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“I…suppose.”
He looked closer at the man, his reaction once he removed his helmet was a familiar one.
“I’m guessing you don’t like awoken, Wulfe? I don’t blame you. I went to the Reef about a year back, they didn’t exactly treat ANY of us well.”
He took the helmet and tossed it into the air, it disintegrated thanks to the Ghost putting it inside of his ‘backpack.’
“Probably the constant ‘blue balls’ situation y’all got going on, huh?” He laughed pretty hard, but realized it wasn’t as funny to a blue-y’s face. With highly awkward hopes he went for a very lazy high-five. Although it probably wouldn’t make the situation better in the slightest.
( @blue-and-angry )
Easy Day (closed)
Cinder’s head snapped up, hand going for his knife before relaxing. IT was a barely errant twitch, but it was enough.”Trust me, those hobgoblins on Venus aren’t much better than scrap metal.”
“Heard that my man!” He extended his hand out for a Hunterly low-five.
( @cinderisacluelesshunter )
"OH DEAR GOD NO, NO NO! Fuck, dude. I'm sorry! It was an accident, an accident I tell you! Honestly it was your fault, but how was I supposed to know you were there!? I didn't see you in my scope?"
Out on the Cosmodrome, Hael wasn’t really the one to do patrol missions, they were considered a waste of time, thinking she could be using her skills for something else. Though she got caught up in a public event, helping out at a WARSAT with a few others, and she was genuinely surprised at how many fallen there were.
Though it didn’t take long to clear them, and before she knew it, a loud bang was head, a bullet ricocheting off of her helmet, An Insurmountable Skullfort, at such an angle and impact that it knocked off the helmet. Hael didn’t get much time to react, her hair coming undone as she stumbled over.
A low growl emitted from her throat as the titan turned to face the other guardian across the field who was yelling and trying to apologize. She wouldn’t have it, standing and feeling a bit light headed, “You fool! How could you NOT see my head? IT BLINKS FLASHY LIGHTS.” She yelled back.
“I guess they’re dull as fuck right now!? I’m standing by what I said, you all knew I was snipin’ over here. You ain’t deaf, right? Snipers are pretty fuckin’ loud.” He quickly chambered another shot, and took fire at a nearby Captain.
“You’re a Titan, you should be able to handle it! Go and punch the shit out of these guys or something. Or put your helmet back on, I might catch feelings.” He snickered and fired another round.
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“Shit, man. We could leave right now if you really wanted to. Unless you had anyone else in mind?”
“Shouldn’t need more than two for basic patrols, unless you want another person than me to talk to,” Edgar said, his tone smiling for him through his helm.
“Nah. Not anymore at least. You seem like you can hold your own. You good to go?”
Easy Day (closed)
Cinder grumbled sourly as he patched his cloak. Damn wire rifles, always burning holes in places that should not have holes. Like his cloak, or his chest. Those definitely needed less holes. On the plus side, his recon on Mercury had been a success, save the Vex plugging him full of nice little rifle bullet shaped holes. Those had already been patched up, all that was left were the ones in his cloak, and his pride.
Jason walked up to the other Hunter, mortified at what he saw. A tattered cloak of a Hunter? That’s their pride and joy. Ever the wise are the ones to not mess with a Hunter’s Cloak.
“Aw shit, dude! That’s fucked up. I hope you killed the son-of-a-bitch that did shit to ya.”
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Xavior was in the Cosmodrone, for once half regretting solo. Normally he could handle things on his own nowadays, But even he couldn’t take out a Fallen SHIP without any heavy weapons made for it. He had a shotgun as a heavy and the old AA was either out of commission or guarded. Figures.
He checks the bolt of some random rifle he picked up from a fallen, having decided to save some of his ammo. Chambered. Then the mag, which was empty. So that was the last round in the borrowed gun. The warlock hunter let out a heavy sigh, tossing it to the side and drawing his revolver again. Still pinned behind a storage box as Fallen grew closer and closer. Just his luck.
The fireteam was just on it’s regular patrols across the Cosmodrome. Racing across the rugged landscape on their sparrows, the leader made the signal to halt. The other two followed and were a bit confused why they were stopping their course. Afterall, Cayde was very clear about ‘haste’ in the situation.
The leader pointed in a direction, and when the others looked they noticed the Fallen ship, and the lone Guardian pinned down. It was either an act of camaraderie, or their leaders lust for a higher Fallen Kill Count. Either way, without a warning, their leader sped off and the others quickly followed.
After maneuvering through the wasteland, and a few sparrow tricks, they arrived to the other’s side, jumping off their sparrows and falling into position. The Titan took point and laid down some cover fire, while the Warlock did the same from the opposite side, and the Hunter, the leader of the fireteam, slid right up next to his little friend in need.
“Howdy, pardner” He would say in a very forced southern accent, “You look like you’re in need of a little help?”
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“Not really looking for much, so if you’re down to clown and shoot up some Vex, I’ll be happy to have you on my fireteam.”
“Sounds like a plan. Have t’try out my new sniper rifle anyway. When we leavin’?”
"Shit, man. We could leave right now if you really wanted to. Unless you had anyone else in mind?"
“My usual squad is tired. Anyone up to patrol Venus with me?”
“Could do a few runs. Just upgraded my sparrow, so I’m up for a few laps if we can’t find what you’re looking for.”
"Not really looking for much, so if you're down to clown and shoot up some Vex, I'll be happy to have you on my fireteam."
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Guide to traditional Crucible sayings across Guardian type:
Victory:
Warlocks: “Logic prevails.”
Titans: “Strength in Honor. Honor in Strength.”
Hunters: “Whoops.”
Defeat:
Warlocks: “We may have miscalculated.”
Titans: “Defeat is only a prelude to victory.”
Hunters: “Whoops.”
Commonly-overheard radio chatter:
Warlocks: [righteous indignation]
Titans: [brooding silence]
Hunters: [maniacal laughter]
- Cryptarch Records // “Field Guide to Strategy, Appendix 1A: Crucible” // Rejected
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