it was just | a beautiful scene
almost home
Sade Olutola

Kiana Khansmith
One Nice Bug Per Day
Peter Solarz
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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will byers stan first human second
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NASA
Three Goblin Art

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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it was just | a beautiful scene
@itsjaebaes; HAPPY FREAKIN’ BIRTHDAY TO ME YES I KNOW I’M GETTING OLD (jk)— featuring my precious lil fur child (because fur children are better than real ones!!)
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☾ = Sleeping habits
Adrift in a sea filled with pillows and blankets, a sleeping Minjae tangles further in the mess of covers. Tossing and turning is common, brought on by a variety of factors-- perhaps the heat distribution is off, or maybe he’s engaged in an epic battle in the dream world. Who really knows? Once settled, he usually rolls to his side and cradles a body pillow close with an occasional mumble. Once morning comes, he’ll comes to realize that a majority of his comfy nest has become a mess on the floor and shrug it off.
domestic headcanons meme!
Send a symbol to hear the following about my muse…
☾ Sleeping habits ☼ Favorite time of day ☂ Favorite weather ¿ Term for the TV device, whether it be “clicker”, “remote”, or something else ↪ Internet browsing activities ☹ Response to a leaky faucet or other household problem ♡ What their wedding invitations would look like ☃ What they wear around the house ♆ The worst kind of neighbor they could have, and how they deal with them ♨ Their cooking ability (or lack thereof) ✂ How well they do yardwork (or blow up the lawnmower) ♟ If they like board games, and how good they are at ‘em ✧ How clean their living space is now, and/or would be ideally ♜ Interior decorating aesthetic ♘ Any pets they might have ☗ What you’d find in their cabinets ⚒ What you’d find in their toolshed (if they’d have one) ▀ What they’d hide under the bed ○ What tune their doorbell has, if not a standard ding-dong ☺ What their welcome (or not-so-welcome) mat would say ☻ How late they stay up ♒ If they do their laundry in a timely manner ☆ How they’d throw parties (what would go on at them, refreshments, etc) ✓ What a typical Tuesday night looks like ❥ How they’d invite you home for the night (yes, it could be a pickup line)
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Walks were peaceful, the comfort of being alone gave a sense of comfort of clarity. Thoughts could travel freely, and battle against each other in the crescents of one mind. And that’s exactly what she was doing, up until the point her eyes gawked on the presence of another. Both of her hands were dipped deeply into her jacket pockets as she gazed at him from afar, the red substance running down his nostrils even being visible from the distance she was at. Usually she’d just venture off and let someone fend for themselves, but watching someone struggle would be pretty entertaining as well.
She watched as he tried to decipher to hand movements, feeling a bit annoyed that it took him so long to catch on. After all, shouldn’t he had been able to feel something foreign trailing down his face? “Took you long enough, you’re slow as heck.” The corners of her eyes squinted, giving him a mix of a playful and dirty glare. “Did you get punched or something? Because by the looks of it, you got yourself a messy situation.. all over that face of yours. Tch, what a bummer.”
Rather than replying to her initially, he took to stopping the flow of blood by stuffing the tissue up his nose. “Doesn’t exactly help when I can barely feel my face, y’know?” Minjae was far from amused by her snide remarks, but the opportunity to get a good laugh outweighed that. Standing up straight for effect, he pounded at his chest. “ If this is a messy situation in your eyes, you should’ve seen the other guy--no one fucks with me, you hear?”
It was only a matter of seconds before he settled back on his heels. “I’m kidding, but wasn’t that convincing? Anyways, this weather is driving me insane... this might’ve been the second or third nosebleed today.” Digging into his pocket again, he offered her a bit of hand sanitizer. “Thanks, uh-- might want some of this by the way.”
❅ [ Mirai ]
❅:our muses have a snowball fight
Normally behind a desk, the new year sparked an urge to change up the routine, leading Minjae to spend his day at the local park. Despite having a relatively enjoyable and fun job position, a day out of the office meant the perfect chance to recharge and refresh on his own. However, he wasn’t alone this time. The sound of another’s footsteps caught his attention for a split second, but he decided not to think much of it-- that is until the snowball hurdled barely past his head.
“What the hell?!” He exclaimed, his head whipping in the direction it seemed to have came from. Nothing in sight. Sighing quietly, he crouched down to scoop up a handful of snow in case of another attack. “If you’re looking for a fight, then you’ve picked the wrong guy--”
› OOC
just so you all know, i might be on/off for the next couple days, but i’ll get to replies & asks when possible! thanks to all the new and existing followers and stuff too--though i’ve had minjae for a few months already, i’m honestly still getting a hang of this whole tumblr rp thing. only hoping that i’ll get better from here (aw yee). that being said, i spent the whole day in a car/getting dragged around shopping soooo..good night ㅋㅋ
Her eyes widen as she listens to your words, leaning close to you and nearly falling off her bar stool, her cheeks warm unbeknownst to her as you move the hair from her face; “Wait Buzzfeed? That super cool website with the… quizzes and… stuff? And the videos or whatever? That’s so fucking cool!” - She nudges your shoulder and cheers triumphantly; “I’m with a celebrity! I’m meeting a celebrity right now! Like cute entering celebrity. Fuck this is awesome. Ok cool…” - She runs her fingers in her long hair before redirecting her attention to the alcohol arriving. She reaches out for her glass and holds it up to you to toast; “Let’s toast! To whatever the hell this is. And most importantly not drinking alone… “- She takes a sip that ends up being about half the glass before she nudges you harder this time; “I am NOT cute…”
“While I wouldn’t say celebrity-celebrity, I’m definitely on my way to internet stardom. Remember this face, okay? You’ll see this more often, most definitely! ” Minjae teased, pulling his hand back to his cheek. His motions with the other mirrored hers, tapping his glass to hers with an audible clink. “To uh-- a good fucking time, and most importantly, alcohol!”
Having opted for something a bit stronger than usual, the initial shot didn’t go down as smooth as he hoped. Replacing the empty glass in his hand with one filled with chaser, he chuckled as he slid it over. “How difficult is it for a woman to accept a compliment? You best embrace it, ‘cause they’re rare when coming from my mouth--”
‘Oh great, now i’m gonna be late to practice…’ Ella sighed lightly as she ran her fingers through her hair, thinking about what she was to say to her dance instructor. Her hand stretched out in front of her to feel the rain droplets on her skin wondering if she should suck it up and run to her class but her thoughts were quickly interrupted when she hears the voice of a man beside her.
“What? Oh! Well it doesn’t hurt to make a friend out of this ‘misery’ right? ” Ella turned her head to face him with a friendly smile, she stretched out her hand for a handshake but quickly retracted it realizing her hand was still wet from the rain so she opted to lightly bow her head to him in greeting “My name is Ella by the way. Ella Choi.”
Eyes darting back to meet the warmth of her smile, he was ready to shake her hand regardless. The sudden pulling back of it causing Minjae to tilt his head in confusion, returning the polite gesture with a bow of his own.
“Ella Choi? I swear I’ve heard that name somewhere before, but then again I hear plenty on the daily.” He shrugged to himself, “Would it be weird if I were to say that it’s fitting, considering that I’ve only just met you? It’s cute, that’s why.”
Turning to face her, he is quick to wave his hands, not wanting to give off the wrong impression with his choice in words. “Not that I’m trying to hit on you or anything-- But anyways, my name is Minjae, if you were wondering. Bae Minjae. I’d say that nicknames are cuter than the actual thing though.”
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☂ : our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella
“Perfect timing.”
Minjae rushed to take cover at the nearest location possible, whipping his bag up front in hopes that he had remembered to pack an umbrella today. Unfortunately, that was not the case, leaving him to make a another /pointless/ attempt to find it. The pattering only grew louder as the minutes passed, as did the curses that began initially beneath his breath. Finally admitting defeat, he looked up to find that he wasn’t alone anymore. The woman’s dark brown locks were dampened by the rain, but luckily for her, she was able to find shelter before getting drenched by the relentless downpour overhead.
“Looks like we’re both stuck in a shitty situation, huh?” Flashing a playful grin, he pulls off his glasses to wipe away the water droplets.
“If this were an ideal situation, I’d be more than happy to offer you protection in the form of sharing cover beneath my umbrella, but it seems that we’ve both came upon a bit of bad luck. I heard that sometimes two negatives can make up a positive, so why don’t we pass the time in one another’s company? We already know that we both have one thing in common-- it seems that neither of us have an umbrella.”
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☂ : our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella
“Why the hell would it start raining now of all times?”
A frustrated Minjae grumbled to himself, debating whether or not to brace himself to brave the droplets that tapped against the metal awning above. His eyes then shifted to meet those of the woman standing beside him, presumably in the same predicament considering the lack of umbrella in hand. From the sound, it would most likely take a while for the storm cloud to pass, leaving both stranded beneath the shelter or getting drenched by the pouring rain.
Maybe it was a good thing that he now had company, at least there was another person that he could talk with to pass the time. With a measly two-percent of battery life left in his phone, games were not a possibility. Snapping back to the reality of the situation, he promptly makes a comment to avoid leaving any more of an /awkward/ silence.
“Just our luck, don’t you say?”
Breaking eye contact, he lifts his head to gaze into the seemingly endless downpour. Relief quickly washed over, though a shy tinge of color lit his cheeks.
“Assuming that we’re both stuck here for a while, I guess we might as well get acquainted with one another? ‘Misery is better with company’, or however that saying goes– as much as I hate the rain, it can’t be all that bad sometimes.”
a masterlist of prompts and sentence starters
[ SEND A SYMBOL FOR A DRABBLE ABOUT OUR MUSES ]
☂: our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella
★: our muses stargaze together
✈: your muse is going away for a time and says goodbye to my muse or vice versa
❤: one of our muses says the first "i love you" to the other
✿: your muse asks my muse to dance with them or vice versa
☤: my muse visits your muse at the hospital
☢: your muse tells my muse that they need to break up
☯: our muses have their first kiss
❅: our muses have a snowball fight
☠: my muse visits your muse's grave
▲: how our muses first met
➳: how one of our muses asked the other on a first date
✌: our muses' wedding
⌚: my muse proposes to your muse or vice versa
[ SEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING SENTENCES FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE ]
"Please don't leave me."
"I don't want to lose you, okay?"
"Because I love you!"
"And I thought I could trust you."
"I can't believe you forgot."
"What did you do this time?"
"We're going to get caught!"
"Kiss me."
"I'm sorry, I screwed up."
"I might be drunk."
"You look beautiful."
"That smirk is annoyingly hard to ignore."
"Stop staring at me!"
"Please go away, you can't see me like this."
"Come on, dance with me."
"I need you. I need us."
"You can't just lead me on like that!"
"I can't do this anymore."
"Oh, I'm nothing special."
"Just don't forget me, okay?"
"You have to let me go."
"We'll get through this together."
"You're not alone, you know."
"Shut up! I hate you!"
"I wish this could last forever."
"Maybe I was right in thinking that I should never have even fallen in love with you."
"What would the world be like without you?"
"Why do you like me so much?"
"Are you okay?"
"Shit, what did I do?"
[ SEND A TEXT FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE ]
[text]: Fuck you.
[text]: Where are you?
[text]: I'm sick.
[text]: I love you.
[text]: I wish I could be with you right now.
[text]: I'm at your door.
[text]: Is that all you care about?
[text]: Please stop talking about her/him.
[text]: Just come over, watch a movie, and cuddle with me.
[text]: Don't even start.
[text]: Is that all I am to you?
[text]: Help me.
[text]: Wait, what happened?
[text]: I can't go to sleep because you're on my mind.
[text]: I miss you.
[text]: Good night.
[text]: Stop leaving me voicemails, I'm not going to forgive you.
[text]: Tell me you didn't forget.
[text]: I've had such a bad day.
[text]: Don't talk to me ever again.
[text]: I have nothing if I don't have you.
[text]: After all we've been through, you can't leave me... please.
[text]: Breaking up over a text? You've stooped that low?
[text]: Can you stop ignoring me for a second?
[text]: Sometimes I worry that you won't know how much I love you.
❂ = wiping blood off their face
Sensitive to extremes in weather, such a cold evening called for several layers of protection from the biting cold. With his chin tucked beneath the coils of a heavy infinity scarf, Minjae made the nightly trek from the office building back to his residence. On the way, his eyes were drawn to the woman making her way in his direction. Did she need something? She was wearing what he could interpret as a look of concern, prompting him to stop before she made the motion to wipe away at the blood leaking from his nose. Startled by this discovery, Minjae instantly pulled back, whipping out a napkin from his coat pocket.
“Ah, shit– You could’ve just told me!”
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Approaching deadlines only brought upon another bout of writer’s block, meaning that a bit of fresh air was needed every now and then to get the mental juices running. The sound of another’s footsteps echoed through the alley neighboring his complex, prompting him to look over and spot the other male. Minjae’s eyes flickered to the watch on his wrist– just what was this person up to at such an hour? “Late night for you too?” He asked in the form of a rhetorical question, curiosity piqued by the other’s emergence from the shaded area. “Nothing beats a breath of fresh air when you’ve wracked your brain nearly a bazillion times and still can’t come up with something,”