Welcome To Ambrose

Ask blog for the Sinclair Brothers! Asks are open :3

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Heya! Welcome to Ambrose :3

I’m Cliff, 23, they/them. This is an ask blog for the Sinclair family. Feel free to ask Bo, Vincent, or Lester a question!

I will allow: Oc interactions, questions, fun remarks

⚠️I will not answer Nsfw or any ask that makes me uncomfortable.⚠️

Have fun!

Did any of you fall ever in love with someone that came to town? Or not?

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"Lester, Leeeeeeester, Lester!"

They stare at him for a few seconds before pointing at him and go: "... Your cute."

To then peacefully waddle out of the Sinclair home.

He looks at them flustered and watches as they leave. “Was…was that…?”

“Yep,” Bo drank deeply from his coffee mug, “that’s a simp.”

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(Me standing on the sidelines as I eat some popcorn and watch Anon getting chased by Bo).

(Actual photographic footage of what’s happening)

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punchz Beaurogard sinclair (Idc if I spelled any of that wrong) in the shoulder

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H’llo, just checkin’ in. How y’all doin?

-Thomas Hewitt

(thomas-hewitt-askblog)

Lester lifts his head and looks at the new face. He tilts his head in question of the stranger, taking in his tall frame.

“Um…hello?” He didn’t mean to sound hesitant, but he’s never seen this man before.

@thomas-hewitt-askblog

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can I like...punch bo?

Bo lifts a brow at the radio on the counter then focuses on the latest car in front of him. “Like to see ya try,” he answers, taking out the spark plugs to put new ones in.

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vincent, is there any kind of art medium that you just refuse to use? like somebody could pay you thousands of dollars and you still wouldn't even touch it kind of refusal.

‘Glass,’ he answers, moving wax around the sculpture’s leg. ‘It’s so easy to break. So easy to screw up.’

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Can I hug yallmst :]

“Yeah!” Lester shouts, tackling you in a bear hug. His smile’s wider than ever as he held you close in a comforting embrace.

Bo was hesitant but he joined the hug as soon as Vincent joined.

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Shaves Vinney bald

Before the sheers touched his head, Vincent’s dragon headed handle knife stabs through. His lone blue eyes starred down at them.

‘Hands off,’ he signs sharply.

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VINCENT, I STOLE YOUR NAME AHA!

‘If you find any money in my account, let me know,’ he signs as he begins to sculpt wax on the latest masterpiece.

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hey Vince, how do u deal with art block?

Vincent holds up a worn down notebook. He signs, ‘I have prompts written down to draw. Lester put it together for me.’

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Hey Vincent! A couple of things/questions- any specific brands/formulas of wax you prefer? Second thing is you are so handsome my gay heart can barely take it. Third thing is any particular hair products you use?

-⛓️ anon

Vincent rereads the note he found on his Tropical Coconut Suave shampoo bottle in the bathroom.

‘Lester goes and buys bee wax for me; I like that more,’ he signs, taking off his shirt. ‘As for you little gay heart… you can have mine.’

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which one of yall snores the most?

“Bo.” Lester said without hesitation or giving Bo a chance to answer. “He sounds like a land mower.”

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vincent do you have anything to say in the matter of how you sleep (both of your brothers seem to agree you sleep like a sickly victorian child)

Vincent glances up from his desk then back at his drawing. He writes to the side: “I’ve been told I sleep like a vampire from the black and white movies. When I’m sick, though, that’s what I look like.”

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I want to give Lester a very sloppy kiss

“Go ahead!” He giggles as he gets into his truck. “I’ll be happy for one.”

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"Mwah."

Vincent blushes under his mask until it starts to melt.

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My current biggest flex is the fact that Bo called me “sweetheart”. I’m absolutely over the moon and in love.

-fem reader

Bo smirks, kissing for forehead then lips, and wrapped you in a bear hug. “Only t’best for ya, darlin’,” he drawls, his voice low and gentle. “‘Cause you are my sweetheart.”