BLAIR & LEE MOODBOARD ( feat: @leelabeque ) “If you ever say anything like that again, I swear I will kill you.”
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BLAIR & LEE MOODBOARD ( feat: @leelabeque ) “If you ever say anything like that again, I swear I will kill you.”
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“Think of it like a science experiment. Us two, plus Lexi’s psychic mojo? — sounds lucky to me.”
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Kevin Rudolf - Everyday I’m a Star in the City
Every day I’m a star in the city Walk the streets like a wanted man All the time got my shine looking pretty Motherfuckers all know who I am…
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send me a 🎼 and i’ll link a song that represents my muse’s feelings about yours.
BROMANCE BY CHESTER SEE (FEAT. RYAN HIGA)
You're my homieYeah ya know me And if you ever need a wingman I'd let any girl blow me off
[text] so an orgy is about to happen in the next room if you wondered where i am currently at in life
Nick: WHAT?! I’m on my way.Nick: PS: I have my birthday suit on.Nick: ;)
FMK: Adam, Lee, Jeremy
F: Jeremy. Because why not?
M: Lee. We can rule the world together.
K: Adam. It’s not you, it’s your eyelashes.
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Our muses’ are drunk and making bad decisions leave a ❋ in my askbox for our muses’ to share a stupid, drunken kiss.
FLASHBACK
(Assuming this took place awhile back at some party when Lee and them were still in college.)
“She abandoned me,” Blair huffed, as she collapsed onto Lee’s lap. He was the first familiar face she’d seen in the last half hour. Her sidekick, and volunteer caretaker for the evening had bailed. Or at the very least, disappeared. She couldn’t be trusted with a stranger at the moment, and therefore seeked the companionship of someone she recognized.
When he didn’t respond to her complaint, or so not verbally, Blair hiccuped. “Caro,” She clarified. Not that, saying the name really mattered. She was sure, Lee didn’t care and was barely even listening. “You look nice,” She told him; quickly changing the subject. Her head was spinning despite her non-movement. She couldn’t recall how much she’d had to drink. Let alone, what else her mind or body was reacting to. A mix of alcohol and Devil’s spirit, maybe?
Using her pointer finger, Blair toyed with the collar of Lee’s shirt; admiring the color he was wearing and the fact that, for once, his ensemble appeared clean. “Oh my god, are you – are you, wearing cologne?” Blair gasped; surprised, as she leaned in to take a small whiff and determine whether or not the sweet-candied scent was coming from him. From what she could gather, it was. Now impressed, she adjusted herself in his lap, and pressed her shoulder against the rugged build of his chest. Pretty soon, she caught herself returning his gaze. The other bodies in the room existed as nothing else but background images and noise; none of which she developed any interest in. The warmth of his particular body sitting still beneath her was just about the only thing she seemed to concern herself with. It was comforting to have him there. Though normally, she wouldn’t have bothered to get this close to him. Not unless she wanted something (usually drugs).
But for some reason, in this moment, he felt rather inviting. Maybe that was because, he tucked an arm around the back of her, as if to keep her steady and from toppling over (which she was likely to do in her inebriated state). Whatever the reason, Blair succumbed to his welcoming gesture and later found herself glued to his lips. She wasn’t entirely sure how the kiss had transpired, or when. All she knew was that it wasn’t as bad as she imagined. On a scale of one to ten, he was graded a reluctant eight. Of course, she would never admit that observation to him or to anyone else, out loud. “Mm, no wait, I can’t–” Blair eventually mumbled as she broke their kiss. It suddenly dawned on her who this was, suctioned to her mouth. It was Lee. – Refusing to say another word or draw any more attention onto herself, Blair climbed out of his lap and staggered away; neglecting to dwell on what just happened.
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☛ What is their typical response to being given orders?
Stefan doesn’t respond well to threats. He’s very cooperative, but selective, obviously. He was heavily influenced by his parents, especially his Father throughout his childhood. He’s hesitant to take Damon’s advice, mainly because he believes that Damon’s lack of taking any responsibility is the reason their Father has double the expectations. It’s always weighed down on him. He admires Damon’s life philosophy, but he’s not easily influenced by it. He’s kind of a Mommaa’s boy, but that’s a secret. Stefan is easily influenced by his good friends, especially Lee and Lexi. Lee was a bad influence on Mason and Stefan their first year of college, but in the best kind of way. Lee is the friend that lives in a way so polar opposite to the life Stefan’s always lived. As does Lexi, who inspires the open mindedness in Stefan. Mason and Dave have influence over Stefan, in the sense that he trusts their judgment and wouldn’t hesitate if the time called for his participation. He’s easily convinced/manipulated by these people, and in some cases, like with Lexi, she may mean well but her ideals aren’t necessarily the best fit for Stefan. He doesn’t realize it though.
Stefan with his Parents: Growing up, Stefan hardly questioned or disobeyed his parents. They dictated orders, which he followed under the impression that’s the way to live. Because of this, Stefan never really connected to his Father on an emotional level, the way he had with his brother, Damon. Whenever bad things happened, Stefan and Damon were not allowed to mourn or show pain. They were forced to keep moving and continue to what they needed to do. With his Father, the bond feels more like a business tie, than a Father and son relationship. Stefan’s willingness to follow and act upon Giuseppe’s every order had landed him the role of being granted their family legacy. Giuseppe knew Damon would rebel, intent on following his own mind, while with Stefan, it would take effortless convincing to comply. He entered college with the predetermined responsibility,and this is a reason why he freaked. Stefan almost always did what he was told as a subconscious means of avoiding the comparison he often considered between himself and Damon. Of the two, Damon was the leader, who showed him how things were done, who’d probably never for a moment, contemplated the insecurities that constantly run through Stefan’s mind. Having feared the comparison, Stefan mostly complied his Father’s orders. Despite being aware of his misery to come with his Father’s control overl him. He wanted everyone to be happy, and for the longest time, aimed to make his Father happy and proud of him. It bothers Stefan that his Father believes he knows what Stefan wants out of life, or rather, what he needs. Stefan gained his Father’s full approval at 17. The achievement was ironic, because wining his Father’s full, utmost approval, meant taking on a role he didn’t want.
* Canon Reference: A quote from Stefan’s journal in 1864, “Father knew Damon wouldn’t stand for it. He knew that I would say yes, just like always.” Suggesting that Stefan’s only significance being his obedience. Giuseppe admits the moment Stefan and Damon sided with the vampires, was the minute they were dead to him. In a sense, once Stefan no longer obeyed hid Father, he was no longer of valued importance. His Father was so quick to cut him off, no matter how many years Stefan devoted complete loyalty. Despite that, up until the moment he acted upon instinct to defend himself from his Father’s attack, Stefan plead he would allow himself to die before transitioning. Stefan simply wanted to say his good-byes, ending on a note of his Father’s good will. His defense countered with a force of strength he’d only discovered then and there, and Giuseppe’s open wounds curved the turning point. His Father’s blood filled the air with a compelling scent that’d soon led to Giuseppe’s perish, forever on Stefan’s hands. This sort of parallels the RP with Stefan cutting loose of unwanted responsibilities, he wants to better understand himself, and to do that, he must be selfish until his Father is willing to compromise. This is why Stefan is having a hard time making peace with his actions. He can’t write things off with simple justification, not when it comes to the people he cares about.