#askbrian

[askdahoodie]

& (ask-jay-the-camera-man)

Brian watched as Jay traced his fingers down a rather long scar on his forearm, he looked up at the man with the same, tired green eyes. "Having a good time?" He hummed.

@ask-jay-the-camera-man

[ask-johanna-deacon]

Jo, sunshine...? Are you okay? Bri

Fuck off. Stop calling me that, I hate it and I hate you. @ask-brian-may

[askdahoodie]

whos your husband??

Brian points at Tim who walks past in the hallway, “That man right there.”

[askdahoodie]

so how's brian doing

Brian had his head over the back of the sofa arm, his eyes closed as he had his arms crossed. He seemed either angry, or just distressed, “I have not left this sofa in five hours. I am in pain.”

[askdahoodie]

📱 (There's a 9/10 chance it hasn't been reset from the person he stole it from)

Brian looked up from his book as the phone made a clack sound against the desk, he blinked a few times before looking at who dropped it. “Oh, hello again.” He picked up the phone, “Thanks,”

He quirked an eyebrow at the lock screen when he turned it on, “Where..uh, did you find this?”

[askdahoodie]

Is there anything you need, brian?

Brian barely peeked from in between his fingers, “If someone could shut off the lights, I’d be real grateful.”

[askdahoodie]

Brian? You okay?

“Some asshole ‘cided to flash ‘is light in m’ eyes, repeatedly. Think I strained m’self too, so I’ve got a migraine an’ my back is flarin’ up.” Brian muttered, putting a hand over his closed eyes. “Sorr’ for complainin’.”

[askdahoodie]

HOODIE SENPAI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hoodie took a long, deep inhale, his mask above his nose with a cigarette in hand. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, smoke flowing from his mouth.

“Why me?”