#(ie he’s been the papa the entire time i’ve been into the band)

[gonuclear]

i need to be right about copia dying at the la shows you don’t UNDERSTAND

[passion-pirate]

Wow, not me actually ranting about Us/Uk. It's been a hot minute since I've even thought about these two lmfao.

Warning for drug usage/discussion, vomit (not in a kink kind of way lmao), just stay safe do drugs responsibly ykyk

Now, onto the fun. These two dumbfucks are bored as hell, it's 1970, their lives have been ever so stressful, why not take the focus off of that and let loose? Basically they're in a shitty ass studio apartment in NYC, Mamas & Papas, Pink Floyd, The Animals, all those good bands blaring, just a swell time. Alfred decided to bring up the fact he had some lovely magic mushrooms that were studied a little bit ago, and apparently they make you trip. Arthur is already aware of what some psychedelics do, but he's never really delved into them.

Shenanigans ensue, they take some and wait. Skip an hour, they get upset that the shrooms haven't kicked in yet, so they take a few more. (Note that at this point in time they've taken about 7 grams total). Another hour goes by, and Alfred starts staring at the ground. Arthur is only feeling the body high, not much else, meanwhile Alfred is screaming about how badass it is that the ground is fucking moving. "Holy shitballs, that's not supposed to move! Look at the picture frames, they're starting to warp, what the fuck!!" and Arthur is confused until about 10 mins later, when he starts tripping. Now mind you, this is only the beginning. They are absolutely psyched about what they're experiencing, and then more colors and weird shit start to happen. Voices warp, the music sounds weird, they start hallucinating hella. Both of them so gone, they sit in silence and say a few things here and there, until Arthur suggests they try fucking to see what happens.

Now, this can always go two ways. It ends in disaster (ie, Alfred throwing up because shrooms do that, and then a chain reaction happens causing Art to as well, ykyk, also them not handling their own emotions and freaking the fuck out) or it can go decently well. Because I can do what I want, they end up having a good time. Arthur is heavily panting, trying to grip hard onto Alfred as he rides him, pure bliss from the body/head high. Alfred is too busy staring at the walls which for some reason are dripping now, but that's totally normal! Everything is fine and dandy, Arthur is confused as to why Alfreds skin is purple and moving, but they continue onward. Alfred keeps going and grips down hard onto Arthur's hips, guiding him along, until Arthur's hair starts warping heavily. He tries not to focus on it, but he starts laughing really fucking hard and Arthur in turn reacts the same way. They need to pause, they don't know what the fuck is happening, but the entire world is full of color and moving around.

Queue Arthur trying to get his friends to help him out and Alfred straight up crying because he's like "bro ur so gone ur talkin to things that aren't there" but get this: They are there and Alfred can fucking see them. Holy shit, flying mint bunny is real and not a myth. (Yes, I hc Arthur can actually see mythical creatures and I find it hilarious Alfred cannot unless on drugs. Don't ask)

Anyways this went from trying to be sexy to literal dumbass behavior. They end up passing out around 6 am (took them at like 8 pm), wake up at 2 pm, they feel a bit shaky but like nothing hangover from drinking (love shrooms for that, I wake up feeling normal) just,, yeah them being fucking stupid together because I can never take them seriously JEKTKH

High sex is a different story for another time, but they enjoy that quite a bit too.