#he’s sober and i’m pretty sure he’s straight lmfao

[rizzlegukgak]

also i’m getting. tired of what some people are doing About brennan lee mulligan

[honoredbastard]

such pretty tears, baby boy ♡

“does this get you off?”          “MGH! y/n please-”     “ah ah ah-”   

✻ ˒ ໍ CHARACTERS ♡ bonten!mikey, bonten!rindou haitani and sadist gn!reader. all above the age of 20. they’re all timeskipped.

✻ ˒ ໍ CONTENT/KINKS ♡ NSFW, EDGING, TYING, OVERSTIMULATION, Y/N BEING A soft SADIST-(?) MASOCHISTS, BOTTOM, BOYS, GIVE NO REICIVE. drug/addiction mention(s). MENTIONS OF PET PLAY.

✻ ˒ ໍ A/N ♡ Y’ALL SADISTIC GN!READER HAS ME BY THE NECK-. i don’t know how to write rindou nor smut well FORGIVE ME GODS OF SMUT- it’s just a little drabble thingy ma jig that really couldn’t be kept in my drafts for too long- manga spoilers? draken will be next time? also toy/gear mentions.

::  ִֶָ MANJIRO “MIKEY” SANO 𓂅

sex with mikey was usually nice, lazy, and quiet. on other days he’d devour your body like a starving man, but in reality he was a little on the frustrated side. sexually. at times he’d be away for business purposes as he’d tell you and leave sanzu or rindou to be your bodyguard. as for rindou you appreciated his company, he didn’t talk to you much but the times you’d cook for him ( he loves your cooking, bad or not this man will devour it in full. so will ran, ran is just all smiles and eating. burnt food? doesn’t bother him. ) and/or just a small conversation was enough for you to smile. although sanzu was a different story, the top trusted bonten members and mikey all shared a loft, including you. so it didn’t take a lot of time to understand sanzu’s.... addiction.

it didn’t bother you much but whenever you came out of your shared room with mikey, he’d stare. just stare at you calmly, sword or gun in hand. sometimes he mistook you for his s/o, other times he was too high to think straight and was sprawled out on the couch. half of his body melting into the floor. you wondered how he could do that comfortably. 

but that didn’t matter anymore, mikey was arriving home soon and you snuck around to grab some things around the house. a rope (thank you high sanzu for complying and ordering one), a ball gag, a small paddle that shouldn’t hurt too much, and a blindfold. all things you ordered off the internet after studying in secret for weeks.

when you were alone, lonely, and sexually frustrated you stumbled across bdsm and kinks. of course mikey had kinks and interests that he’d expressed to you which you happily indulged in them. ( his spanks hurt, but they make mikey’s hips thrusting against you afterwards 10x better. ) at the time you just believed you were a maso with a bratty side and mikey had to many kinks to list that left you both in undying pleasure.

all until you were alone all over again, sanzu drunk and on whatever drug he smoked or popped this time. you were free to do as you want. a little on the dangerous side when your boredom stretched for hours on end when sanzu was sober enough to recognize your sneaking presence. at times he’d play along and sneak up behind you ( he’s too good at this when he has his sanity tbh ) and whisper in your ear “what are we hunting this time?” “OH FUCK!!” you’d scream and on reflex threw a fist at the man, who’s arms blocked his face and your fist. “sanzu!” you groaned, heart thumping against your chest like a race horse.

“i’m sorry.” you voice strained, scared that you fucked up this last time with sanzu and he was tired of it. “it’s fine, it’s fine. i’m the one who scared you. sooo... whatcha sneakin’ about for?” he grinned, leaning closer to your face. his eyes felt like he could see your lies before you’d come up with one, so you just told the truth.... parts of it at least. “i didn’t want to wake you and i got ordered stuff that i wanted to use online and i was gonna go get it!” 

sanzu’s face that was inches apart from yours leaned away, he smiled politely before trotting back to the couch. “all good, just wanted to make sure boss’ partner wasn’t meetin’ other gang members. y’know?” his body practically melted into the couch, eyes flicking between you and the t.v before getting comfortable. “you know i would never, sanzu!” you grinned, he shrugged, eyes already half-lidded. 

yup, he was about as stable as a dizzy ram for a few minutes there. you sighed and marched your way to outside where two small boxes were stacked above a bigger box. those were all toys- anal beads, a small paddle, dildos. you name it, you ordered it. you could already fantasize it- mikey under your touch, tied to a chair with every. single. part of him.... exposed. your body felt a shock through it, biting your lip to remain calm but it was hard for your ideas to settle.

you could already feel a knot building in your stomach that you had to get out badly. mikey would be a couple hours right? when you arrived to your shared space with mikey, you put the boxes in the closet and searched for something of his. something that smelled of him, that made you tingle in all the right places. you found a familiar black shirt so you took it, plopped onto the bed and held it in one hand while the other went to town on yourself. you began losing your mind from the pleasure as you started edging yourself - falling into a fantasy of your own.

mikey body was wearing ropes like clothes, you were staring him down with a smug smirk. eyes slow and attentive, it made mikey twitch when he watched. toes curled when you licked your lips, biting down on your cheek to stop you from devouring him right there. no no no, you had to have your fun. you inched closer to him, eyes never leaving his.

the man unable to speak was bontens number one, his life was right there for you to hold in your palms. you were aware of this, but you treated him like he was another civilian. he, of course, allowed you to. your hands brushed his untouched cock that was dripping with precum, “excited already?” you asked, licking the pent up contents.

mikey, who was gagged, nodded quickly before your warm tongue dragged itself from his base to his already flushed tip. playing with the slit for your own amusement while he tried to buck his hips to no avail. you were aware he’d try to get himself into your mouth, lure you into his trap where he has his way with you and not the other way around.

“ah-ah-ah.” you shook a finger at him, a teasing yet playful tone, your hand wrapped itself around his veiny shaft, slowly but surely raising the speed with each bite you placed on his pale thighs. he twitched and squirmed as he neared his release till you slowed down at the peak moment. you could hear his frustration through his muffled pants and whimpers. your fingers rubbed back and forth across his slit before placing a thumb there.

you looked up at mikey who’s cheeks were redder than a tomato, you kept looking while your mouth neared his inner thighs. you placed hickeys, ran a nail from the inside his hip down his thigh which made him squirm more. his skin flinched at the odd feeling, then you did it with his cock.

that sent him into an odd feeling of pleasure that made his toes curled, breath hitch, and eyes squeeze shut. raising yourself from the ground, you sat onto his lap with open legs for taunting him. “should i remove that ballgag? hmm?” you questioned, blowing into his ear before biting at the lobe. “so sanzu can hear your pleasure as i play with you to my heart content?” you licked behind his ear, his head jerked back slightly - free rain to kiss up and down his neck.

 “i’m not letting you cum till you cry for me.. slut.” you clicked in his ear, he shivered at your dominance over him. 

I’M GOING TO HELL FOR THIS ONE EVEN IF IT’S SHITTY LMFAO-

::  ִֶָ RINDOU HAITANI 𓂅

sex with rindou was about a mix of everything. it was like those ‘god making me’ tiktoks you’d stumble upon every-so often from your pure boredom. at times you were allowed to go to bonten meetings and overs you weren’t. ( rindou is keen on protecting you from the heavy shit he sees too often. especially if those meetings are fucked up. ) so when you weren’t either someone who was already informed like koko or ran which rindou trusted more than anyone to watch over you, to be your bodyguard. 

the problem was, rindou didn’t touch you in the places that craved being touched. your bottom half was aching to feel his hands again, to become red, fading into purple and blues. aching afterwards but getting the best aftercare, you were treated like royalty after you let rindou have his way with you. you even missed his breeding kink that would never end and left you in a shaking mess.

yet although all the offers and signals you threw at him, he brushed you off. now this was getting on your nerves. very much on your nerves. so you set up a plan: overstim and edge your boyfriend beyond compare. you’d give him the best aftercare for a price. you were going to have your way with him, of course you’ll ask for consent and walk him through what you’d do to him. but after that the power exchange was all yours.

you’d both mutually set up on a safe word and if either of you couldn’t speak properly you set up a safe signal. rindou was invested in bdsm and you too, became invested into it. which may have flipped your sadist switch. the idea was to tie rin up or to a chair. you had plenty of gear ( both pet and non pet play ) and way too many restraining gear. which excited you of all the things you could do.

although you knew one thing for sure. you were going to play with his cock till it ached and tears were burning into his cheeks while you tried your way at humiliating him. he’d done this to you many times, restrained you, made your nipples harder than him. it was everything.

when you peered out of your room you saw ran sitting at the dinner table concentrating at something. “should i pester him?” you questioned aloud in a hushed voice, “hm? oh is that you, y/n?” “yes?!” you felt like you got caught, your voice was high pitched and confused which made ran laugh. “at ease, come on over here.” following his orders like a dog, you stumbled your way over to ran awkwardly.

you stared at the cards in awe, “are you playing by yourself?” “actually yes i am! would you like to play with me?” “sure!” you sat time with a smile, yyou seemed focused but your mind was somewhere else. far far away from the ground, it all played out with rindou’s loud moans and occassional grunts as your hand slid down his length. eyes flicking to him than the thing you were working so well for - applying your mouth soon after. though rindou failed your plans for his edging, you still went to town as he filled your mouth, riding his orgasim while you kept going. the pleasure becoming painful but it felt oh-so.... good.

                thanks for reading! <3 it was horrible but fun to write 10/10.                 rindou’s part sucked everything that i had worked on was                 deleted and i’m still pissed so it’s not great, thank you!

[steponmepinkjun]

u said arcana drama is welcome, so here we goooo (tw: weed): the sheer prevalence of stoner!asra headcanons in modern AUs feels a little icky somehow? I think because it often is accompanied by the characterzation that they are like…irresponsible/lazy/don’t contribute (like the fucked up 'asra doesn't pay rent' jokes). Maybe the devs said something to make this such a popular hc idk. But the fact that drug use is never talked about for the white LIs just makes the whole situation feel gross :(

TW: DRUGS

As far as I know, I don't think the devs have ever made any comment on modern Asra and weed, but considering they did say in an #askarcana that his modern day profession would be doing magic shows for kids, I don't think that'd be something that would coexist lmfao. I tend to think of the stoner Asra idea in two ways, both influenced by my personal views on ouid. I think that anyone who uses any mind-altering substance is seeking escape in some sense, and that's not always a bad thing. The idea of Asra experimenting with weed and probably psychedelics because he's the type that wants to try everything once, expand his horizons, etc, is pretty in line with the canon Asra we know, I think. And generally, I do find stoners to be well-intentioned but somewhat annoying. I don't smoke weed, it affects me very negatively, and stoners are always trying to convince me that I just havent tried the right strain or done it enough or whatever, which is well-intentioned, but annoying—I get that stoners just want everyone to have as good of a time as they're having! And that's awesome! But what works for them doesn't work for everyone. That's how any substance subculture goes; personally I think I'm the funniest and most brilliant drunk person on earth, and I have a great time, but I'm sure sober people around me find me annoying at times lmfao. But the flip side of the coin is that while I may see smoking weed as being about as "bad" or morally wrong as popping a Tylenol, there's still stigma on many many levels, and I can understand why it would feel icky that Asra is always hc'd as a burnout when the other LIs don't get the same treatment.

Personally I can feel in my soul, down in my bones, that modern Julian would be a functioning alcoholic for most of his adulthood, and is definitely no stranger to snorting a line or twelve in the goth club bathrooms (here's the weird gross thing about adulthood—EVERYONE does coke. Obvi not me, the idea of being the white girl with the valley accent snorting someone else's blow is just TOO on the nose for me, I refuse to be That Girl). I know Portia does hella drugs, in a very hippie way—let's be real she's one of those white people who has dreads for a while because she thinks they're more ~spiritual~, but we're not opening up that can of worms. Either way, it'd be fun to go camping with her just to drop acid under the stars. I don't see Muri enjoying the lack of control that comes with altering your body chemistry, so hes straight edge for sure. Nadia simply does not have the time (aside from a raaaaaaging caffeine addiction). And straight up, I've said it once, and I'll say it again, Lucio does and sells meth. He probably got into it by accident, telling the shady stranger in the vip section of whatever club he's in "wow this is some good coke" and they go "oh, that's interesting, cause that's actually meth." He's one of those dudes who's convinced he doesn't have a problem and that he only does enough to be successful and have a good time. But he's a party animal, so if you can snort it or smoke it, he's done it. Is definitely the dude who tells his crew that he loves when girls snort a line off his boner, and gets angry and defensive as hell when they inform him that's a classic party girl trick to make guys who cum too fast last longer in bed lmfao.

I'm sure part of it is the whole "what's ghetto when a poor person does it, but cool when a rich person does it" thing. If you're poor, day drinking and doing drugs makes you an addict, if you're rich, it's living the life of luxury. So yeah, I can see your point.

BTW kids, don't do drugs. They're really fun and that's the problem. Feel free to send me more controversial asks tho lmfao

[shesadramaqueen]

My Curly Haired; Roger Taylor x N!Reader

Requested by: anonymous

Your bio reminded me of a thought I had, being whenever we think of curly hair, Brian comes to mind,so I wanted to know if you could do something where the reader, who also has curly hair, asks Brian his hair routine and they start talking about hair all the time and even end bonding because of it. The rest of the band obviously gets annoyed and roger, who’s the reader with, jealous over the sudden approximation between them. Ik this might sound silly, but it’s just something fun I thought of

Summary: Roger knew you would get along with his bandmates perfectly fine when he brought you in to meet each other. Perhaps, you got along a bit more than fine with a specific curly haired boy. A bit too much for his liking.

Context: based in the early/mid-70’s.

Word Count: 4.9 K

Warnings: bit of angst, alcohol, swearing, a bit of sexual tension if you squint, the L bomb

A/N: I did this a bit more Roger centred than you requested for plot purposes, hope that is alright! I also used neutral pronouns as gender wasn’t specified! I actually used parts of my hair routine for this lmfao so here you go. And yes I used a gif of Ben!Roger and Gwilym!Brian but it reflected the angst I was looking for

Permanent taglist: @turkey-bacon-for-queen, @haikyuumanga

You didn’t really expect all of that to happen when Roger brought you in to meet his band.

You and Roger had been dating for a while now but had never met his mates until one night, when he dragged you to one of their gigs. Maybe not drag, but certainly you felt a bit out of place as that wasn’t your usual scenario.

And that’s how ended up standing in the front row, almost blind in alcohol and screaming senseless lyrics that definitely weren’t the ones from the songs. Still, you were having the time of your life and never wanted it to end.

Roger was looking like a five course meal behind the drum set, of course. The sweat suited him. Yet you couldn’t help your eyes drifting to the guitarist from time to time.

It wasn’t him as a whole what kept your eyes glued to him (he was cute but, having Roger Taylor as your boyfriend, what else could you ask for?), but his perfect curls that fell on his shoulders. You were so jealous that your hair didn’t look like that. 

When he appeared on stage you gasped so hard you saw one of the body guards glance at you curiously, despite him being next to an amp.

What kind of sorcery was that? Never in your life had you seen such perfect hair. It was just breathtaking. At one point you really did wonder: ‘Is this guy real or did someone put LSD in my drink?’.

When the concert eventually came to an end, you were both sad and excited. You didn’t want it to end, as you were having the time of your life, but you also knew that then you’d head backstage and properly meet Roger’s friends. Which meant showering the curly haired boy with questions about his gorgeous mane, as the alcohol didn’t let you feel the shame you generally felt on your every day life.

It wasn’t until you started walking that you noticed how intoxicated you were, and your attempts to look more sober were in vain, so when you reached the door that connected to where the band was, the bodyguards stopped you from going through.

“This is backstage, miss. Staff only” one of them seriously said, while also trying to be comprehensive with your situation.

“But my boyfriend is there!” you managed to slurr out. The two guards looked at each other, amused. “I’m serious! Go ask him, the drummer! Roger Taylor, that is.” You really had to bang your brain for a second to get his name out, and if you were able to in that moment, you’d feel so embarrased for it.

One of them shrugged and went in search for the blond one, knowing you wouldn’t leave.

Some mintutes later, your lover’s head perked up from the door with furrowed brows and you squealed.

“Roger!!” You blurted out with a big grin and he went to hug you. “You guys were amazing up there! You were all like boom and I was all like woooow, you know?”

When he pulled back, he had a smirk painted on his face. “Are you drunk, Y/N?”

“I’m not” you snorted, and booped his nose before continuing. “Haven’t touched a single drop of alcohol in all night.” You smiled innocently and he laughed.

“Not true! You can barely keep your eyes open!” And that was a fact. You could feel the heaviness in not only your eyelids but also your whole body.

“’t’s alright! Now let’s go backstage, I want to meet-” you tried to walk towards the door, but stumbled with your own feet. You were glad Roger was there to catch you, because you would have fallen otherwise.

“The only place you’re going, lovepie,” he said while helping you get on your feet “is home.”

You pouted. “But I want to meet them! I have lots of questions.” You crossed your arms, ready to throw a tantarum.

“You can meet them another day, sweetheart” he said and held your cheek. “But you probably would end up puking all over them right now.”

You threw your head back and groaned. “Fine!” at which he smiled and kissed your cheek.

“Let’s go then” he said and wrapped an arm around your waist to help you stabilize while walking.

“Wait, aren’t you staying?” the confused puppy look you wore made the man beside you laugh lightly.

“And let you go home alone? Not a chance”.

“But this place is so cool!” you exclaimed. “Would you really miss a party for me?” tears started welling up in your eyes.

“You know I’d do anything for you, asshat.” That’s what it took for you to start to messily cry with loud sobs, much to his amusement. “Alright let’s get you home”.

You got outside and the cold air that hit your face made you sober up just enough to calm your weepings down. 

You both waited by the road, Roger trying to get a cab’s attention while you clinged onto him, snuffling your nose and wiping the tears off your face.

When one finally pulled over, you were already half asleep, so you clumsily got inside the car, gave the adress of your apartment and then snuzzled up next to Rog, your eyelids falling shut. 

“Who was the guy with the guitar?” you asked after some minutes of silence, barely conscious.

“That’s Brian, why?” he answered softly. You shrugged.

“Do you think he’s wearing a wig?” Roger scoffed, thinking you were joking. Only after not seeing you laugh he noticed you were dead serious, and he scrunched his face.

“Do I thin- what?” you could feel the confusion in his voice and you furrowed your eyebrows, but didn’t bother to open your eyes to look at him.

“Do you think Brian wears a wig? Or maybe it’s a perm.” Roger couldn’t believe the nonsense you were mumbling.

“Y/N, babe, that’s his real hair” you suddenly sat up straight, startling Roger, and looked at him with excitedness.

“It is? So if I tug his hair, it will hurt him?” you could see a big ‘what the actual fuck’ written on Roger’s face, but didn’t understand why he was so confused.

“…It’s attached to his scalp?”

“Huh. Too bad it’s not a wig” you said leaning back on him again and closing your eyes.

“Why?” he asked, and hesitantely wrapped an arm around you, scared you would shot up again.

“Well because then I could put it on. Obviously” you mumbled as if it was the most evident thing in the world.

That was the last thing you remembered from the night.

A killer headache is what woke you up the morning after.

“Shit” you groaned with your eyes still closed, massaging the bridge of your nose to try and alleviate the pressure that hugged your head tightly. You rolled in the bed and thanked the heavens when you saw a painkiller and a glass of water in the nightstand.

After taking it, you got up with difficulties and headed to kitchen, from where you could smell fresh coffee. Standing there was Roger giving you a great view, as he was only in boxers, eating a toast with some marmalade on it. You wrapped your arms around him from behind.

“Good morning, sleepbug” he said softly and you could feel your headache ease with the mere sound of his voice.

“Good morning” you mumbled and kissed his shoulderblade before pulling away and serving yourself a cup of coffee.

You leaned against the counter and stared off into the distance, frowning and trying to remember what happened the night before. “Rog, could you give me a slight sum up of what happened yesterday?”

It’s not that you didn’t remember it; you did know what happened, or at least the outline of it, but you wanted to make sure nothing escaped your memory.

“Alright so, long story short, you went to our gig, got dead drunk and started crying when I said I’d accompany you home because you were too shit faced to meet the boys, asked weird stuff in the car and then passed out. I had to carry you all the way up here and let me tell you, my arms were tired from drumming.” He raised an eyebrow at you and you bit your lip, trying your best not to laugh.

“Sorry about that.” You smiled apologetically but it faded away when you went over his words in your mind. “Wait, asked weird stuff?”

Your night was all pretty clear until the cab part. You knew you talked, but in that moment your mind lingered between the unconsciousness of sleep and the drunk consciousness, so you couldn’t make out the exact conversation that happened.

“Yeah. You asked if Brian’s hair was his real hair? For some reason, you firmly believed it was a perm or even a bloody wig” he mocked you jokingly but you swallowed hard. For a moment, you actually believed the guitarist had been product of your imagination.

“You are not telling him that” you said wearily.

“Oh, you bet I am, love. It’s the first thing I’m going to tell him when I see him” he had a shit eating smirk on his face that you wanted to rip off with all your heart.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” He stuck his tongue out at you. “I swear, Taylor”.

He giggled and held you by the waist. “Why do you care so much? You were drunk, it’s not relevant”.

“That’s literally the most embarrassing thing I’ve said in my entire life” you smiled pressing your lips together. “Please keep that pretty mouth of yours shut” you murmured and kissed the base of his jaw, one of his weak spots, and he shivered.

“Alright”.

“Good boy.” You winked at him before pulling away. You drank the rest of your coffee and stretched your back, putting your arms up. “I’m going to shower, I feel disgusting. You coming?”

“Would love to, but can’t. Gotta go to the studio today. In fact,” he glanced at the kitchen clock “I should start getting ready and get going if I don’t want to arrive later than Freddie”.

You both headed into your bedroom: you to get rid of your clothes and get a towel and him to put some on.

When he was done, he kissed your cheek. “Want to grab lunch later? We could go to that pub near the studio”.

“Sure! Be there at… 12:30?”

“Perfect. See you later, love” he said before pecking your lips.

“Later, baby” he gave your ass a smack before heading out with a final wink.

When you heard the main door close behind him, you sighed and headed into the bathroom.

You turned on the shower to let the water heat up and stared at yourself in the mirror. Your hair, as always, was absolute chaos, and you frowned in frustration.

Because you were the only one in your family with curly hair, no one had taught you how to take care of it, and you didn’t know how. It drove you crazy: if you didn’t brush it, the curls and knots would cramp over each other. If you did, it became a frizzy mess. And even if you didn’t brush it, it was frizzy.

That was the natural state of your hair and despite seeing people with perfect curls, you had learned to deal with it. That was until you saw his hair, now you felt ashamed of the thing on top of your head.

This was a good thing, you tried to convince yourself. You would be able to ask him about his secrets to keep it so beautiful, as he was someone you’d come to know eventually, but you were too ashamed and you knew you’d feel intimidated around him.

“Whatever. I guess I’ll have to drink again to be able to ask him and get great hair” you sighed before grabbing the brush and detangling your hair, shedding a couple tears in the process, so it could be easily manageable to wash in the shower.

“Fucking hell” you sneered when you got out of the taxi due to the temperature change. “I wish I would have dried my hair” you scolded yourself before rushing towards the cozy pub that you and Roger frequented to.

You peaked inside when you reached the glass door. On one of the tables near the entrance, you could see Roger talking and next to him… a mass of perfect curls.

“Shit” you whispered as you retreated quickly and hid yourself behind one of the walls that were next to the door. You felt like your heart could jump out of your chest. “My hair is a fucking mess” you screamed-whispered and bit your lip in nervousness.

You couldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of him, you had to play it cool. And so you covered yourself with the hood of Roger’s sweater, took a few breaths and headed inside.

As soon as your boyfriend saw you, he grinned brightly and raised his arm so you could spot him, despite being one of the few people inside the local.

“Hi!” you said when you reached them. You gave the blond one a peck on the lips before smiling at the man next to him. “Brian, right? I’m Y/N, nice to meet you. I didn’t know you would be joining us today” you said and flinched a little.

‘Did that sound uninviting?’

“Oh, I won’t. I came because Roger kept insisting how good the beers are here and I didn’t believe him.” He raised his almost empty mug at you before looking at his friend. “I guess I was wrong” he chuckled before drinking again, and you laughed nervously.

Roger frowned and gave you a quizzical look before signalling you to sit down. Not until then you had realized you were awkwardly standing there, so you rushed to sit down while you felt a faint blush creeping up your face. 

There was silence for a moment until Brian set his glass down and got up. “Well, I guess I’ll get going. You’re paying.” Roger switched his curious gaze on you to him with an offended expression.

“No I’m not! You pay your shit!” he said dramatically and you snorted.

“Nope” he emphasised the p, making the boy in front of you groan. He wrapped his colourful scarf around his neck before turning at you with a kind smile. “Bye, Y/N” he then turned to Roger. “Finish that damn song already, drummer” at which Roger flipped him off as a goodbye.

Brian chuckled and started walking away, your gaze not leaving him as he became smaller the furhter away he was, his hair bouncing with grace over his shoulders.

When he was out the door, you closed your eyes and sighed before looking at Roger, who was staring at you intently. “What?” you asked.

“What was that?” he questioned back.

“What was what?” you picked up the menu and started eyeing it to avert his gaze, even if you always ordered the same thing when you came here.

You could feel Roger’s eyes on you while silence settled tensly for some seconds before he shrugged. “Nothing” he said before looking at his own menu.

That’s how you found yourself staring at Brian more than you should have. More than you’d like to. The sight of him made the self hatred towards your hair increase, but it also struck you every time.

‘Fucking ridiculous’ you thought, mouth hanging open when you saw him enter the studio in a particularly humid and rainy day without a single strand of hair out of place. ‘He doesn’t have a single bad hair day’.

The past few days you had gone in the studio with Roger, as you were on a break from university and only worked in the afternoons. You would rather spend time with the band, who you had already met, than hang around in your apartment doing nothing.

The thought of being made fun of terrified you so bad you started wearing the most unbelievable accessories and hairstyles so your hair would stay hidden, which Freddie would giggle at every time he saw you.

Roger, on the other hand, seemed a little off. A bit too weary, too tense, too cranky and you didn’t know why. Specially he was like that around Brian.

You were sitting on the sofa of the recording room next to Roger one morning, watching Brian record his part. You had to say, that was also something breathtaking. His technique and way of playing was something from another world, and you found yourself staring in awe once again.

When you turned to Roger to comment how good the new song sounded so far after Brian did a particularly good riff, you saw him roll his eyes while staring at the booth with the most annoyed expression. You furrowed your brows, confused.

You were about to ask what was wrong when the door swinged open.

“Your turn, mate” a sweaty Brian commented with a smirk. Roger glared at him for a second before huffing and getting up to go to the booth, stomping his feet on his way.

“Oookay” Brian said, not knowing what was going on with him either, before plopping down in the couch next to you.

“You were killer in there! I can’t wait to hear how the song turns out” you exclaimed excitedly. The fact that you were awkward around him didn’t stop you both from getting along perfectly fine.

“Thanks! I worked pretty hard on that one and I really like how it turned out” you smiled at him before turning your attention to the booth, where you could see Roger angrily yell at Freddie through the glass, the last one wearing a smug smile as he had mutted the sound so not a single complaint from the drummmer could be heard.

You scoffed and shook your head at your boyfriend’s attitude.

“Unbelievable, isn’t he?” You turned your head only to see Brian already staring intently at you. “What? Is there something on my face?”

He smiled and looked down. “No, sorry for staring.” He looked at you again and slightly frowned before speaking up. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you”.

You unconsciously fixed your slouched posture and bit the inside of your cheek, feeling a bit anxious. “Yeah? What’s up?”

“Well, uh,” he started and looked to his side “I don’t mean to be rude but, I’ve noticed you’ve er… been staring at me?” Your eyes opened up dramatically. “At first I thought it was my imagination but I don’t think it is. Again, I’m not trying to put you on the spot but I’d really like to know why that is.” He sheepishly scratched the back of his head with a nervous smile.

You could feel your cheeks burn as you looked down and played with the trim of your hoodie. Had you really been that obvious?

“I’m sorry” you started and chuckled slightly. “I really didn’t mean to do it, sorry. I don’t want this to sound weird but, I really like your hair”.

He blinked rapidly and blushed slightly. “My hair?”

“Yeah! I’ve honestly never seen anyone with a hair like yours. I’m pretty much obsessed with it and that is why my eyes drift to it much more than I’d like to… Mainly because I have curly hair myself, kinda”.

“Well, thank you so much, really…” He softly said. “I’m flattered. And what do you mean kinda?”

“I do have curly hair but as I don’t know how to take care of it, it looks horrible and anything but curly. That’s why I always wear something on my head, so it can’t be seen. I feel intimidated around you because of that.” You said the last part so quietly you doubted he heard you.

“Well, why didn’t you talk to me?”

“I didn’t want to come off as a weirdo”.

“You literally stare at me” he pointed out jokingly.

“Fair point” you laughed and noticed that you didn’t feel embarrassed anymore. Now that you had broken the barrier between the two of you, you felt relaxed and confident enough to talk to him about this topic, something you should have done long ago. “So, will you help me?”

“'Course!” You smiled at him, thankful. “You could take your hood off, though?”

“Shit. Yeah, sure” you mumbled rushedly and bit your lip before you pulled the fabric off your head, unleashing your damaged hair that went all over the place. You silently prayed the others were too distracted so they wouldn’t notice it.

He inhaled sharply. “Oh, wow”.

“I know” you said while getting some of it out of your face. “It’s messy and damaged and horrible. I used to straighten it but it got really bad so I stopped and started wearing stuff that would cover it or different hairstyles that would ‘control’ it.” You picked a lock and started inspecting it. “I just don’t know what to do so I really could use your help.”

“First of all, don’t brush your hair when it’s dry” he said cringing a bit at the thought of it. “It’s very damaging and causes breakage. Instead detangle it in the shower when it’s literally soaked in conditioner. And talking about that don’t wash it too often… leave around 4 or 5 days in between wash day” you furrowed your brows at this.

“What do you mean? Won’t it get like, dirty and dry?” He chuckled slightly.

“That’s why you refresh your hair every day in order for your curls to always look good. I personally shake my hair up with my hands, wet it and apply some curl definer cream and some conditioner before scrunching. Then I just let the air do its job and hope for the best.” He shrugged and paused for a second before continuing. “A big lifehack is sleeping with a pineapple ponytail which basically means a loose ponytail on top of your head, but if you find it uncomfortable you could also carefully wrap your hair with a silk scarf.”

You held your hand up to make him stop talking, as the information was overflowing your head. “How come you know all of this?” You asked, feeling a bit dizzy.

“I’ve talked to a lot of people and tried a lot of stuff. It’s basically trial and error” he smiled at you sympathetically. “We’ll get your curls looking amazing, I promise”.

“Thank you so much, Brian” you kissed his cheek and just in that moment Roger came into the room and you put your hood on once again.

You saw him shoot a deadly look at the man next to you and decided to intervene.

“Hey love, how was the recording?” You asked completely oblivious to why your boyfriend seemed so annoyed.

“Fine” he growled.

You tilted your head slightly. 'Huh? What did I even do?’

Freddie sensed the tension and spoke up. “How about we take a break?” He said clasping his hands together.

You felt everything had been good since that day: your friendship with Brian was flourishing beautifully, as you both talked all day long about every topic that came to mind. Your hair also looked better than it ever had, and this boosted your confidence into another level, which had Freddie extra happy and excited.

The only thing that still seemed off was Roger, but you figured that it was because of the pressure from the album, as he sometimes got extra snappy when he felt stressed, so you decided to give him space and not overwhelm him.

At first, John and Fred were quite happy to see the guitarist and you getting along so well, but as the deadline of the album drew near, the warm feeling was replaced with an exasperating one.

One morning you were happily chatting with Brian while Freddie was scribbling down some lyrics, John was playing on his bass and Roger was sitting on his stool, twirling his drumsticks, when the bassist finally fed up.

“Look, Y/N, we get it. You and Brian have a lot in common and whatever but we’re supposed to be working so please can you leave it for later?” He snapped and stopped playing.

“I agree, darling. We’re not here to hang out” Freddie said calmly but you could sense the slight irritation in his tone.

“Sorry guys” you said and couldn’t help but giggle, so you leaned into Brian’s neck to hide it, while he also tried not to laugh at their annoyance.

You snapped out of your happy state when you heard a loud noise, which made you shot your head up.

Roger had stood up so abruptly he had knocked down his stool, and you were only able to catch a glimpse of him before he stormed out of the room. You immediately got up to go after him, feeling very worried.

Following the trail of cold air, you walked through the hallway until you saw the fire emergency door open. You approached it and peeked through the glass.

Roger was sitting on the floor, with his chin resting on his arms that were leaning on one of the railings and with his legs hanging out the platform, cigarrete in his mouth.

“Hey” you said softly. He didn’t answer, but just glanced at you for a second before returning his gaze to the passing cars below.

You sighed and sat next to him while he took a drag. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

He snorted, clearly upset. “What’s wrong? Obviously nothing. I’m fucking great, can’t you see?”

You crossed your arms, feeling slightly annoyed. “Look, if you’re pissed I’m sorry, but you have no right to snap at me like that, I’m just trying to help you.” You were about to get up when Roger put a hand over your arm to stop you from leaving.

A couple of seconds passed by until he spoke up. “I’m jealous” he mumbled and dropped his hand off you.

“What?” You asked, not sure if you heard right.

“I’m jealous, okay?” He exclaimed and looked at you in the eye.

“Jealous?” You said, not believing what you just heard. “What eve- wait is this because of Brian?” Roger looked away, ashamed. “I can’t believe this. You’re jealous of one of your best mates?”

He shrugged. “It’s fucking stupid and I hate feeling like this, but I see you both getting along so good and being with each other so much I can’t help but wonder… What if you’ve finally realised that I’m not good enough for you? What if you finally got tired of me?” His voice grew weaker with every word he said and he hid his profile with his hair to not give away the tears that welled up in his eyes.

That’s when you became aware of what was happening. He wasn’t being possessive over you or angry at you. He was insecure over himself and scared Brian might be able to steal you away, as he felt his friend was much better than he was.

“Roger, we literally talk about hair.” You held his hand and squeezed it.

“I know and it’s so stupid but… I don’t know.” He took one last drag and threw the cigarette’s butt down, watching it fall to avoid your avid gaze. You grabbed his face and made him look into your eyes.

“Roger, that won’t happen. I’m not going to leave you for Brian or for anyone. I don’t deserve better because you’re already the best thing that has happened to me.” He was moved by your words, but still they didn’t convince him completely.

“And how do you know that won’t happen?” Your heart clenched at the sight of him being so vulnerable.

“Baby, I don’t know if any of that will happen in the future, but I’m sure it won’t happen now. It won’t because I love you, Roger”.

“You what?” His eyes widened in shock. Not until a second later you realized it had been the first time you had said it and you were surprised that those words left your mouth. Still, it felt right.

“I love you and I’m not going to leave you” you repeated, smiling brightly, and you could feel Roger melt into your hands.

“I love you too, Y/N” Your heart raced at his words, feeling so happy you could combust.

You leaned in to kiss him, but a cough beside you made you jump instead.

“Can we please get back to work?” Deaky was leaning in the door frame with crossed arms and quirked brows.

“Are you joking?” Roger groaned. “We’ve literally been here for 5 minutes.” John rolled his eyes.

“I want you on the recording room in a minute” he said looking at you both carefully before walking away.

“Now, where were we?” Your boyfriend said with a dorky smile before kissing you.

His soft and warm lips on yours made butterflies fly in your stomach and you smiled against him, which made him do it as well.

You broke the kiss and he pouted. “'C'mon!” You giggled. “Let’s go back, you have to record your solo now.” His frown changed into a big smile.

“Yes, let’s go!” He excitedly exclaimed and rushed to go back to the booth, not even waiting for you.

“Darn it, I love him” you muttered to yourself while going after him. “I really do.”

[ahmuteun]

All of them :D

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?

Well, that would be my little and I love her but nahh

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?

That’s a great question, I have no fucking clue lmfao

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?

I mean if they had an addiction then yes cause that’s rlly bad

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

Nope

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?

Sober

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?

No?

7. What does your last received text say?

“Nope, you only told me about the one”

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

Wayyyy too many

9. Where was your last kiss at?

………  his bed LOL whoops

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?

August 10th

11. What do you drink in the morning?

Water, maybe tea if I’m feeling it

12. Where did you sleep last night?

Mah bed

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

I am the worst person to ask about this LOL

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?

I mean maybe some small, stupid, insignificant thing that I did 

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problem?

Lmfao I mean it would be fine but he’s fuckin stupid and would say/ do a lot of stupid shit 

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

Sunny

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?

Nope, I don’t know anyone in the world who has that name lol

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?

I’m not wearing any pants cause I’m in bed LOL

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?

Naaahhhhhhh I doubt it

20. Does anyone like you?

Highly doubtful, no matter what some people say

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?

Unfortunately 

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?

Nah, he says he is as a joke but that’s it

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?

I mean kind of but I deal with it just cause I have to

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

Yep LOL

25. In the past week have you cried?

Nah, I haven’t cried in months

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

Uuuuhhhhhh I can’t remember but he’s smol and white and cute

Unless I saw a rando dog on the street and forgot about it which I think I did 

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?

In

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

Ummmmm I don’t think so??

29. Do you think you’re old?

Nah, I’m still young 

30. Do you like text messaging?

Meh I’m neutral to it

31. What type of day are you having?

Unproductive but not awful cause I got to hang with my best buds

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

Maybe for like one hot second but that’s it

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?

If it’s warm and not sweltering hot then tha’ts fine but I like fall/ spring weather

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?

Yeah, of course

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?

I don’t know what I want anymore dfsohafohifadsf fuck

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

I’m generally a simple person 

37. What song are you listening to?

The h3 podcast 

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?

 Yeah, unless it’s very clearly a joke or something but when I apologise I mean it

39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?

Yep and I love them with all my heart 

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

 We aren’t talking about this garbage rn lmfao

41. When did you last receive a text message?

 Like 10 seconds ago LOL

42. What is wrong with you right now?

 A lot of things 

43. How well do you know the last female you texted?

 Pretty well, we’re very close 

44. Does anyone disgust you?

 Uhhhh idk I don’t think so??

45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?

 Let’s not get into this cause I don’t fuckin know lmfao

46. Are you in a good mood right now?

 Yeah I’m fine 

47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?

 My roommate

48. What color shirt are you wearing?

 Navy

49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?

No I don’t think so,  I mean H told me that she knows something that I should know but it’s not her place to say but I didn’t want to hear it anyways  

50. Anyone you’re giving up on?

 Uuuhhhhh no?? I mean maybe?? I guess it depends on what is meant by “giving up on” 

51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?

Nah

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?

 Ummmm, no?? Idk

53. Do you like rain?

Yes and no, like it’s nice cause of the smell and ambiance but my bookbag gets soaked, my shoes and socks get wet, plus it gets cold

54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?

 I don’t have one but I drink so no, but like the drugs if it’s an addiction/ problem then yeah I care. I mean as long as they’re safe and not dying then it’s fine

55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?

I mean when I was younger, yeah

56. Do you like to cuddle?

 Yeah, cuddles are great

57. Are you shy?

Depends

58. Do you get along with girls?

Yeah but most of my mates are guys

59. Have you dated the person you texted last?

NOPE thank fuck

60. What do you carry with you at all times?

My phone, lipstick or lip balm, my wallet, and my keys

61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

Oh for sure, without a fucking doubt

62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?

I don’t think I’m gonna be in a relationship for a very long time if at all so I don’t fucking know. But if the relationship has run its course before the five month mark then it’s time to call it quits

63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?

Nope

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?

 I mean idk if it’s cute, but it’s nice

Actually yeah I take that back, it is cute

65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

I mean I saw some cute dogs, but if u mean like romantically cute then nah

Well my roommate set up a romantic night for her and her bf and that was cute, it was gross but also cute

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?

22, 22, and 21

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?    

Neither cause I have better things to do than paint my nails lmao

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?    

Neither lol

69. Do you have any stickers on your car?    

Nope cause I don’t like stickers on my car, magnets sure, but not stickers

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?    

Lil wayne, easy

71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone?    

 ANDROID!!

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?    

Saturday lol, my roommate and her bf bought some and let me have some

73. Do you like diet soda?    

 I’m not really a soda person so nah

74. What color are the walls in your room?    

White

75. Are you 16 or older?    

Yep, thank god

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?    

Nah

77. Do you have a job?    

Yep

78. What are your initials?    

CS

79. Did you ever have braces?    

Yep, I hated it but I guess it’s good that I had them

80. Are you from the south?  

With all technicalities, I’m not really sure where I’m from but it definitely isn’t the south lol

81. What does your last status on facebook say?    

Idk I never post to facebook, I think it was one of those friendship memories things

82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?  

Nope LOL 

83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?    

My mom, without a doubt

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?    

I did gymnastics for a hot second when I was little

85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?    

Uuuhhhhh ant man and the wasp maybe????

86. Do you smoke?    

Nah

87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?    

Depends on the event/ what I’m wearing but heels lol

88. Is your phone touch screen?    

Yep

89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?    

Natural, so wavyish???

90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?    

Nah

91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?    

Pool cause no sand LOL

92. Have you ever made out in a car?    

....... yes

93. …Had sex in a car?    

........ let’s not

94. Are you single or in a relationship?    

s i n g l e

95. What were you doing last night at midnight?    

Walking back to my apartment 

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?    

Yesterday 

97. Do you like the camera on your phone?    

It’s alright, better than my last phone

98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?    

LOL o boy, yeah I have  

99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?    

I mean, I’ve fallen asleep cause drinking made me tired but I don’t know if that qualifies as passing out

100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate?    

I don’t hate anyone so no

101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?    

No and let’s hope it stays that way

102. Name your favorite Kesha song:    

Idk man, probably one of her older songs from middle school or something 

103. Do you have any tan lines right now?    

YES 

My mates say that I don’t but I do, it’s slight but it’s there

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?    

I’d rather eat glass than wear cowboy boots 

[huge6s-blog]

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT THE MUN.

Repost, not reblog! Tag 6 muns you would like to get to know better when done!

Name: Kaitlyn! Please, for the love of god, never use it.

Nickname: Katy, Kat, variations; (Katydid, Katybug, Kitkat, etc.) But if you wanna call me something else, that’s fine too!

Age: 22! Simultaneously too old and a wee bab, lmao

Faceclaim: Not something I do! I could never pick just one, besides maybe my own face! (I’d thought about using Shuu Iwamine or Rize Kamishiro before, if that says anything haha)

Pronouns: Your highness/My liege She/Her! But “they/them” is good too.

Height: ~5’6”-5’7”; I can’t remember the last time I checked.

Birthday: Poppin’, obviously March 30th.

Aesthetic: Purple and black?? EGNautilus scientists tittering excitedly over adorable or exciting sea creatures. Omnipresent Mountain Dew cans, fast food and colorful kneesocks. 2AM adventures on clear nights in summer that last until dawn starts sending it’s first beams into the sky. Spacey FPS games and cutesy RPG and Pokemon games interspersed throughout. Weathered frames and tired eyes. ROBOTS… I have no idea, man. A lot of things!

Last song you listened to: “The Thief and the Moon” by Shawn James!

Favourite muse(s) you’ve written: kfkjdf. Sixes definitely counts,, Uhh. My first was a canon-divergent Eridan, who I’d played before Act 6 was even close to being a thing! And he was a lot of fun. Accidentally made a “do not that” meme that still sometimes plagues me to this day ldkfdk A dream-bubble/dead Karkat who’d been murdered in his timeline’s Gamzee’s rampage and only had one eye, he was a biiiig favorite. I loved having enough energy for that all; typing that much shittalk??? Was one of the most fun things I’ve ever done in roleplay, holy shit. Entire fucking PAGES of just these absolutely USELESS rants because that nubby little shit had so much passion for it. Fuck. I loved Karkat. A bloodswapped, cobalt-blooded Karkat who was also post-game for a pre-established timeline where trolls and humans co-existed on the same planet(s). He was a Thief of Blood and a massive asshole; at his worst, he was manipulative, isolative, vengeful, restless… But also, he was a really big dork??? He LOOOOOVED spy movies and probably popped boners regularly for Black Widow and James Bond or the Kingsmen. Fucking nerd. He fancied himself a spy; his best friend was a badass hacker, and they’d (F)LARP together as a stereotypical “you hack, I’ll infiltrate” team. Before Earth, he never cared about Christmas, but one year his richass neighbourhood started putting up flashy decorations and he got jealous, so he stole a shitton of them to make his own house look the best. He’s so… So stupid. I love him so much. And of course, jumping off the Homestuck bandwagon; I have Lv/Hadz! My dorky, sadsack pun machine. A (sort of, mostly) secret post-genocide Sans; the Bad Run™ had been reset after completion, but something went wrong, so he remembers it. Still, he’s been running for like, two years now! So he’s had a lot of time to go and bury all that as deeply as monsterly possible lmaooo. He’s distrusting, paranoid, and isolative himself; but he’s probably the most all-around good guy on this list. He just wants to get on with his life and never have to fight anyone ever again, lmfao. I… I also have a few OCs, but you’ll have to pry those out of my cold, dead hands. … Carefully. With lots of reassurance. (I’m very shy…)

What inspired you to take on your current muse (that you are posting this on): I like… Undertale. And I like Underfell enough that once the idea was presented to me, my mind kinda ran away with it, haha. It started with Hopper, my weird UF Sans! But it feels like every time I approach the AU I have slightly different ideas for it, pfft. I guess with Sixes, I wanted to step away from the skeletons for awhile! I was really excited about messing with Mettaton for it, because I… Really liked listening to the radio for awhile, haha. I thought it’d be kind of cool if instead of being really excited to be seen flaunting himself across a television set, he wasn’t so happy with how he turned out physically, and made his influence a little less directly visible. It fit in well with the seemingly common theme of conflict in Underfell, and things just really exploded from there! It’s hard to summarize in just a few short words. That said, Sixes probably wouldn’t have a blog at all if it wasn’t for tumblr user wibler’s- Sixes’ Sans!- mun coaxing me into giving it a shot! She has a lot of faith in my creative abilities. I dunno what I’d do without her support through the past few years, heheh. She’s neat.

What are your favourite aspects of your current muse: LOUD ANGRY ROBOT LMFAO Shit though, I dunno! I like writing a character who goes through the bipolar disorder motions, the manics and the depressives. I love watching him go hot and cold on characters as he flipflops through his impulses and subsequent regrets. I love that in his timeline, everyone knows him while he himself actually… Hardly knows anyone at all. He’s made himself untrustworthy, and in turn doesn’t trust anyone, either, so he hardly ever opens up beyond… You know. Angry screaming, or shameless flirting and flattery, ignoring personal space bubbles… I love that his Sans being absent kind of smacked him on the nose, because that was someone he was actually making a connection with, but tried to play it off like Sans was just another moment in his life so he kind of treated him like a dick lmao. Deadass knew the poor little dude had anxiety issues and scared him on purpose, made joking death threats, joked about flirting with his shittyass brother… Sixes was such a prick. Fuck. And he realizes that! And after ditching his family just to have a cataclysmic fallout with his other BFF, Alphys, Sans disappearing… It’s something he blames himself for. It kind of sobered him up a little to the way his actions affect people. AND DESPITE EVERYTHING, HE STILL USES HIS CAMERAS (THAT HE STOLE FROM ALPHYS IN A PETTY FIT) SCATTERED ACROSS THE UNDERGROUND AND HIS SHITTY TRAP ROOMS IN HOTLAND TO PUBLICALLY HUMILIATE RANDOM CITIZENS IN A WIPEOUT-ESQUE PODCAST ON THE UNDERNET. At least that assholitude earns him money, though! Fuck. I also reaaallly love how different AUs bring out different aspects of his character, but that’s a rant for another time or place! Hoo. I dunno, man. I could go on about Sixes for like, ever. He’s a really fun muse.

What’s your biggest inspiration when it comes to writing: I’m… I’m not even gonna lie, a lot of it is the positive feedback lmao. I don’t, uh. Do much these days, creatively or recreationally speaking, and I don’t really have a lot of friends IRL… Er, any, actually, if you’re only counting closehand. All my friends live hundreds of miles away, and it sucks. But this is… Simultaneously social and creative. I get to talk to people, and make friends, and toss creativity back and forth with people, and it’s really fulfilling. I love to be a part of other people’s creative processes! I love seeing what other people do with THEIR characters, and when we all??? Interact??? Mother of God, it’s such a treat! Everyone’s so creative and impressive and inspiring… And hearing/seeing us all go back and forth about what we admire in each other… I’m pretty happy with just being a part of writing, and telling other people that I love what they do! But every now and then it comes back around to me in little ways, and it feels really special. It’s hard to imagine anyone liking my stuff past a “they’re pretty cool I guess, yeah” sentiment, despite my glittering impression of a lot of the writers in the community; so when someone DOES say they like my stuff, even just by saying they like a drawing, or like the way I described something, I go OFF THE WALL LMAO. Straight up dissolve and slip through the floorboards a la Gaster style with how lovely it feels. Shucks… And, you know. Watching characters develop in general- whether they be mine or not- is really fulfilling and inspiring. A good cycle.

Favourite types of threads: Anything that feels meaningful! I love it when two characters make any kind of connection, despite the context. That said, typically “angst” and “fluff” style threads are a big favorite, but there has to be, like… you know. Meaning to it. It feels really… I dunno, cardboardy to just throw a muse into a woodchipper for no particular reason just to have them drag themselves to another muse begging for help or to have a chance to explain some kind of deep, edgy feeling or story. Baseless fluff has a lot more wiggle room lmao, but that can get really monotonous really quick if something more significant fails to spark somewhere along the line. Just so long as something’s getting achieved somehow, I guess! If it feels like nothing’s changed between the two at the end of the thread, it feels really unfulfilling and hollow.

Biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: URRRGH. IMPLEMENTING THE RADIO SHOW/PODCAST THING… On one hand, Sixes has kind of collected the idea that the multiverse is a very indifferent place towards the goings-on within his timeline! And, he supposes, that that suits him fine. Hurts his pride a little, but it’s something he’s just going to curl up and lick his wounds for, pfft. But still! I wish I knew how to make it a little more obvious and prominent- The same could go for his growing industry, too! I guess I’ve just been jobless too long to really have a feel for it like I should, oof… Additionally, drawing him is reALLY HARD… He’s in his classic box form most of the time because he’s really insecure about his EX form, and yet I draw his EX form more than anything because the box is frustrating to draw??? And despite it all, I’m still not sure I’m terribly happy with how his EX form looks!!! He’s supposed to be a little closer to a NEO design than initially planned, as Alphys fully intended him to be a KILLING MACHINE from the start without telling him! But he caught on early on, and they kind of bullied each other into compromising a bunch of things until he was just this “hideous” mess that neither of them were terribly happy with… So, you know. The indecision carried over to me too, evidently! Ugh.

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[bibleforboys]

Do all of the asks :)

1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say?

“how tf did you get to new york”

2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?

hes not responding to me

3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?

not at all

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

yes

5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?

drunkish

6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?

obviously

7. What does your last received text say?

“ok then”

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

once

9. Where was your last kiss at?

a bar

10. When is the last time you saw your sister?

dont have one

11. What do you drink in the morning?

water and coffee

12. Where did you sleep last night?

my bed

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

they shouldn’t be

14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?

meh

15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?

dont think so

16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

sunny

17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?

lots

18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?

jeans

19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?

who knows

20. Does anyone like you?

probably

21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?

yes

22. Is the last person you kissed gay?

im assuming

23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?

yes

24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?

yes

25. In the past week have you cried?

maybe

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

i dont fucking know

27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?

out

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

maybe?

29. Do you think you’re old?

no

30. Do you like text messaging?

yes

31. What type of day are you having?

average

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

septum yeah

33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?

warm

34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?

plenty

35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?

depends on the situation

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

this is a dumb ass question

37. What song are you listening to?

i’m not

38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?

usually not because it’s at work to customers39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?

no40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

hes hot41. When did you last receive a text message?

20 minutes ago42. What is wrong with you right now?

everything43. How well do you know the last female you texted?

ive only met her once44. Does anyone disgust you?

yes45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?

yes46. Are you in a good mood right now?

sure47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?

my friend erin48. What color shirt are you wearing?

red49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?

ehh no50. Anyone you’re giving up on?

yeah51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?

no?

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?yep

53. Do you like rain?

sometimes 54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?

nope55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?

yep 56. Do you like to cuddle?

yep57. Are you shy?

depends 58. Do you get along with girls?

yep59. Have you dated the person you texted last? nope

60. What do you carry with you at all times?

phone, wallet, keys 61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?

yes lmfao 62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?

yes 63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?

no 64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?

yeah65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?

yeah i got really drunk

66. How old are the last three people you kissed?

i have no idea for any of them

67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself?   

pay 68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?   

neither 69. Do you have any stickers on your car?    

what car bitch70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?    

wayne71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone?    

iphone

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?    

4 years73. Do you like diet soda?    

no74. What color are the walls in your room?

white    75. Are you 16 or older?    

2176. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?    

no77. Do you have a job?  

of course...    78. What are your initials?    

cjf79. Did you ever have braces?    

yes80. Are you from the south?    

no

81. What does your last status on facebook say?    

“champagne or bleach either way we're popping bottles tonight”82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed?    

not really83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad?    

mom84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?    

no85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters?    

deadpool i think lol86. Do you smoke?    

sometimes87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops?    

flip flops88. Is your phone touch screen?    

yes89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly?    

its wavy90. Have you ever snuck out of your house?  

no  91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool?

pool    92. Have you ever made out in a car?    

i dont know probably93. …Had sex in a car?    

no94. Are you single or in a relationship?    

single95. What were you doing last night at midnight?    

falling asleep96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?

4th of july?    97. Do you like the camera on your phone?   

sure 98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits?

yep    99. Have you ever passed out from drinking?

nope    100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate?   

nope 101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?    

nope102. Name your favorite Kesha song:    

i dont know103. Do you have any tan lines right now?    

nope104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?

yes it sounds like fashion

[sassmill]

Do all those ask things 1-104

I saw this comingASK ME THINGS1. You woke up naked next to the last person you texted, what would you say? Hello Reese, how did I get here exactly 2. What’s going on between you and the last person you kissed?Lmfao she jokingly told people we were dating and liked to hold my hand and mentions the kiss way too much and shit but she never explicitly expressed actual interest in a real relationship and she kept telling me about girls she was talking to on tinder and asking me for relationship advice but I don't have time to play games and she graduated so who the fuck knowsThe kiss was for acting class but she was way too handsy with me outside of class for it to be just a stage kiss and by the end of the semester I was just kind of annoyed 3. If your boyfriend or girlfriend was into drugs, would you care?If we're talking the good kush then no but other stuff yes4. Is your last name longer than six letters?Yeet5. Was your last kiss drunk or sober?Well my character was an alcoholic and the girl kissing me had just finished pouring beer into my mouth So "Tilly" was drunk but I was not 6. Have you ever wanted to have someone but you messed it up?Lmao give me till the end of the summer before I answer this (that's a big fuckin joke because I'm a pussy and won't do anything)7. What does your last received text say?TRUE8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?idk I think we did the scene full out a total of three times9. Where was your last kiss at?The black box theater on campus10. When is the last time you saw your sister?Sometime before she went to bed idk time is a human construct 11. What do you drink in the morning?Coffee 12. Where did you sleep last night?My bed 13. Do you think relationships are hard?Just because something takes effort doesn't mean it has to be hard 14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?Done my fuckin employment paperwork for camp a hell of a lot sooner 15. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, any problems?UGH having to have an actual conversation and not being able to diffuse everything with humor like I usually do 16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?Rainy I am so unbelievably pale 17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?Yes my fuckin dorm neighbor all this past year had the exact first AND middle name as me it was fuckin weird18. Are you wearing jeans,sweatpants,or pajama pants?Haha joke's on you I don't wear pants to bed if I don't have to 19. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 years from now?You know I sure fuckin hope so because I'm actually starting to lose my mind 20. Does anyone like you?Platonically I'm popular for once and it's working well for me so I'm gonna pretend that that's what this question is asking me 21. Have you ever kissed someone with a name that starts with an S?Nope22. Is the last person you kissed gay?She's not straight 23. Is there a person you CANNOT stand?SEVERAL 24. Have you ever considered getting a tattoo?A lot but I'm impulsive and afraid of commitment so I know that any choice I make I will probably regret 25. In the past week have you cried?Haha more like how many weeks has it been since I haven't cried26. What breed was the last dog you saw? Friendo (mutt)27. Do you dry off in the shower or out of the shower?Idk I kinda do a combo I move while drying 28. Have you ever kissed a football player?Oh honey not my gay ass29. Do you think you’re old?I've been told I'm an old soul and I've personally felt like a 46 since I was about 1330. Do you like text messaging?Since I struggle with verbal communication (that isn't rehearsed like a script is), YES31. What type of day are you having?Went to IKEA and the hardware store then went home and felt hopeless about a married woman so all in all pretty gay32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?Not really I'm all for body modification but for myself piercings freak me out33. Do you prefer warm or cold weather?Cold this is literally logical because I can't remove my skin when it's too hot but I can put on a fucking sweater when it's cold 34. Is there a person of the opposite sex who means a lot to you?I LOVE MY ACTING TEACHER CLAIR SO FUCKING MUCH HE IS A BRIGHT LIGHT AND I DONT THINK I WOULD'VE DONE SO WELL THIS YEAR WITHOUT HIM35. Would you prefer a relationship or a fling?fuck I meanRealistically a relationship But I passed desperate when I joined a sugar baby website so I'll take a fuckin fling at this point36. Are you a simple or complicated person?I'm like what would happen if you tried to put together IKEA furniture for the second time without the manual and you have a little too much confidence in yourself because you pulled it off fine the first time with the instructions but you quickly realize you need help and then everything just turns into screaming 37. What song are you listening to?Literally erotic asmr videos judge me if you want I've lost the ability to care38. When you say you’re sorry do you mean it?Honey if I ain't sorry your ass isn't getting an apology 39. Is there a girl that knows everything or almost everything about you?The fuckin cheese monster 40. What made you start liking the person you like now?Holy shit do I even want to get into thisTrick question the answer is yesSo I've known this woman for over ten years and have been getting increasingly close with her for sixIn the past four years is when I've fallen for her and let me tell you in all honesty: it started as a hate fuck fantasy. I used to hate her so so much. AND THEN I realized I was gay and Things Changed ™ plot twist: she's actually an incredible person who helped me build up my confidence and feel proud of my sensuality and yeah I think I've been solidly in love with her for two years now but she is married to a man so fuck me rightShe's also twice my age which has lead me into some deep self loathing shit it's complicated and I'm still working through it 10/10 would not recommend She did call me her flirty girl tho at least I'll always have that whatever the fuck it's supposed to mean41. When did you last receive a text message?12:12 am which is about half an hour ago 42. What is wrong with you right now?We don't have time for this I can assure you 43. How well do you know the last female you texted?Well first of all I pretty much text only females, so jot that downAnd I mean god how long have we been friends Reese I think I know you fairly well for an Internet friend I know about your true feelings for bowser so 44. Does anyone disgust you?Jesus don't even fucking get me started 45. Would you date someone right now if they asked?Yes are you sensing a theme here46. Are you in a good mood right now?Eh47. Who was the last person you talked to in person?My father48. What color shirt are you wearing?Grey49. Has someone recently told you something you didn’t want to hear?That I have my permit test tomorrow lmao50. Anyone you’re giving up on?I mean people change so fuckin give it time51. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for?See number 4052. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?NOPE when I decide I'm done I'm fuckin done 53. Do you like rain?Ye54. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?Within reason 55. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?See 4056. Do you like to cuddle?Yes fuck57. Are you shy?Not really I mean I have a variety of facades for when I'm insecure so58. Do you get along with girls?I'm gay59. Have you dated the person you texted last?Yeah what a memelord60. What do you carry with you at all times?My dark past with the musical Cats61. If you were paid 1 million dollars to spend the night in a supposed haunted house, would you?My dude I already volunteer in one for free you bet your ass I'd jump at the chance to get paid to deal with ghosts for onceI'd have a lot more patience with the Puritan minister calling me a witch because I'm a woman who speaks out of turn if I was making money 62. Do you think you can last in a relationship for five months?I'm a very adaptable person so I should hope so63. Think back to October, were you in a relationship?Nope64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute?Well when she kisses me on the cheek I die inside so I'm gonna go with probably 65. Did anything “cute” happen in the last week?Ashlinn and Kristina reaffirm my belief in the existence of love every day and that's the cutest thing ever66. How old are the last three people you kissed?25, 19, 18 but honestly none of them count so?67. Would you rather pay to get your nails done or do them yourself? I'm cheap and don't like physical contact or intimacy with strangers so you do the math68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print? Leopard 69. Do you have any stickers on your car? My dude I don't even have a license 70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne? Who71. Blackberry, Anroid, or iPhone? I'm posting this via carrier pigeon so72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut? Idk whenever the last buskin society party was 73. Do you like diet soda? Only Diet Pepsi 74. What color are the walls in your room? This really awful green color that my parents painted it when my youngest siblings were sharing it (a "gender neutral" color)75. Are you 16 or older? Yeet76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars? Ugh I watched two whole seasons and still couldn't find a way to care77. Do you have a job? I have three technically but two are summer and one is at school 78. What are your initials? EVG79. Did you ever have braces? For five fucking years plus other shit to fix my overbite 80. Are you from the south? God no 81. What does your last status on facebook say? If You Notice A Beautiful Purple Thing On The Sand This Summer, Run Away Immediately 82. Do you still talk to the first person you ever kissed? Yeah see I haven't had a real kiss yet so 83. Are you closer to your mom or your dad? Idk I mean I think I get along better with my dad but that's just because I am literally exactly like my mother 84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics? Oh god yup both I dropped a girl on her head 85. What’s the last movie you saw in theaters? I think it was Get Out86. Do you smoke? Carol Aird Taught Me How To Hit A Blunt At Two AM On A Softball Field 87. Would you rather wear heels or flip flops? Heels88. Is your phone touch screen? If I touch the pigeon it bites me89. Do you normally wear your hair straight or curly? This is a joke my hair has absolutely zero natural texture 90. Have you ever snuck out of your house? I'm bland 91. Would you rather swim in a river, lake, or pool? Pool I get anxiety from nature have you ever seen Scooby Doo and the Loch Ness Monster?92. Have you ever made out in a car? No93. …Had sex in a car?I'm really bitter right now94. Are you single or in a relationship? Really 95. What were you doing last night at midnight?I think I was crying 96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks? A couple months ago just randomly. My school is down the road from an amusement park. 97. Do you like the camera on your phone? I guess98. Have you ever had a friend with benefits? No99. Have you ever passed out from drinking? I am a heavyweight mom friend so no100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate? Yup101. Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? I'm gay102. Name your favorite Kesha song: I fux wit Your Love is My Drug103. Do you have any tan lines right now? I have the minimum amount of melanin a person can have without actually being albino I am physically incapable of tanning104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts? Fashion is a societal construct