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Show & Tell
shark vs the universe
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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almost home
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@aubrey-granger
send me ‘ 🖤 ‘ for our muses to go on an inexpensive, simple date (Aubrey taking Jack around the museum tho)
They had turned down a small side alley that looked more like a tiny street. A sign hung in front of it that said “Authorized Personnel Only.” Once they reached a door with a key card entry, Aubrey turned to Jack with a grin.
“Now you need to promise me you’ll be on your best behavior.”
send me ‘ 🍫 ‘ for your muse to give mine a box of chocolate
“I...um...I wasn’t really sure how to say thank you. I’ve been thinking about this for days.” Aubrey shrugs and holds out a small green velvet box with a gold bow. “Even this seems trite, all things considered but you can’t go wrong with chocolate. Right?” That last work was said with a nervous squeak.
💘 Valentine’s Day Prompts! 💘
send me ‘ 💖 ‘ for your muse to ask mine out
send me ‘ 💖+ ‘ for my muse to ask yours out
send me ‘ 💍 ‘ for your muse to propose to mine
send me ‘ 💍+ ‘ for my muse to propose to yours
send me ‘ 😢 ‘ for your muse to breakup with mine
send me ‘ 😢+ ‘ for my muse to breakup with yours
send me ‘ 💋 ‘ for your muse to kiss mine on the lips
send m e ‘ 💋+ ‘ for my muse to kiss yours on the lips
send me ‘ 💐 ‘ for your muse to give mine a bouquet
send me ‘ 💐+ ‘ for my muse to give yours a bouquet
send me ‘ 💌 ‘ for my muse to write yours a love letter
send me ‘ 🧸 ‘ for your muse to give mine a stuffed toy
send me ‘ 🧸+ ‘ for my muse to give yours a stuffed toy
send me ‘ 🍫 ‘ for your muse to give mine a box of chocolate
send me ‘ 🍫+ ‘ for my muse to give yours a box of chocolate
send me ‘ 💛 ‘ for our muses to go on an expensive, fancy date
send me ‘ 🖤 ‘ for our muses to go on an inexpensive, simple date
send me ‘ 🕯️ ‘ for our muses to have a romantic, candlelit dinner at home
@fuascailt
Well, Josh had never been to Chicago.. But according to the stranger, it wasn’t unlike this grand city they were in. He gave the man a lazy lopsided smile, and now that they had gotten to their feet all right it would probably be fine for them both to carry on with their day.
“No problem.” He waited a couple of seconds, made sure the other wouldn’t fall over again before turning around to head to his car, keys already in his hands. But he soon stopped in his tracks, a thought nagging at him. “Do you need a ride somewhere?“ He glanced at the other man’s cane, wouldn’t want to assume they had trouble getting anywhere, but perhaps it would ease some of their pain of not having to navigate the crowds. “It wouldn’t be a problem.. It’s the least I can do for uh,” he trailed off, vaguely gestured at the ground.
He was usually pretty independent with this kind of thing. pride was an issue for Aubrey. However it was the end of a stupidly long day, and he was a bit flustered by the fall. There was a look of relief on his face, and he looked both ways before crossing the sidewalk closer to Josh.
“Honestly? That would be a godsend. I appreciate it.”
Aubrey laughed at the gesture and shook his head. “Don’t even worry about it, if it hadn’t been you, it would have been someone else. And just so you aren’t taking a stranger into your car, I’m Aubrey.” He offers Josh his free hand.
⛄ - Do you have a favourite holiday?
I’m pretty partial to Halloween.
✼ - Do you think the character/characters you role play as reflect who you are?
(Oooo good question)
When it comes to Aubrey there are pieces of us that match. We are both 80′s music lovers and dino nerds. That’s about the extent of the reflection. Past that he is his own little creature.
A new Munday Meme; send me a number and I will answer
1: how many blogs do you run on tumblr?
2: What's your favourite place in the world?
3: Where is your favourite place you've been?
4: What is your current favourite movie?
5: Favourite album?
6: Can you drive? Do you?
7: Post a photo of your current view
8: What's your dream holiday (vacation)?
9: What's your favourite time of year?
10: Would you be the techie help or the one on stage if you were in a show?
11: Have you ever been in love?
12: Are you the type to take painkillers or fight on through?
13: Do you play a sport?
14: Apart from tumblr, What's your most visited website?
14: What is your most worn piece of clothing?
15: Do you wear any jewellery? What's your most worn piece?
16: Pizza or Chinese of you were ordering takeaway?
17: What's your zodiac sign? Do you believe in astrology?
18: Harry Potter or The Hunger Games?
19: Do you have any kids? Want any?
20: Are you a big city slicker or a country kid at heart?
21: Do you have a quote that really speaks to you? What is it?
Munday Meme Extraordinaire Send me a symbol and I’ll answer ooc
☕ - Do you prefer coffee or tea? Perhaps neither, or both?
☠ - Do you think you’d survive a zombie apocalypse?
☺ - Post a picture of yourself or describe what you look like!
⚽ - Are you active?
⛄ - Do you have a favourite holiday?
♫ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music, if no, why not?
☤ - Have you ever had to go to the emergency room? Why?
♪ - Do you play any instruments?
⚖ - Opinions on the fandom your muse blong to?
♿ - Is there anything about your body you’d like to change if given the chance?
✂ - Do you hate people easily?
✼ - Do you think the character/characters you role play as reflect who you are?
⚄ - Do you play videogames? Have a favourite?
✵ - Are there any other fandoms you’d like to approach?
⚜ - If you role play more then one muse, do you have a favourite?
⛔ - In real life, are you friendly?
⨁ - Do you hold grudges, or easily let things go?
♥ - Besides fictional characters, is there someone you love?
♾ - Which timezone are you in?
W - What do you do for a living?
♡ - OTP for your muse?
⚔ - NOTP with your muse?
☰ - Fun random fact about the mun!
☘ - Wildcard! Ask the mun anything you’re interested in finding out.
Dr. Aubrey Granger // paleontologist-assistant curator-dino nerd
fandomless oc // written by Ever
about // guidelines
Going to California
@splintercd
Until recently, all of the times he had visited the cave system he was exploring for his research he had missed it. Wrapped up in the activity of the fish he was studying, he hadn’t thought to look at the cave walls. It wasn’t until three years in that a glint of light from the wall caught his eyes and finally he noticed it. A massive fossil, some ancient relative of a whale by his untrained judgement. While he was becoming an expert in modern aquatic creatures, his knowledge of more ancient creatures and their fossils was…limited to say the least.
He’d emailed Dr. Granger in hopes of collaboration. He would give the other research the opportunity to investigate and document the fossil while preserving the fragile ecosystem of the caves.
Rocking up to the coffee shop he grabbed a coffee and surveyed the area. If he had to guess….he approached Aubrey’s table, plopping down across from him with his coffee, “Granger, right? I’m Asa. Sorry it’s me and not my PI, but I’ve taken point on this project and frankly she’s not terribly interested in fossils. Hence I emailed you.”
Aubrey was always too early to things, so while he was waiting he had pulled out a small notebook. He figured it might be fun to document his trip. Lately he has found journaling again and wondered why he ever stopped.
Looking up as Asa sat down, he grinned at the other man and closed the notebook. “Lucky guess.” Aubrey sat up a little more, realizing he had slouched a little while writing. “Are you terribly interested in fossils?”
Send 📖+ an AU scenario to get a glance at what my muse would be like in that universe
Welcome to Cardiff
@canspotatimeagent
Just at that moment, Jack came rushing into the alcove. He’d been tracking the weevil, but unfortunately, he’d been tracking it on CCTV, which meant that once it stopped running, Jack was pretty clueless as to where it had gone. Sure, he’d had an idea, but he’d have to pound the pavement in order to find its exact location.
And that was how he’d happened upon poor Aubrey and the weevil. Although right now, it seemed like Aubrey was giving as good as he got. Not that Jack had much time to stop and ponder, diving right into the melee and pulling out a small spray can. He pressed the nozzle, spraying it directly into the weevil’s face. The creature recoiled as if it’d been sprayed with pepper spray - though it had no effect on the humans. The weevil immediately leapt up, running out of the alcove and back onto the street. Jack moved to chase after the weevil, but then he caught sight of blood on Aubrey’s trouser leg. That was a bit more pressing - besides, the rest of the team could easily track the weevil now that it was on the move again.
He knelt back down beside Aubrey, helping him sit up. “Hey, are you alright?”
Somehow the pain from the bite was worse than the time he got shot. The burning of it went deeper, and he could feel it throb now. The intensity was making him sweat, and the corner’s of his vision started to go blurry. As Jack helped him sit up, Aubrey leaned against the other man. The solidness of him felt strangely distant, like he was floating.
“What, the hell was that thing?” His voice was hoarse, and it was clear breathing was becoming an issue for him.
This post explains how I got my muse back. (and oh yeah, there is my face. I hope I don’t regret this)
This past weekend my spouse and I went to the Field Museum in Chicago. Which for my main verse/Aubrey’s backstory is where he did his college internship and later came back to work. I was in Aubrey’s place of employment. It was fantastic.
And now you know I’m just as much of a dino nerd as my muse. (well maybe not as much)
A strange gift
@interphrase
Marcus isn’t unused to getting calls from desperate people seeking answers. Father Daniel had called him, first, telling him where he was going to be going in advance of a call from Aubrey himself–at which point, he was on his way in that direction, so as to save time.
It was explained to him, and he’d been texted photographs of the symbols and the seal.
Dark magic, clearly. Containing something ancient and evil, even more certainly.
When Marcus arrives at Aubrey’s home, it’s raining, and he holds his hat to his head to keep the worst of the water off his face. He holds his bag in the other hand, and in it is more than a few pieces of religious iconography, including his worn and trustworthy copy of the Bible, filled with drawings and notations.
He would need everything he had.
The young man that answered the door, leaned heavy on his cane and it looked like sleep had passed him by for a few days. As he ran a hand through his hair, Marcus could see a few bits of wax under his nails.
“Father Marcus? Please, come in.”
He moved to let the older man inside and closed the door behind him. The living room was only lit by the light coming from the kitchen. It cast eerie shadows from the various strange bone structures Aubrey had on the walls. The air felt thick, and electrified. There was already a touch of influence from the box that could be sensed.
The object in question was sitting on the coffee table. Most of the wax seal was still intact, but flakes of wax could be seen on the table. Evidence of the few moments of weakness that Aubrey had.
“Please tell me you can hear them...” Aubrey said softly as he fell to sit in a nearby chair.
“Ouff,“
He felt something collide against his shoulder, but the man brushed it off with a frown, leaving it to a simple outcome that happened on a busy street. That’s what he got for looking down at his phone.
It wasn’t until Josh heard the clattering and the cursing that he registered what had happened and paused in his long strides to look back. He spotted the man on the ground, now feeling slightly remorseful for wanting to hurry back to the office rather than helping them out. Surely someone else around them could?
But he resigned himself to his ‘polite’ side, knowing full well it had probably been their collision that caused the accident, carefully weaving through the other onlookers to get to the fallen stranger. Pocketing his phone, he let out a sigh as he lent down to check on them – Josh was wearing the wrong suit for this. “Hey, you all right?” He grabbed the cane from an onlooker trying to help, and held it out for the other man. “Need help getting up?” Then he offered his other hand.
Aubrey’s face was flushed with embarrassment. It had been awhile since he had taken a spill like this and it was bringing back bad memories. Hearing the other man’s voice he looked up at Josh and nodded. Taking the offered hand, and his cane in the other he let out a long sigh. At least he got to his feet with little issue.
“Yeah, I’m okay.” there was a laugh to his voice, as he was trying to make light of the situation. “I spent a good chunk of my life in Chicago, you’d think I’d be better at this kind of thing.” Aubrey quietly tried to assess any extra damage, and figured he got out of this with just a scraped knee.
“Thanks for the help.”
The good kind of homesick
“Alright.” He said that, and then realized it was a bit of a non-answer, and he shrugged and tried to elaborate. “It’s been work and appointments. The usual. I don’t really know how to say how I’ve been other than that.”
Diego, truthfully, didn’t believe he was all that interesting. Aside his tiger, he didn’t really have much to show for himself.
“What about you?”
“Honestly about the same.” Aubrey grinned, fingers tracing along the edge of his coffee mug. He would sneak a glance or two in Diego’s direction as they sat together. While he was curious about the other man’s situation, he also had an almost distracting desire to know more about him. About the other part of him.
“So what do you do when you’re not neck deep in work and appointments?”
