Jena Young, 23, biromantic/graysexual, Jesy Nelson. Straight A student. Top notcher. Pre-med graduate. Life has always been full speed ahead. Quite arrogant and filled with words and words and words and words. Set in her ways, and judges others for not being like her. Typical "good" kid. Christian. Does not have a social life aside from her group of friends ( Face Four ). Does not think she needs any other friends other than Face Four.
Theo Kingston is 23 years old, a panromantic/bisexual, and is also a pre-med graduate. His mother is an immigrant from Sweden, though many assume his father is the immigrant due to his appearance. He is the only child and is his parents' absolute pride and joy, so he is used to having the attention focused on him. He is relatively outgoing and well liked by all those who meet him, all caught by his charm. Life has been relatively easy for him, and it was a piece of cake to snag the valedictorian spot in his high school class -- but when he got to college, he found himself challenged, by none other than Jena Young. She intrigues him and brings out a competitive nature he barely knew he had. His face claim is Jesse Williams.
Send “Slurred Words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.
On Julian’s coffee table, there was an impressive assortment of shot glasses, normal glasses, and half-empty alcohol containers spread all around. He lounged on the couch, legs hanging over the armrest, and he haphazardly held his phone against his ear. A very sober Charlotte was on the other end, annoyed with the drunken state of her brother and his inability to stop talking.
"Mm, I’m a-thinkin’, Char, maybe I should get Ted over here," he began to grin uncontrollably at the thought of him, giggling. "That way, I’ll be a-okay, and you don’t have to drive up here. Because," he laughed again, "I’m really drunk, I think. More than ever. Wow, wow, wow."
"Have you drunk any water?"
"Nooo, I have to get up, then. Ugh, no. I’m gonna call Ted, okay, Char? Hehe, Ted’s my favorite, didja know that? I like him a lot, maybe more than ice cream sundaes. He’s kind of mean when there’s other people but when it’s just me he’s diffrent," he insisted, mispronouncing the word spectacularly. "He’s a real good kisser, Char.” He burst into another fit of happy giggles at this, imagining the taste and feel of Ted on his own lips, brushing his fingers against them. He barely registered Charlotte’s stunned silence on the other end (he had never made any mention of romantic involvement before this). He was too enveloped by thoughts of Ted Dailey to notice.
"I think I love him, Char." The vulnerability and honesty in his tone quieted the both of them, as Julian thought about the truth he hadn’t ever said out loud before.
"You love him?" Charlotte’s voice was soft and concerned, trying to figure out what was going on in her brother’s head. It’d be much easier if she were there and could read his facial expressions, but she’d have to settle.
"Yeah."
Neither of them knew what to say to this, and Julian’s stomach felt like it’d dropped to the floor — he was a bit aware he had said something he shouldn’t have, but his mind was too cloudy to truly process it.
"Get up and get some water, Julian, I’ll be there in an hour or so."
He didn’t want her to have to come, but she sounded decided. “Okay,” he mumbled, trying to sit up. His head spun, and he laid back down, deeming it to dangerous to make the trek to his fridge. “I won’t be movin’, Char,” he promised, laughing a bit again, having forgotten about the explosive information he’d dropped mere minutes ago.
Send me a “Confess” and I’ll write a drabble about one character confessing to the other
Before another carefully worded remark escaped his lips, Leo exercised his self control and stopped it from ever leaving the brain. He took a long look at himself, and what he was doing. In reality, it was only a few seconds of hesitation before his feelings effectively took over.
"I missed you." Unlike before, his voice was defensive and guarded. It was sheer vulnerability, a state he rarely allowed people to see. Nikki — or, Annaliese, as she apparently went by now — had been one of the few that saw that side of him. She knew the significance.
He was afraid to look into her eyes — and the reasoning behind it was unsure. Was he more scared to see the familiar love gone from her eyes? Or was he terrified to see it? Leo was anything but sure.
Send me a “Kiss” and I’ll write a drabble about their first kiss
It seemed as though the whole world was asleep, except them. Sure, occasionally there were noises that suggested other people were awake and alive — but sometimes the silence was so deafening it began to unnerve Julian.
He looked over at Ted beside him, who seemed utterly fascinated by the starry sky above them (and not at all affected by that aforementioned silence). That never changed, no matter how many times they (illegally) made their way onto this roof and studied the sky. It made Julian smile involuntarily to see it, though. Or maybe it was just seeing Ted at all? So close to him?
No — ! What the hell? He kept having these thoughts, thoughts that sent him places that were not at all appropriate. But he wanted to know how their bodies might fit together. He wanted to experience having Ted as a pillow. Julian wanted to know what he tasted like, and not just imagine it — a thought that embarrassed him so much that he turned back to night sky, fighting off a blush.
Ted had to know what Julian had thought — God! His want, his need was so strong that Ted could not possibly be oblivious to it. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his head turn towards him, and he could then only wish that the darkness hid his pink cheeks.
After a while, Julian dared to gaze over at him again, finding that Ted was still studying him. He offered a small smile, as per usual. Before Julian could quite register it, Ted’s face was closer — much closer — and then, their lips were touching, and it felt like the rightest thing he’d ever taken part in. Only the stars and moon were witness to it, which in all honesty was the best audience they could have.
That smile widened for a split second, as Julian turned his body entirely to face Ted’s, too caught up in the fact that his wish had come true. But then, his worry and his doubt began to kick in — what if he was a bad kisser? What if Ted had regretted leaning in and meeting Julian’s lips? His mind wasted no time to remind him — you’re not gay, Julian Reynolds!
He pulled back, then, completely devoid of any words to say. All he had to give was a scared, weak smile, before turning back to look at the sky more. His hand, however, fumbled around for a moment, searching for Ted’s to hold on to.
His heart raced, and a cloud of confusion was beginning to wash over it all — but the fact of the matter was, it felt good, and neither his smile nor his hand were going anywhere, anytime soon.
+ special mention to the brat pack (I’m not sure who are actual members/honorary ones, especially since a lot of you have changed blogs but anyway, not taking chances)
5 - pick one of your characters to fuck, one to marry, one to kill
ehehehehe okay this was hard because all of them are so good looking wtf but i'd fuck levi rowland/rose sheridan, marry julian reynolds, and kill.... ummm??? i don't want to kill any of them they're my children D:
9 - your favorite AU’s to play out
i haven't done aus as much lately but i used to do aus that allowed a ship to happen like. normally muse a would be with b but in this au, muse a is with c. or they're an ot3 in this au. i've stopped doing that a lot because it does get a bit confusing, but it was fun.
otherwise, i LOVE supernatural aus. i'd also like to try out a zombie apocalypse au one of these days.
Lawrence dozed off in the office once and had a dream about Parker sucking him off under his desk and he woke up when someone knocked on his door and he just had the worst boner in the world. He maintained focus for like 10 more minutes before ringing in an early lunch break and you can only imagine what happened when he found Parker at home.
✖ the most graphic sext my muse has ever accidentally sent to one of their parents.
[ Lawrence ] Oh God I'm going to fuck your ass till you're begging and shaking, you hear me? You won't be walking for days.
[ Mom ] Lawrence Carmichael!
[ Lawrence ] Jesus, sorry mom. Ignore that.
[ Mom ] How dare you not tell me you have a girlfriend!
[ Mom ] It's about time! And here we were starting to think you didn't lean that way or something ridiculous of the sort
[ Lawrence ] You can fuck men in the ass too, you know.
[ Mom ] Lawrence, please
[ Lawrence ] I'm just saying, you still don't know for sure that I'm not gay
[ Mom ] Shush. Now are you bringing her around for Christmas or not?
[ Lawrence ] We'll see, mom. I'll talk to you later.
[ Lawrence ] And sorry for sexting you.
♫ an embarrassing song my muse has had sex to
Lawrence lost his virginity to She Will Be Loved but he's never repeated this to another human soul and he doesn't plan on doing so any time soon either.
☺ my muse’s funniest sexual memory.
There is absolutely no topping Parker stripping to My Heart Will Go On. Lawrence still can't help but chuckle out loud every time he so much as thinks about it.
✹ the worst sex-related injury my muse has ever had.
Well there was that one time he kissed a very sensitive spot on Parker's body, causing him to spazz out and elbow Lawrence right in the nose. It cracked at such a strange angle that Law bled for the longest time all while Parker ran around apologizing and trying to help out. Lawrence was laughing about it from start to finish though. He couldn't really believe that he'd somehow managed to get hurt trying to have sex, it was hilarious to him.
✺ the wildest intercourse my muse has ever had.
Lawrence has a tremendous sexual appetite. There's little he hasn't done and a bondage threesome at the local high end club is definitely at the top of his wild sex stories.
