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@OfficialMonstaX: [#아이엠] U got me and i got u Things that we got never flew #jealousy
@OfficialMonstaX: [#아이엠] Wait! this is just a intro,hold tight let’s get it
“To fake IDs,” He lifted his plastic cup to the other, bumping theirs maybe a little too eagerly, quickly bringing the brim to his mouth to take a generous gulp of the remaining alcohol. “Mine says I’m twenty-eight and from Michigan. My name you ask? Dillon Morrison. Genius I know.”
Jae sputtered out a laugh, almost choking on the drink he had been nursing at the male’s words. “no offense, but you look not even a day over sixteen,” the male mused into his plastic cup, taking in a gulp of the mixed liquor, that he really wasn’t sure what it was, just that a girl behind the bar handed it too him all too happily. “but, hey, here’s to you actually being able to use a fake ID and not getting caught.”
FREMONT TASK 001: CHARACTER AESTHETIC — JAE PARK
Jae’s first floor room was quick to grow into his own personal space in the span of a year. What was previously the standard one bed room bare of personality and just the basic necessities that came with it, transformed into a art-filled room, photographs that Jae took and tattoo sketches that he loved too dearly to give away; covering the walls. the provided desk, littered with unfinished sketches, books filled with the already finished products, and parcels for the custom made sketches that were ordered through his small online shop; ready to be sent out to their forever home. His tattoo equipment settled along a shelf he salvaged, Various types of music can always be heard flowing through the thin walls and out into the parking lot, and usually accompanied by Jae’s not to in-tune singing. When the music is turned down in favor of keeping other residents on his better side during the night hours, the hum of a tattoo gun can be heard. Either touching up his own, or working on a whole new tattoo -- on himself, and others. Early morning phone calls can be heard before the break of dawn, every day at the same time, conversations carried in his mother tongue to his family on the other side of the country.
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Anyone else would probably be furious, but Chris wasn’t bothered. The flask he kept was the least of his secrets, and to him, it didn’t particularly matter. “I reckon so. You’re quite observant,” he chuckled, shaking his head. A smile quirked at the corners of his lips as he took another swig, before offering it to the stranger. “Did you want some for yourself, brother?”
A laugh left Jae’s lips at the confirmation from the male, shaking his head with a crooked grin. “damn, and here i thought i was good at hiding shit.” he hummed, clearly all too amused by the current situation. when the flask was offered out to him, Jae shook his head with a small wave of his hand. “nah, i’m good, thank you though, I have work later on and it’s best if I don’t turn in drunk.” he said. “ but tell me, is it a new requirement for people to carry flasks in their bible to keep them sated or is it just the select few?”
“lil’ wanker.” aubrey curses underneath her breath, frustration painting the entirety of her face within a second. she’s clearly bitter, not finding the joke very laughable. if drunk, perhaps she would be more carefree about someone undoing her triangle, string bikini top for the fun of it. perhaps she wouldn’t be standing there with her hands firmly settling upon her chest preventing any spillage with two bags of groceries slung from each of her arms. “you have impeccable timing!” she calls out, more or so thinking out loud before she catches feet shuffling on the bitumen behind her. “you gonna just stand there or help a girl out?” the brunette’s words don’t mean to come out as a demand as such yet she’s unsure whether the person behind her is the person who did it, or not.
Jae froze. if her words were anything to go by, he was in no position to make jokes or even attempt to avoid the situation; but he was raised differently, unlike whomever created such a problem in the first place. “one, who the hell did this?” he asked, shuffling from underneath the awning and reaching the brunette’s side, eyebrows raised in question. “Don’t kick my ass,” he stated, carefully moving behind her and taking a hold of the strings into his hands and already working to tie them together, “two, i’m going to kick whomever’s ass that did this.”
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Sydney: any chance i can buy my dignity back with $45?
Sydney: this is a serious question
Jae: add in 50 cents a week, and you'll get a complementary t-shirt!
Jae: jokes aside, what did you do that means you need to buy your dignity back? because i'm confident 45 dollars isn't enough?
He doesn’t particularly care who sees him at this point. Normally, Chris had a habit of upholding the holier than thou act any time he was outside of his room at the Starlit. Tonight, though, he casually opens the bible that had been tucked his arm, and removes the flask tucked into it. No one ever bothered to question why he never opened it, and even if they did, he wasn’t particularly sure they cared, either. Taking a long swig from the small container, he closed the book and tucked it back under his arm, leaning in the flickering fluorescent light of the sign outside the motel.
It was in Jae’s nature to typically turn his eyes in the opposite direction and not vocally voice his thoughts or concern -- but there was only a few instances where he had absolutely no filter, and now happened to be one of those few instances. “you keep a flask in your bible?” he didn’t think twice before those words left his lips and he was left staring at the male with raised brows, clearly curious and struck by the idea that seemed beyond him.
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“ FOUR PEOPLE TOSSED COINS INTO MY COFFEE TODAY, ” the brunette prefaces as she glances mournfully at the styrofoam cup curled within spindly digits. “ i take the hint — i’ll fix up my hair before i go out in public again, sheesh. ”
Jae curiously looked between the styrofoam cup and the girl. “Why?” he asked without skipping a beat, his brows raised and a half smile playing on his lips. “whatever the reason, that and people are bullshit.” he hummed after a second. “people are bullshit.”
it’s ya girl, eli with her second honeybee because i have little to no self control when it comes to muses and the never ending need to expand on said muses lmao. i’ll shut up now and get on to mr. park!
( lee jooheon | he/him | cismale ) hey, you hear sweet lies by exo playing over on the 1st floor that’s where jae park lives! i heard they moved in from nyc, new york exactly a year ago. they’re very meticulous but also pretty secretive. maybe that’s why davie keeps calling them the chameleon. starlit is full of people, but this 23 year old is really going to liven things up around here!
I’ve got 99 problems and I’m ignoring them all.
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