#jacksonstarter

[rxscss]

open starter for everyone !!

he had caught the red eye flight out of new york after filming last night’s episode for snl and made it back in time to film yet another episode of ‘the tonight show with jackson blackwell’ and to say he was exhausted was the understatement of the century. he didn’t even bother changing after he wrapped for the night and instead, headed to a party that his agents said he had to go to. was it a charity thing? a housewarming? a product launch? he couldn’t tell you. he had been getting funny looks all night, laughs and stares being pointed in his direction and he was getting tired of it. so, he approached someone, tapping them on the shoulder as he took a sip from his drink. “alright, you seriously gotta help a guy out and tell me...do i have something on my face? in my teeth?” he asked, completely not realizing that he had left set with a princess tiara on his head from the sketch he did on tonight’s show.

[fvckups-blog1]

“I didn’t get that part I wanted. And I need something stronger than coffee. So you’re taking me out for drinks, so I can drown my disappointment in copious amounts of alcohol.”

[simplyindierp]

@thalcssophile @biqscreenheartache

Jackson was standing at the punchbowl filling his cup as he glanced around the reunion. Just a bunch of people trying to show each other up. He saw his current boyfriend off talking to someone. They had met in high school, though they hadn’t started dating till college. After all he had been the sport star of the school, and Jackson was focused on his studies. College had allowed less social confinement, and Jackson was smart and successful in his major and was going to be someone.

Now they were together, and while some might want to show that off considering that he had climbed so far up the social ladder, Jackson didn’t see the point. Jackson looked at the snacks on the table only to jump when he felt a pair of hands on his waist squeezing tightly on his hips. For a moment he thought it was Hank, but when he peeked over his shoulder he spotted Beck Rosenhaven. The boy was trouble all throughout high school. And he had always made a habit of teasing Jackson and touching him.

Jackson didn’t understand the others obsession with him. And he always kept pressing. “Beck, hands off,” Jackson grumbled trying to swat the others hands away.

[innocentlyfriendly]

“I’m not surviving this..” 

[innocentlyfriendly]

This was the first time that Jackson was sleeping alone since he and his girlfriend broke up. He couldn’t help but hate being in bed alone, he sighed and tucked a hand behind his head. He grabbed his phone and twirled it in his hands wondering if he should cal her. 

[innocentlyfriendly]

Jackson quickly yet quietly walked down the hall to look for them, the school had been evacuated because of a gang shooting. When he left his class with the other students and realized that the one person he looked for wasn’t anywhere in the parking lot with the rest of the school. He snuck back in the school went to his locker, grabbed his baseball bat and went looking for them. Screaming their name, not caring if the shooter would hear him.

[innocentlyfriendly]

"Hold on.. I just.. can't breath.." Jackson spoke as he felt his chest clench and his breathing started to pick up.