents that welcomed you into this world? Rify Royalty, Elizabeth James, The Nobodies (Lady Bearica, Ariel Italic, Eric Shorey), Ruby Roo, Ragamuffin, Nancy (one of the security guards at Metropolitan Bar), Blue Hawaiians and taxi drivers that tolerate my witchiness. What do you think of the Brooklyn scene these days? Has it changed since you got here in any huge way? It's still great! And yes and no.

That's fair! You perform a lot there, but you also do stuff in the Village. And you just twirled for the Hell's Kitchen children at Marti Gould Cummings' Hardware show recently! Is that a very different crowd than what you’re used to?

I loved performing there. They're just as amazing as the humans in Brooklyn. The main difference in the audience was that they were all seated. They have many rectangular blocks for the audience to sit on. It looks a little similar to Barracuda. The best part about the night was doing drag suicide. We could have gone on all night.

I am such a drag suicide junkie! 

Okay, let's talk about where we can find you these days...  Last Tuesdays of the month, you're at Sing Sing Ave A in the East Village for Fairyoake! I know queens who love hosting karaoke and those who have hated it. Where do you stand?

I love karaoke. I love encouraging people to sing. Working at a karaoke bar does things to your brain. All of those screaming voices. Blahkalashabakala. So many spirits reaching for the right notes and to unleash what’s within: creative blocks, writer's block, bad week, haircut that didn't go so well, losing a job, getting a job, holiday doubts, the fact that it's the end of the day, and let's not forget... getting married. There are never lost voices or poor unfortunate souls when I'm hosting a karaoke gig! *cough, cough* stolen voices.

And pretty recently, you and Lady Havokk host “The Most,” a Friday show at Macri Park that stemmed from a viewing party of Drag Race. How do you like WERQ-ing every week with Lady & DJ JCLEF? I love those two. And we love Macri Park. We've been working together for about 6 months now. We actually do lots of numbers, sometimes a drinking game.  The crowd is always cute It's a happy hour time slot, 7-11. Goes from chill to lit very fast.

And for two weeks now, you've been hosting a brand new Sunday night solo show at Rockbar in the West Village, “Let's Have a Croissant!” Do you really bake croissants every night for your audience?

I'm getting there. I have to start baking them the night before instead of he day of, lol! I love Rockbar. I love working a bar and connecting with the people there.

And you'll be at the 3rd anniversary of everybody's favorite Brooklyn party, “Straight Acting,” at Metropolitan this Thursday! 

I'll be performing at the door.

And I see you'll be at “Sinner's Kit Kat Cabaret” on October 19th at Bizarre!  Are you gonna be doing a more burlesque-centric number there? Yes ma'am! Very dark.

Amazing! So what else is up?

I just finished shooting a movie in Westport, CT  called Batsh*t Bride. You can find it soon on Hulu and all the other channels. I'm a supporting actress. I play a queen named Pandora. The title tells half of the story! I guide an uptight human into not being a bitch to the humans anymore. I also help get her to tell her fiancé that the wedding is off on April Fools Day. And that's all I'll say until you go to Netflix! Maybe in the spring or summer, I think. The director’s name is Jonathan Smith.He had produced and directed two movies that are findable for your readers: Breast Picture and The Worst Year of My Life.

Uhhhhhhhh Mazing! Cant wait to see it! Okay, final question: this may be redundant to ask a witch drag queen.... but what fo you wanna be for Halloween? Sextina Aquafina from Bojack Horseman. Or one of the Orca Stripper drivers of Cabracadabra from Whale World, on Bojack Horseman. You thought I was gonna say witch didn't you? Nope. It's some sort of marine mammal. From Bojack Horseman.

That will be a sight to see. Thank you, Suburia!

Thee Suburbia hosts “Let’s Have a Croissant” weekly Sunday nights at Rockbar (10pm) and karaoke monthly last Tuesdays at Sing Sing Ave A (10pm). She co-hosts “The Most” with Lady Havokk at Macri Park (7pm). Check Thotyssey’s calendar for other scheduled gigs, and follow Suburbia on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter.

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