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♟ patching up a wound // ♥ part one // ♜ part two

A nearly inaudible THUD resonates through the mostly empty hallway, it being nearly midnight at the Plath Academy for Troubled Teens.  Most of this one corridor’s current inhabitants are just sleepy-eyed students who are willing themselves to walk the few steps to their rooms in order for them to not fall asleep on the cold concrete floor, and late-night prowlers who barely bat an eyelash at the boy LIMPING his way past them.

Min Jae scoffs.  It’s not like he needed their help anyway.

So he continues his slow journey through the dim corridor, muttering under his breath about what little humanity is left in the world ( he SWEARS he doesn’t need their help though ), until his legs give out from under him just as he reaches the end of the hall.  He lands on the concrete with a painful SMACK.

Fortunately for him, there’s a confused Lester Holt hovering over him as he looks up ( Oh what luck!  Or did he intentionally pass through this particular door? ), the other peeking out from the nearest dorm room with a toothbrush hanging between his lips.

“Uh, hey?” Min Jae tries after a few moments of just staring at each other.  He winces, attempting to peel himself off of the floor, but easily failing. “A little—ack—help, maybe?”

It’s not like he needed to ask anyway, because Lester’s quick to get back to his senses, strong arms wrapping around Min Jae’s comparatively smaller frame.  He slings one of the latter’s arms around his broad shoulders, leading him into his shared dorm room and onto his MESSY excuse of a bed.  He quickly excuses himself so he can go finish his brushing.  Min Jae allows himself to fall back on the mattress with an exhausted GROAN.

Feeling the tiredness finally come over him, Min Jae releases a SIGH of finality, consciousness slowly slipping from him.  But he rouses when he feels the bed dip, and he looks up to see Lester return with a first aid kit and a damp towel.  “Y-ya…” He rasps, mind already half into Dreamland. “Ha…hajima.  You don’t–you don’t have to do this.  I’ll be fine, I just… I need to sleep this off.”

But Lester insists he needs immediate treatment, and he can’t just go to sleep with his everything all bruised and bloodied.  He’ll feel worse in the morning, he says as he saturates a cotton ball with saline solution, gives Min Jae a warning look, before dabbing the cotton on one of the other’s biggest cuts.

“I swear you don’t—” Min Jae gets cut off by the material coming into contact with open flesh, a loud  H I S S  escaping through his teeth.  He reflexively winces away from Lester, eyes scrunched shut at the incredible pain.

Okay, so maybe he’s not really fine.  But asking help from others ( especially in situations like these ) shows a great sign of WEAKNESS.  Besides, he barely knows this Lester guy ( except for the fact that he has the tendency to just make out with people he just met ).

Min Jae has no choice but to let Lester do his work.  He discreetly PEERS up at the other, who’s too distracted applying bandage over Min Jae’s eyebrow bone to even notice the stare anyway.  Min Jae studies him for a bit, a fascinated smile subconsciously forming on his bruised lips.

Huh, he thinks. Maybe this guy isn’t so weird.

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non-sexual acts of intimacy meme ( accepting !! ) for @mcximum

♜ shoulder rubs // ♥ part one // ♟ part three

With an EXASPERATED sigh and a groan that seems to last forever, Min Jae tosses his bag across the room and plops himself on Lester’s makeshift couch.  Nearly getting smacked right in the face by a backpack flying in his direction at a thousand miles per hour, Lester barely blinks, proceeding to sit next to his friend, who seems to have unceremoniously taken his claim to a share in Lester’s already-shared dorm room. ( He just hopes Riley Rivera doesn’t mind. )

“You know what??” Min Jae starts. “I probably deserve this, but fuck BYERS, man.”

Lester shakes his head, hiding a smile.  Typical, typical Min Jae.

“Ya, what’re you laughing about?  This is a TRAGEDY.  There is absolutely nothing funny about a 500-page book report due in two days.  Plus, Mr. Michaels has me in charge for the next Debate Match the day after that, which shouldn’t be hard, if I won’t be living off zero hours of sleep.  I mean–I mean, can you believe it?? A special assignment, all because I had to make up that I loved French lit, just so I can get out from under his pokey-ass nose.  Fucking Byers. I barely even know the language!!  All I know is I’ll be kissing my chances at graduating on time au revoir.”

Lester only keeps laughing at his friend’s demise, moving off the couch to grab something from his drawer.  Min Jae remains unfazed with his rambling.

“Ah, jinjjareul.  Just when I decided to actually give a shit about school, that’s when life decides to play with me too, huh??”

Lester returns with a bottle of massaging oil in hand, walking to the back of the couch to apply some of the ointment on Min Jae’s shoulders under his shirt.  The latter, on the other hand, pays him no mind, the careful treatment yet to take its effect.

“This SUCKS.  Guess I’ll be stuck in hell for longer than I’ve already been.”

The menthol gradually SEEPS into Min Jae’s skin, allowing a chill to come across his aching muscles.  Lester’s fingers are calloused but skillful, their kneading on Min Jae’s shoulders doing much to aid the  R E L A X I N G  effect.  Finally, the distressed boy begins to CALM DOWN, eyes closing and head reflexively lolling forwards to give Lester more room to work.

Min Jae sighs in content. Lester chuckles knowingly.

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♥ | ♜ | ♟ for les and min jae AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

non-sexual acts of intimacy meme ( accepting !! )

♥ - your muse crying about something // ♜ part two // ♟ part three

Honestly?  Min Jae couldn’t care less.

He’s been lounging on Lester’s bed like a lazy cat on a hot summer day, his naked torso stretched across the ruffled sheets and the half-exposed mattress.  His head is propped up on one hand, fingers subconsciously playing with the crazy amount of hair ( which accumulated due to his deliberate neglect ) that could easily make Voldemort jealous.  There’s the faraway look in his eyes, there’s the tattered converses scattered across the floor, and there’s the constant, meaningless sounds ( ones made to fill in the awkward silence ) coming out of his mouth—everything about Kai Min Jae just oozed NONCHALANCE.

They have been fooling around that afternoon.

Along with the casual conversation, they’ve been playfully rough housing until, as most of their hangouts go, they ended up making out on Lester’s bed.  Lester has had Min Jae pinned under him after pulling his shirt off, the latter reaching upwards to pull him closer as if it was even still possible.  But before he could do that, a PETRIFIED squeak echoes from the doorway, where a certain petite girl, one Alexandria Fairhax, has been standing for God-knows-how-long.  Min Jae could only lay there awkwardly until Lester returns, face downtrodden after a failed attempt at trying to explain the situation.  He watches on as Lester back and forth, and murmurs to himself.

Min Jae eventually gets bored, so he swings over the edge of the bed, meaning to announce his departure, when Lester stops pacing.  The latter just stands frozen for a moment, before suddenly BREAKING INTO TEARS, causing Min Jae to reflexively sit up against the headboard, bumping his head, eyes wide as saucers.  Lester’s whimpers grow louder, and Min Jae subconsciously presses his back harder onto the metal grills of the other’s headboard as if he wants it to swallow him whole.

He clearly doesn’t know how to handle situations like these.

But with as much emotional strength as he can muster, he wills himself to move off the bed and walk over to Lester.  He only stares, unsure what to do.  Now, Min Jae, think, he scolds himself. What would eomma do?

Swallowing, he reaches up and places a palm on Lester’s head, caressing the other’s dark hair.  ( Am I doing this right? )  It felt nothing but AWKWARD to Min Jae, but before he could back out, Lester puts his arms around him in a vice-like embrace, sobbing into Min Jae’s neck.

It’s still awkward considering their height difference ( and the fact and Lester’s tears are flowing down Min Jae’s bare chest ), but the latter supposes this is better than nothing.  Handling emotional shit has never been Min Jae’s thing, but if it’s for his friend, he thinks he’ll be willing to go through with it.

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how to ship with me

tag me in ship things

say “this them”

scream at me about headcanons

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Hello and Mabuhay ! Filipino-RPH is currently making a masterlist of Filipinos ( full or partly ) who are roleplaying in the Tumblr Community. Please like or reblog this post so that we could add you to our MASTERLIST.

*if you’re reblogging this just to share it to others just indicate it on the tags (e.g. signal boost  or etc ) so that I wouldn’t put you into the list. Thanks!

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would it kill you to spell things right sometimes

fuck you bitch i’m gay

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Matthew Daddario photographed by Taylor Miller.

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PSA // I AM A LOW-MAINTENANCE RP PARTNER

what exactly does a low-maintenance rp partner mean? well… it means that I will never rush you for a reply ( ic or ooc ), meme or ask answer, or pretty much anything! take all the time you need, it really doesn’t matter to me. this isn’t a race, this is something that is done for fun! so, don’t feel obligated to do something or even be online, if you don’t want to. it doesn’t matter how long or fast it takes you to respond to me, if you’re my person, you’re my person. and if you go on hiatus, i’ll stick with you through it so when you come back it’s like nothing ever happened. never feel obligated to explain to me why it takes so long, i get it we all have other things we’re doing. some of us work full-time, some of us are in school full-time, some of us run multiple blogs and some of us just can’t find the will or motivation to write for a couple days on end… I never want you to feel pressured to interact/talk/associate with me. so, do what you need for yourself and just know i’ll be here in the background rooting for you!

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ok so i’m gonna make one of these kinds of posts from time to time because i have so many freakin ideas i wanna share to y’all so here’s the first one: 

i’m really in the mood for a very cliche but cute plot where muse a is a really adorable youtuber who’s filming a video on the roof of their car beside a golf course or any thing that has an outdoor sport that uses a ball(maybe not baseball because those kinds of balls are scary) because they like the place because it’s very peaceful there and then they get hit by a ball and muse b comes to see if muse a is ok and says sorry for the ball- it could spiral into something romantic or just really friendly or slow burn tbh it’s cool anyhow.

inspiration comes from this video. (lil warning the video title mentions l*gan paul)

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Amazing person award! 💛💛 ✨💛 This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you’re amazing inside and out 💛✨

AAAAAA THANK YOU BBYYYY

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ok i’m really feeling a cliche road trip plot… like two characters who are having really low periods in their lives just go “fuck it, let’s run away” and just kind of take off and hit the road and sleep in shitty motels (and parking lots once they’re low on cash)?? and there’s one character who wants to stop EVERYWHERE and see EVERYTHing and the other is like, humoring them even though they could not care less about the world’s largest tire or whatever… but they’re having so much fun and they feel relaxed for the first time in a long time and they never want to go home even though it’s looming over their heads and they know they have to get back to the real world eventually… please this would be so cute and maybe angsty and romantic omg 

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another thing i want: the police chief’s worrisome daughter that is always coming to check on him at the station falling for the headstrong detective who always gives the chief hell

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REBLOG IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH JUMPING AROUND IN THREADS/PLOTS. sometimes it can take ages to get from point a to point b and half the fun is the journey. but sometimes it fun to explore different aspects of a plot. flashfowards, flashbacks, parts of the plot you have discussed but haven’t reached yet. It’s so fun to explore every part of a plot and have multiple threads in different places in a plot. Or sometimes different memes you sent/receive may not fit the point in the plot you are at right now, but fit a flashback or flashfoward. So reblog if you are okay with having different threads in different points in the plot.

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angcldown

Despite the dislike that she held for her co-star, Arya was determined to stay professional on set. She’d worked too damn hard in her career to allow rumors of diva behavior to diminish everything she’s built so far. Even if Arya wanted to roll her eyes and tell the director there was no way in hell she was working with Roy, even if she wanted to stomp out of set, Arya was just going to have to deal with it in the best way possible. 

“Yeah? ‘Cause I think if everyone was punctual then work would actually get done.” She retorted. “What, were you staring at the mirror for too long?” 

Being on set was fun, especially when his co-star is easily irritated. It’s a common thing he’s noticed among snooty primadonnas who’ve had everything handed to them. But there’s a nice variety of the kind of irritation. Part of that variety are those irritated at him because he is annoying and some are irritated because they just want to get the entire shindig over with. With Arya it seems to be the latter.

“Boring,” Roy drawled. “Ding! Correct!”

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tylerxsun

Tyler perked an eyebrow, “Of course I want to go.” He didn’t mind it when Ilya pretty much trapped him with the thigh. “Why, are you going to actually request some downtime for us?” He asked, tried to recall the last time he actually had a proper holiday. “Your dad is going to wonder why we both take off during the same period of time. We talked about this, we don’t want him to find out about us.”

Tyler shrugged, “Unless you are going to tell him this is a Bro Roadtrip, no homo?” He turned slightly to look Ilya in the eyes, “By the way, we should order something to eat. What should we get?” He peeked toward the kitchen, “Unless you are in the mood to cook, because I am not.”

Ilya chuckled, “Yes, I am.” Jonah knew Ilya was bi and he actually noticed the signs and was very chill with it, but even so, Tyler and Ilya kept their relationship on the low when it came to Jonah. Because he was kind of their boss. That would be awkward. That’s just what Ilya thought though. “To be completely honest Jonah was pretty much begging me to make friends so I’m pretty sure he’ll buy the entire ‘Bro Roadtrip No Homo’ thing,” Ilya kissed Tyler’s forehead. “He knows I’m bi though so that’s a thing.”

“I’m actually craving a pizza right now, what do you think?” he smiled.