YOUNG, lucas james

[LUCAS JAMES YOUNG]

lucas james young
nineteen ,, new york ,, drummer for WE DANCE WITH MONSTERS ,, bicurious,, sweetheart
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" Lucas James Young, a 19 year old whose just trying to fit in whilst being himself as best he can. He's an all around nice guy, but at times he could be too nice, which often gets him taken advantage of. He’s a pushover at times, but will go out of his way to make you happy. He puts others before himself and doesn’t really hold any grudges. Yes, the boy is a lover, not a fighter. He keeps all mean thoughts to himself, he believes the worst that’s said, the more drama will eventually erupt. He tries his best to stay from exactly that, drama. He’s a loyal friend and music is passion. He treats all his friends equally, and they’re the only ones that get to see his fun side. He lets loose much more around them and he knows it, he’s starting to slowly warm up to fans, sometimes he gets a bit overwhelmed though and needs to calm down for a bit. Sometimes it can lead to a minor anxiety/asthma attack. When nervous, he does tend to ramble, and he gets excessively red in the face. But once he warms up to people, he’s an all around great guy that you would definitely want to take home to mama.

He's a virgin, funny when he wants to be, and a real sweetheart. He doesn't necessarily think you should be in love when you lose your virginity; he's just...not the type to just have sex with a random person. Promiscuity is pointless to him, he's a big monogamous. He likes relationships and treating the girl like a princess. But they always end up taking advantage of his kindness and hurting him, which is why he doesn't give it up so quickly. He knows how to keep it in his pants. He doesn't let his past girlfriends ruin his feelings about love; he just figures they weren’t the right girl. Plus, he tended to pick the wrong girls too, the ones who just kept a guy around just to treat him like a yoyo. But that’s the thing about him, he’s not picky, but you bet your ass, now, he’s a bit more careful in selection.

He's never been with a guy before, but sometimes feels something when he sees an attractive male. Because he's not aggressive to take the initiative when it comes to love interests, he's never tried. He's also scared to ever make a move with a guy, since he's so inexperienced and what if the guy was one of those homophobes? So he doesn't know if he's bi or not... so for now, we'll call him bicurious, until further notice.
Lucas was raised entirely by his mother, his dad left when he was 3. He didn’t want a kid and he didn’t love his mother, so he ditched them. Lucas is actually glad he wasn’t around though. He feels as if being raised by his mom turned him into this sweet and genuine person. He has taken on so many of her traits and He's really glad he did, because he's a huge mama’s boy. He thinks she’s the most amazing woman in the world. Though sometimes, he wishes he had met his dad, just to know what he was like, and if he would ever come around to wanting to know Lucas.


So Lucas was mainly raised by his mother, a sweet warm-heart woman, who treated him with pure love and care. She played both roles of mom and dad, she worked a 9 to 5 job, cleaned up the house, cooked dinner after, etc. Growing up Lucas couldn’t help but look up to his mother, at first he wasn’t aware of how difficult her position was to keep up with, but he eventually caught on. He wanted to help her out, but didn’t know where to begin, he was a fulltime student and there wasn’t many places that hired only on the weekends or just nights. When he was 11, his mother fell in love with someone new, being very fertile, she had another boy. She got married the same year and Lucas actually doesn’t mind his step-father.

Over the years, Lucas had found a love for music; he started banging on things more and more as he grew older. For his 15th birthday, his mom and step-dad had managed to get together enough money to buy him a drum set. It wasn’t the best quality, it was used actually, but hey, money was tight. Lucas didn’t care though, he practiced that thing every day, and he had weekly lessons too. The more he played and practiced, the better he got, eventually he had found some friends that were interested in starting a band. He puts most of his time and devotion to making their band a success, when they got the announcement of their spot on the IMA ZOMBIE tour; he vowed that he’d take care of his family when they were much bigger. His mother was his inspiration and he knew he couldn’t let her down.


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^{hey, so i'm steph. i've been roleplaying for 7 years now. as well as this character, i also play david adams greene. you can reach me by pm if you need me for anything. i found made up stories by feigningxperfection and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

The events of the previous day were definitely overwhelming. After Nate had left JTs house, JT stayed in his room the rest of the night. He didn’t tell his mother much, he just told her he needed space and time to heal. She left him be and urged his father not to bug him, which he thankfully didn’t. JT stayed in his bed, cramped into his comforter crying a bit into his pillow. It had all gone so wrong. He hated everything that he said and hated Nate for the stuff that he said. He wish he could just rewind, start everything over. He wanted to be happy again, but he felt as if he was far from that.

When he woke the next morning, he didn’t budge, he remained in his bed with a blank expression on his face. He didn’t know what to think, feel, or do right now. Eventually he had to use the restroom, which took way too much energy to get him to stand and walk out of his room to. ”Jeremy, you can’t sulk forever… honey”, his mother said lovingly as she lightly touched his cheek, ”Things always tend to work themselves out…”, he nodded thankfully and left the restroom when he was finished. He went back to his bedroom but didn’t go back to his bed, he thought about trying to draw, but he didn’t have to energy or passion to draw anything right now. He was afraid all that would come out of his pencil would be a sketch of Nate’s face or something, or something depressing, which JT did not need a memory of.

He went to his computer in hope of some magical you tube entertainment, something to help him smile again. He always liked that KASSEM G fellah, so that’s exactly where he went first. He didn’t know his messenger had signed him on, a feature he had forgotten to disable when he first downloaded the messenger. Nate had messaged him and had sent him a video file to view, JT was reluctant to watch it but did it anyways .His curiosity took over him, plus, Nate had asked him nicely. JT watched the video, sighing at the words that were spoken; he wasn’t sure what to reply to that. Either way, the video didn’t take back the things that were brought up last night. He managed to arrange a small meeting with Nate, he didn’t want to have a serious conversation such as this online. He liked to see the facial expressions and body language in these types of situations, that’s what really told if the person meant any of it at all.

He stood up and looked down at what he was wearing, sweats and a sweatshirt, his comfort clothes when sad. He didn’t want to change, for once he didn’t feel the need to, he had no body to impress… JT walked downstairs, his dad already out running errands, his mom was around the house cleaning. He slipped his hands in his sweater pockets and walked outside, he wasn’t sure if he wanted Nate in his house right now. He sat down on the white bench that sat on his pouch and brought his knees to his chest, hugging them as he waited for Nate to get there.

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