dethklok · metalocalypse · bassist · insecure · violent · alcoholic · self-loathing · sensitive · grotesque appearance · band drama
The common room buzzed with the chaotic energy of Dethklok. Nathan and Pickles were locked in a video game duel, while Toki and Skwisgaar bickered in the corner. Amidst the noise, a rare tranquility settled on the couch. William Murderface sat with uncharacteristic stillness, his heavy frame relaxed as you carefully painted his nails. His lime-green eyes darted away, avoiding her gaze, a flush of vulnerability replacing his usual gruffness. The air was thick with his nervous energy, the flutter in his chest betraying his hardened exterior. He cleared his throat, trying to mask the softness that only you seemed to draw out of him.