Killing a rival archmage is easy; Mitch's father taught him that. Killing a rival archmage he swore to Magic herself that he'd never harm? Far. More. Difficult.

Scott, Mitch, and the 1990s gay scene - brought to the modern day in honor of Pride month. I began writing this during Pride month in 2017. The LGBTQ+ community's ongoing battle for equality has come so, so far, especially in the last 20 years. While there are a lot of factors that brought us to this point, one of the most significant, in my opinion, is the role the internet has played. It's allowed us to more easily connect with each other and has been perhaps the best vehicle for queer visibility since Gilbert Baker created the first Pride flag. It wasn't always like this. It was hard being young and queer in the 1990s, but that time period was pivotal; dusk was falling on what being queer had always been. It was the end of small pockets of queerness, of gay districts and questionable bars and kids not having anywhere to turn for help. After fighting hard for 50 years, advancing equality bit by bit, there's a very real fear that we may lose ground in the current political climate. In honor of #Pride2017, and as a reminder of why we need to keep fighting, I'm going to use the internet to take a jump to the left and time warp Scott, Mitch, and the gang back to the mid 90s. Only the wealthy had cell phones, the internet was rudimentary and haphazard, and the music was amazing. The experiences in this series will reflect experiences I personally had or that friends of mine had in the queer community during that time. This is more than a love story.

"My name is Scott, by the way." Scott. It fit him. "I'm Mitch." Blue eyes scanned across his face before he was met with a smile.

2013~ Mitch Grassi lives in Arlington Texas. He has a crush on a cute boy he found on vine. Scott Hoying lives in Los Angeles California. He's the cute boy on vine. BY THE WAY- this story includes absolutely ZERO heartbreak or tears. There's no death, there's no fighting, there's no breaking up, no one is critically injured or sick. Its ANGST FREE, because god knows we all need a break from time to time amen.

Best Scömìche Fanfic and Best Plot, PTXFanFicAwards 2018!! #1 in Scömìche May18. Pentatonix have conquered the world and moved on. As Scott prepares to throw the best 40th birthday party ever - minus Mitch - the past returns to trouble his settled present. And after the reunions, who knows what the future will hold? Our choir nerds are all grown up, but they still love each other. And the drama. Runner-up Best Angsty Fic, PTX Fanfic Awards 2017

"Parallel universes may or may not exist; the case is unproved. We are going to have to live with that uncertainty." Scott once believed in those words but when his world crumbled into dust, he wanted nothing more than for them to be true - and he got his wish granted. *** "You'll always be mine... Mitch Hoying. Here and whatever comes after. Just wait for me on the other side, ok? I'll always find you. "

So...if you've read anything else by me ever, you know I'm not good at short stories!! Sorry, not sorry lol!! But I have some random things that just don't fit elsewhere, so this will be my attempt to organize those thoughts. And they still probably won't be short. All ships are welcome here.

Mostly random one shots, when I need to express myself.

you never quite know what's waiting for you behind that door

The tattoo grew on my forearm right before my eyes. The red was now gone... completely barren, yet it was the most beautiful part of me now... a tree ready to bloom. The roots of the tree bled into my veins, and the tree seemed to move as if it were blowing in the wind. This tree represented my life. And now I had a year to get rid of it. A year to find somebody to love me. As if it were that easy with a face as beastly as mine. Cover Photo courtesy of @lubiemanaty Rated M for language.