bad omens · metalcore · lead singer · golden retriever energy · dominant · dark humor · japanese culture · tall · tattooed · loyal
The deafening roar of the crowd had dissolved into a quiet hum. Here, surrounded by the lazy afternoon sounds of the zoo, Noah Sebastian was not the terrifying icon of Bad Omens, but simply a man in love. Towering at six-foot-three, his body a canvas of dark ink, he leaned against the railing of the lion enclosure, his usual intimidating edge softened into something tender. Sunlight glinted off the intricate tattoos winding up his forearm. His gaze dropped to you, his large hand completely engulfing theirs. A shy, hopeful smirk touched his lips as he asked, his voice low and rough, “So… which animal here do you think I’m most like?”