aesthetics.
your muses aesthetic. anyone can do this, list your muse’s aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits, and sceneries. add as many subjects as you like, it can help with people tagging you in aesthetically pleasing things towards your muse.
tagged by: @sunmichi ( you’re a doll, i love this. ) tagging: @ohyeoyeo @jiwing @chojoon @beateninlxps @sohmo @bangyeong @animatxr @verlossen ( + anyone else interested! i just tagged some random followers. )
TASTES: the bitter taste of dark coffee in the morning, skimmed with a pinch no-fat milk and neglected any sweetener. soft sweetness of coke zero. dried mangoes, peaches, and bananas; occasionally banana’s with a smidge of hazelnut spread to flavour. kimchi stew with soybean sprouts on the side for colour and consistency. sweet kabocha squash salad with the removal of excess mayonnaise and raisins. small and thinly cut portions of ribs that are properly marinated.
SIGHTS: corners of the walls that no one dares to stare at, tears and worn damage clearly distinct as time goes by. sandy chalk scribbled onto sidewalks and brick work. lonesome swings that move with the weight of the wind. graffiti distinctly marking it’s territory with words one doesn’t understand nor would choose to understand completely. rain running down the window right before a storm is about to settle in. the zeroing out of a scale before weight is emitted.
SMELLS: enticing aroma of eucalyptus that grows in flare the moment it is cut, and continues to spark long after it has met it’s peaceful end. the strong burning scent that comes from a large destructive fire, and the subtle waft of an indoor fire pit. the glaze of a sweet hawaiian candle with a hint of vanilla. fresh paint being lined down the explicit open space of walls.
SOUNDS: minor rumble of a stomach before curling up into the embrace of a blanket. a heater sparking to life and fueling itself on. traffic lights beeping and buzzing that dilute the chitter chatter of strangers wandering by. the creak of a wood floor as it is being stepped on. roller blades sliding down a smooth surface and the break that squeaks when pressure is emitted onto the ground.
SENSATIONS: an elongated scratch along the ridges of the back, soothed by the soft fluff of a blanket that erases any tingle. hair being gently tickled against the skin as it’s being braided back to welcome the cool sensation of air to hit the same areas of skin. smooth glaze of lip balm softening the roughness of lips.
OUTFITS: dark jeans matched with long sweaters. fancy button up shirts that tuck into form-fitting bottoms. suits firmly pressed and aligned to the body. shoes that offer comfort and support. boots that reach the knees and offer no forming of rubbing irritation. socks that are discreetly hidden.
BODY: soft thighs that don’t meet in the middle and rather form protrudes at the hips. collarbones that expose the clean complexion of the shoulders and the smooth curve of the neck. lips that form a heart when smiling, and cheeks that form distinct bone structure in the process. other smiles that cause the eyes to form small slits and gums to be exposed in enthusiasm. smooth hands that show no density of hard pressed knuckles. bruises that elegantly cascade on the skin that almost looks as if art had been painted onto the body itself.
OTHER: pastel colours that blend effortlessly. neatly organized and arranged areas that show no sense of disregard or laziness. solitude that warms the heart and chills the bones. the soft flare of a lens. unconcern of the knowledge and research that seems to grow day by day.
