I have a confession to make:
I’m in love with men who don’t exist.

To really stay engaged and hooked in to a show, I have to have huge mushy girly raging crushes on at least one of the male characters. (Though in rare instances, such as The West Wing, I had raging crushes on a couple of the men.)
So in honor of Friday, the inability to think, I bring to you…

I Love Someone Who Doesn’t Exist…

Topping my list is the one and only Josh “Lemon” Lyman, the Jewish wisecracking workaholic from The West Wing. Of my many television crushes, I think Josh has been the longest lasting. From the sexual tension in his relationship with his assistant Donna, to getting shot in season 1, my affection for him knows no bounds.

Coming in at a very close second is the infamous Mr. Big from Sex and the City. While there are many men on SatC who are endearing in their own rights, it’s always been Mr. Big for me. And Mr. Big does some deplorable things throughout the series of the show, but his charm and genuine efforts (particularly in the last season) have always made him a man after my own heart. (That could also be my love of bad boys with hearts of gold.)

Speaking of bad boys with a heart of gold… how can I not love Dean Winchester, the hellbound hottie brought back to Earth by the forces of Heaven? A lover of cheap beer, cheap hotels, raunchy language, and porn, coupled with a dirty sense of humor and a heart melting smile, what isn’t there for me to love?

Buffy the Vampire Slayer is another show whose many men stole my heart. From Xander to Oz, and the deliciously devilish Spike, there’s many a man to love! However, I have to give this one to Giles. Seen as stuffy and old-fashioned his first few seasons, Giles quickly becomes one of the most intriguing characters on the show. A man willing to don facial hair to corduroy elbows on his blazers, a fatherly figure who has a personal life and yet, can still kill a man with his bare hands. Giles is the ultimate Renaissance man, when brawn and beauty and brains are rolled in to one.

A delivish wit, a mind sharper than a scalpel, political and sexual incorrectness, and an arrogance that puts Nero to shame. Let me introduce you to my lover, Dr. House. What’s most amazing above the aforementioned qualities, loved above his sneaker collection and rock t-shirts, is how much I would respect him if he actually were my doctor. Maybe this makes me a masochistic patient, but I’d willingly let House give me a shot of love.

Honorable Mentions: Seely Booth (Bones); Henry (Ugly Betty); Dexter Morgan (Dexter); Gordon Ramsay (he’s not fictional, but that’s okay); Sam Merlotte (TrueBlood).

How about you all, cher? Is there any fictional man who gets your blood hot and bothered?

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