#gabe madison

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✦ - colfinn, ♥ - pax/raf (rax? idek), ☁ - gabestan

✦ - Colin won’t tell Finn, but he remembers years ago when he was at some socialite function, he met some kid around his own age named Finbar and later he told his mom that he thought he was weird and his name was weird.

♥ - Raf ended up saying “I love you” one time during sex, and there was just a moment of silence following it.  They finished everything, then later when they were cuddling and about to fall asleep, Pax mumbled it back.

☁ - Even though they’ve been dating for like a year, Gabe still hasn’t told his family that he’s now dating a guy.  It leads to a huge fight that ends with Tristan storming out.  They don’t talk for a few days and eventually make up, but there’s still the lingering tension from it.

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♥ for kitlin, ☁ for all three sets of brothers

Kitlin

After any night where they get really into kinky stuff, in addition to the massive amounts of cuddling that follows, Colin usually makes sure he’s up first and makes Kit breakfast.

Brodison

After Gabe accidentally knocked up his then-girlfriend, it takes him a very very very long time to tell Theo because he assumes that Theo is just going to judge him for it and wouldn’t even be able to look Gabe in the eye anymore.

Wright Bros.

During a really bad fight between them, Felix said that Cal probably would have been a lot happier if Felix died in the car accident too.  And he wasn’t saying it just to push buttons, he feels like he messed everything up by surviving.

Brochla shut up it works

Morgan comes over for dinner one night and Oli conveniently neglects to mention that his boyfriend is also joining them which leads to Oli and Morgan having a yelling match in the kitchen and Morgan storming out.

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Gabe: 26, Franklin: 6 :)

26 - How does your character prepare for bed? Do they sleep at all or can they stay awake for days on end without trouble?

Whenever he gets ready for bed, Gabe usually will just lay in his bed for a while and listen to music to help him relax and unwind.  He has a special playlist that he'll listen to.  He's a deep sleeper for the most part.  And it doesn't take him long to actually fall asleep, though that's usually because he gets pretty tired at the end of the day so it just comes easily.

6 - If you were to pick one song - and only one song - to describe your character, what would it be and why?

Okay, it doesn't really describe him, but when I was formulating his character, my muse and ideas would really come full throttle whenever I listened to Clarity by Zedd.  When I was doing his app I actually had it on repeat because it just really worked and I have no idea why.

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Fan/Idol

Gabestan - asked by Patrick

Try as he might, Gabe couldn’t help but keep glancing at the man that was sitting at the same table as him at the coffee shop.  When he approached earlier and asked to take a seat, Gabe said it was fine without even looking up to see whom it was.  He was sitting there working on some project for one of his classes, so it didn’t bother him at all.  It wasn’t until he turned towards the other guy to ask to pass a napkin that he even saw who it was.  Gabe practically fell out of his chair when he recognized him.  There was no way this was happening.  No way.  Instead of saying anything, Gabe spent the next few minutes stealing glances.  However, it appeared the man was getting ready to leave.  Gabe would kick himself if he didn’t say anything, even if it was completely inarticulate.

  “U-um, excuse me.  A-are you..?”

  The man raised an eyebrow.  “Yeah?”

  Gabe looked around for a moment before lowering his voice.  “Nick Sampson?”

  The other man laughed.  “Yeah, I am.  But it’s actually Tristan.  Just don’t tell anyone, okay?”

  “I’ve seen like everything you’ve been in.”

  “Wow.  That’s a lot of porn.”

  Gabe’s face turned bright red.  “I, um, like what you do.”

  “Clearly,” Tristan said with a smirk.  “What’s your name?”

  “Gabe.”

  “You’re pretty hot, Gabe.  You ever think of doing porn?”

  Gabe bit his lower lip as he looked down at the table, then back up at Tristan.  “I-I thought about it.  Every person I’ve had sex with has said that I have the dick for it.  But I don’t really know how to go about it.  And I’m pretty sure that’d cause a huge roadblock in me being a teacher.”

  “Well, if you’re as good as it seems, you might not have to worry about that.  You get paid a pretty penny for doing videos.  Especially the more things you’re willing to do.”  Tristan grabbed Gabe’s notebook and pen and started to write something down on a fresh sheet of paper.  “This Friday they’re doing an open call for the chance to be in a movie with me.  Get a fan involved, you know?  I definitely think you should come down and show the producers what you’ve got.”  He slid the notebook back over.  “If you have the equipment like they say you do, well, I’m pretty sure we’re going to be seeing a lot more of each other.”  Tristan winked as he stood up from his chair and left the coffee shop.

  Gabe was left in a slight daze as he watched the door swing shut.  Did that really just happen?  He pulled the paper towards him and read the information.  The place wasn’t that far from his apartment.  It might be worth it to check it out.  He was about to close his notebook when he saw some more writing in the corner.  It read ‘Or you can give me a private demonstration tonight’ scrawled directly above a phone number.  Suddenly the project he’d been working on was the last thing on Gabe’s mind.

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for everyone: One thing you want everyone to know and one thing you want no one to ever know

Seth

I'm so disappointed in Spain for its World Cup performance and I could probably have done better than them.

I honestly can't remember the last time my dad said he loved me.

Colin

I'm going to be leaving the modeling agency I'm at and going to a different one.

I've probably cried more in the last month than I have my entire life.

Gabe

I'm going to be the Social Chair of Pike next year.

I'm worried that I'm never going to be good enough for anyone.

Sarah

If things keep going well in my internship, I think they may offer me a job once I graduate.

I'm terrified of failing the Bar.

Franklin

Getting to be on Broadway still feels so surreal.

But sometimes I wonder if I actually belong there or not.

Rowan

I'm like 99% sure at this point that Dr. Swenson is going to let me go on her anthropology field study next year.

I sometimes wonder if I picked the wrong major since it's super hard to get something good out of it.

Felix

I think I'm starting to finally get control of...my problem.

Despite what Cal says, I still think it's my fault our parents are dead.

Raf

It's okay to look different.  Great things can come from it.

I've walked by my parents' house more times than I can count but I can't bring myself to knock on the door.

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Met at Comic-Con AU

Gabestan - asked by Patrick

Tristan couldn’t believe that he was actually at Comic-Con.  He’d wanted to go for as long as he could remember, but there were many things that got in the way.  Money was usually the biggest issue.  Not only was the convention itself on the expensive side, but he had to pay for his travel expenses as well as the hotel that would be needed for a few days.  Most of the lodging prices got jacked up since the owners knew they would be flooded with people coming in for the convention.  The few times before when he could afford it, he simply couldn’t go for one reason or another.

  But finally the stars aligned and here he was in San Diego.  He’d only been there for a few hours so far but was already completely overwhelmed with everything.  Everywhere he turned there were people dressed in amazing costumes, many of which seemed to come directly off the pages of the comics.  Tristan glanced down at his own costume to compare it to the others.  Sure, his Sora outfit was more on the side of sexy than entirely accurate, but he didn’t care.  He’d worked hard on making it, and he worked hard on making his body look great.  Why not show it off a little bit?  Besides, there were a lot of people who were a lot worse than he was.

  Of course, it meant that he was practically always asked to be taken a picture with.  Tristan didn’t really mind.  It was actually kind of fun to be getting this much attention.  It led to some interesting shots, especially when he was with someone who was dressed as a more normal looking Sora.  They did the classic ‘this guy’ pose looking at each other.  Tristan did get a little annoyed when all the girls wanted to pose with him and pretty much use it as an excuse to feel him up.  There should have been more to it then that, but he couldn’t complain too much.  After all, there were probably people getting it a lot worse than him.

  Like the guy who seemed to have a huge throng of people practically swarming around him.  Tristan couldn’t see the person himself, but heard everyone saying how hot he looked.  Finally the crowd parted and Tristan’s jaw practically dropped.  Standing before him was by far the sexiest looking Aquaman he’d ever seen.  Shit.  Tristan thought he was in shape, but this guy practically put him to shame.  Suddenly the guy looked over and the two made eye contact.  Tristan could have sworn that the guy winked at him, but the couldn’t be sure.  Suddenly Aquaman guy was rushed again, so Tristan couldn’t talk to him.

  The rest of the day passed like it had earlier.  Tristan spent most of it taking pictures with people and just experiencing all that Comic-Con had to offer.  At the end of the whole thing, Tristan was waiting for the shuttle to his hotel to show up.  He’d just missed the other one, so it would be at least another twenty minutes before the next showed up.  He looked through his phone and flipped through the pictures to try to pass the time.

  “Are you sexy Sora?”

  Tristan turned around and saw Aquaman standing there, being not so subtle in his staring.  “Um, yeah.”

  Aquaman smiled.  “That’s fucking hot, man.”

  Tristan smirked.  “So you think I’m sexy?”

  The guy took a step forward.  “I’m thinking you have a great costume that looks good on you, but it’d look even better on the floor of my hotel room.”

  “You aren’t so bad looking yourself.  You’re making me actually start to like Aquaman.”

  The guy laughed.  “I bet I can make you like him a lot more.  Name’s Gabe.”

  “Tristan.”

  Gabe took another step closer.  “So, Tristan, what are you doing standing out here all by yourself?”

  Tristan leaned against his keyblade.  “I’m waiting for my hotel shuttle to come pick me up.”

  Gabe took one last step so that the two of them were only a few inches from each other.  “My hotel is only a few blocks away if you wanted to come hang out with me.”  He traced a finger down Tristan’s chest to his abs, sending a shudder through Tristan’s body.

  “That sounds like a good idea to me.”

  “Good.  Make sure you bring your keyblade.  And I’m not talking about the one you’re leaning on.”  Gabe winked at him, then turned and gestured for Tristan to follow.  Now Tristan was really glad that he managed to make it to the convention.

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Modern royalty AU

Brodison - asked by Josh

The sudden onslaught of sunlight on Gabe’s eyes caused him to cry out.  “Oh my god, turn that off right now.”

  “G-get up, Gabe.”  Theo said.  He walked over and ripped the covers off of Gabe’s bed, causing his twin to groan and curl up in his bed.  “Come on.”

  Gabe buried his head underneath his pillow.  “Come back later.  I’m still sleepy.”

  “There’s a difference between sleepy and hungover.”

  Gabe popped his head out from under the pillow and cracked his eyes open.  “How do you know I’m hung over?”

  Theo cleared his throat as he read from a newspaper.  “’Prince Gabriel seen partying in night club’.  I assumed.”  He tossed the paper onto Gabe.

  The boy sat up and frowned.  “They used my full name?  Really?”  Gabe looked at the paper.  The front page was covered in pictures from his night out last night.  Included were some that he didn’t even remember happening.  Maybe he ended up drinking more than he thought.

  Theo sighed and sat down on his bed.  “W-why can’t you behave?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “Y-you’re a prince, Gabe.  You can’t just go act like this all the time.  W-we have to act l-like royalty.”

  Gabe rolled out of bed and started to get dressed.  “What does it matter?  I’m third in line for the throne.  No one gives a shit what I do.  It’s not like I’m going to be in charge or anything.  As long as I don’t do anything too bad, what’s the harm?”

  “W-we still have to hold up a reputation.  It looks bad on everyone if you do.”  Theo leaned back on his hands.  “Besides, you’re wrong.”

  Gabe straightened up his shirt.  “What do you mean I’m wrong?”

  “Th-that’s why dad wanted me to come get you.  Brian’s g-gone.”

  “What do you mean, Brian’s gone?”  Gabe couldn’t imagine why their oldest brother wouldn’t be there anymore.  He got along well with everyone in the family and was already being properly groomed to take over whenever their father passed.

  “I-I-I don’t know.  Dad went to wake him up and he was gone.  Just a note saying he wasn’t coming back.”  Theo frowned as he crossed his arms.  “I-It’s really weird.”

  “Why do I feel like Max is behind this in some way?”

  “It was Brian’s h-handwriting.”

  “So?”  Gabe started to pace around his room.  “He could have easily made Brian write it so it wouldn’t look suspicious.  And then he had him taken care of.  Shit like this happens.”

  “B-but why would Max do that?”

  “Because, Theo, it makes him next in line for the throne.  As soon as Dad’s gone, he’s in charge.  Which also means I’m second, and you’re third.”  Gabe flopped on his bed, ignoring the dull aching sensation in his head from all the alcohol last night.  “Holy shit.”

  Theo turned to face his twin brother.  “W-what are we going to do?”

  Gabe covered his face with his arms.  What were they going to do?  It wasn’t like they could just go and accuse Max without any concrete evidence.  All they really had was a hunch.  That wouldn’t be able to prove anything.  “Well, I guess all we can do is just whatever we need to.  And try to see if we can prove Max did this.  And also make sure he doesn’t try to get us.”

  “W-Why would he go for us?  We aren’t a th-threat.”

  “Because Max is crazy.  That’s why.”  Gabe glanced at the paper on his bed and sighed.  It looked like his wild nights were going to have to end.

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colin and gabe

Colin

What they smell like: Fancy cologne.

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): He sleeps on his back, usually with the covers only pulled up to his chest or just at his waist.  He tries to keep a decent sleep schedule, but on the weekends that gets pretty much destroyed.

What music they enjoy: He's pretty into the Top 40 stuff.  Basically anything they play at the club.

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: Not including showering, maybe half an hour.  Hair that good doesn't just happen.

Their favorite thing to collect: He doesn't really collect anything.

Left or right-handed: Rightie

Religion (if any): None

Favorite sport: Field hockey

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): He likes to do sightseeing, though he also likes to kind of just sit back and watch the world go by.

Favorite kind of weather: Early summer, when the high is only like 75 and there's a decent breeze blowing.

A weird/obscure fear they have: It sounds so snobbish, but he thinks a lot about what would happen if suddenly his family lost everything.

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: The squirt gun thing.

Gabe

What they smell like: His body wash, which is the generic "pleasant smelling but still kind of masculine in a way" scent.

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): He's a side sleeper.  He actually does have a somewhat regular sleep schedule, getting between 6-7 hours a night.

What music they enjoy: He's into the classic rock stuff.  Zeppelin, Styx, etc.

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: Like no time.  He showers at night, so he just sort of rolls out of bed, puts on clothes, makes sure his hair doesn't look too crazy, and rolls out.

Their favorite thing to collect: He's into rocks that are shaped like things.  Like hearts or whatever, so if he sees one, he picks it up.

Left or right-handed: Left

Religion (if any): Doesn't really have one?  He sort of believes in God, but doesn't like, go to church or anything like that.

Favorite sport: Football for sure.

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): He's way more into exploring.  Just like "hey let's see where this road goes, and then we can go from there!"

Favorite kind of weather: Partly cloudy, so it's warm, but not that warm.

A weird/obscure fear they have: Broken glass.  For reasons.

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: The milk bottle where you have to knock all of them over.