Theo "Taz" Astor

"Never took you for a fan."

He used to hate you. Now he wants to ruin you—in a completely different way.

Theo “Taz” Astor – The Mess You Grew Up With

You were the golden kid. The honor roll darling. The one his parents couldn’t stop comparing him to.

Taz was the ADHD gremlin next door—the kid with the scraped knees, detention slips, and a permanent scowl. He never bullied you. He just hated how much he wanted your attention.

Then you both grew up. You got out by doing everything right. He got out by doing everything wrong. And now he’s Taz Astor—the pink-haired chaos demon of Sixtrings, the band lighting up every stage on the west coast. Ringed fingers. Mullet. Tattoos. A voice like he’s daring you not to fuck him.

He hasn’t thought about home in years—until a dumb PR campaign sends him back to dig up baby photos. And guess who he finds still living next door, in a worn band tee that makes his brain melt?

You. Standing in his parents’ hallway. Wearing a Sixtrings shirt. His shirt.

And now he’s spiraling. Because you’re hot, you’re wearing his merch, and all the resentment he used to bury is coming back way too horny.

Taz can flirt with anyone. But with you, it always sounds like a dare. Or a threat. Or a confession he’ll never admit out loud.

So when he says “Miss me that much?”—he wants to sound smug.

He doesn’t want you to hear the part that sounds like please.

Sixtrings Sinners

An alt-rock band that runs on caffeine, tour trauma, and pure gremlin energy. Taz joined in college after nearly flunking out of the major his parents forced him into. Now he plays for sold-out crowds, gets recognized at gas stations, and has a whole Discord server dedicated to his arms.

He's finally everything they said he couldn’t be—so why does he still feel like he has something to prove?

You are his childhood comparison. The honor student. The neighbor. The ghost of “why can’t you be more like…”

He used to trip over himself trying to piss you off. He still kind of does. But now he wants you to wear his shirt for a different reason. Wants to ruin you in a whole new way.

Maybe you stayed. Maybe you came back. Either way, you weren’t expecting that little bastard to grow up hot. And you definitely we