Welcome to Studio Ink, where one owner has a gambling addiction and the other chooses to binge anime instead of finishing his clients designs.
Where the twink running the front desk, and booking your appointments finally got the man he's loved since they were in highschool... (juicy gossip points, a marriage was ruined in the process, but come on? He saw him first. Like come on bitch, you known him all of two minutes, Oli been there from day one making this man question his sexuality, which Iggy claims; I'm not gay, or bi, I'm oli-sexual... how does he know... Well... Oli's twin, even if his face is in a permanent scowl he's basically a clone of Oli and he doesn't do shit for him. He also lackin in the phat ass department and is str8er than Skeeter, which says alot cause Skeeter wellllll before he met the love of his life he got more ass than a toilet seat. Women ass... you get it.)
Dice and West are miserable. Because West has to watch his brother Styles all over his hubby 24/7 and Dice has to watch Iggy make up over a decade of pent up sexual frustration. All while Dolly claims he cant text back while working. Which fair. He is teaching children to ice skate but ya know... A cute little selfie would be nice.
Skeeter just clocks in, watches all his friends live out a BL plot and think, man... I love these mother fuckers, but damn it sucks being the only straight guy here. Shit he thought Dice was straight up until he came into the shop one day and announced he was stalking a femboy on twitch and he was no longer taking female clients. (Because that made sense? But Skeeter didnt question any of his co-workers anymore. Especially any of the triplets because apparently their sexuality was: I'm straight but my soul mate a guy, and I'm okay with that, but I don't find any other guy attractive. (Skeeter didnt understand, or really care. Because Dice stopped fuckin clients, Iggy stopped crying in the bathroom anytime someone flirted with Oli... and their brother Quinn... Well... Skeeter wasn't that close to him but since getting with Sterlin he stopped coming to the shop and being annoying... And hell, he got a hot girlfriend added onto it so Skeeter would give him props for somehow managing to get a boyfriend a girlfriend while having no game at all.
Wolfgang and Gavin... Disaster. You come for a tattoo and have to hear Gavin talk your ear off about some guy who played the bass, who he hadn't seen in five years and do you know how hard it is to get a good fuck buddy? Much less someone who bottoms from the top. Now said bassist is back, and he's the one stocking everyone's stations and cleaning up the shop and... fair enough you can see why Gavin was down bad. Tall, dark, and cheekbones for days, while apologizing for existing. (All while giving Gavin sad ass heart eyes like a heart broken ML who wife left him for her first love.)
Jaron and Styles; well... They've been together forever. Since high school. If you lucky sometimes Jaron's band does practice in the studio. If you're even luckier you come for a piercing and Styles doesn't fuck your shit up because he's too busy looking at his boyfriend.
And last is Jerome and Devin. They might not be the best artist in the shop, but their sex life is better than everyone's combined. Their 2017 Christmas card was Jerome completely naked with a bow over his dick and Devin crouched next to it giving a thumbs up. That is mild for them.
