Peter Solarz
dirt enthusiast
shark vs the universe
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
styofa doing anything
Three Goblin Art
d e v o n
occasionally subtle
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Janaina Medeiros
Stranger Things
#extradirty
No title available
Origami Around
@theartofmadeline
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
h
Cosimo Galluzzi
AnasAbdin
Xuebing Du
seen from Netherlands
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from South Korea
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from T1
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Romania
seen from United States
@vovisti
Hey, Atlantis here with the best man Final Fantasy 7 has to offer - Rude!! Please REBLOG or LIKE this post if you’re willing to give me a chance at roleplaying this glorious man who has the softest heart™ but covers it up with professionalism ✌️
—– Ｒ Ｅ Ｖ Ｅ Ｎ Ｇ Ｅ
fighterhcrt:
this was a dangerous job, one which tifa had been a little uneasy about but she needed to get a lead on what was being said about avalanche. there were way too many questions in her mind & she needed to get to that slimy creep and find out. yet nothing had prepared her for the gas which made her collapse. now as she felt groggy but beginning to come to her senses, she felt somebody shaking her making her groan slightly.
dark optics flickered open before she noticed the stranger & immediately on high alert, she was scrambling back and staring at him suspiciously. ‘ who are you? ’ she didn’t trust a single soul in this vicinity.
When she scrambles away, Leslie is quick to raise his hands with his palms outwards -- showing that he’s no IMMINENT DANGER. Although he doubts that she will perceive him as such. “ ----- My name’s Leslie.” His voice is quiet and even as he explains himself, keeping his eyes focused on her. “I -- work for the don. The show you came for has to be postponed, so I’m bringing you to a nearby hotel.” Not an unusual procedure if such interference happened more frequently. Corneo wouldn’t want to miss out on any potential brides, after all. However, Leslie still has his own agenda; even now. “Unless you want out.”
proxnotxaxfool:
’ ah-ah, don’t go getting your panties in a twist now kyle, ain’t nothing wrong with my hearing. ‘
found the raw nerve. now it was time to dance on it - leaning in with a grin to rival a cheshire cat, the turk hiked his shoulders in a shrug.
’ we all know how wall market works — y'don’t get to live the life without paying the price tag. ’
He’s close to snarling at the other, hands clenched into fists at his sides as he refuses to move from his spot even as Reno leans in. That Turk is pissing him off.
“ ----- At least my price tag doesn’t involve causing a genocide. Can’t say the same of you now, huh?”
firstclassstrife:
@rcunionpromisc asked for some pain in the form of angst.
Random Generator Prompt: “Don’t underestimate me, I have more power than you can even comprehend.”
Cloud could’ve truly laughed. “Sure you do. That’s why you went all secret agent to go at Corneo right?” He growled. The other was angry. He had lost something precious to him. And Cloud could forgive the way the white haired man snapped at him, but he sure as fuck was not about to excuse it.
“You’ve got all this power yet you rely on help to get back the one thing that makes you feel whole. Well go on, then. Do it alone. Face everything by yourself, but I’ll tell you something right now. A real man knows when he’s gone as far as he can on his own. He knows when to bow his head and say ‘please and thank you’. If you had all this power, you wouldn’t be in this position in the first place. You’d be out there in wall street working your own set up. She’d be with you, she wouldn’t have gotten suckered in. And that is the truth that’s hard to swallow, isn’t it.”
“I’ve bowed my head PLENTY of times in my life, Strife.” He’s always stayed low, always stayed in the background -- even while working under Corneo he’s abstained from bathing in the limelight. The only help he’s ever received stemmed from Aniyan; assistance without any expectations of receiving anything in RETURN, anyway.
The longer the mercenary speaks, the more Leslie is itching to punch him. He doesn’t, of course, what with Cloud being a former SOLDIER, so he knows better than letting his inhibitions and well-trained restraint go. “ ----- You enjoy sounding like Corneo, huh? What, you want me to fall to my knees and BEG for your help, please and thank you? Sorry, but no. Don’t get me wrong, Strife, I know you’re TECHNICALLY right. But even I got some pride left in me. And I’d rather finish off Corneo by myself.”
If he had power, Merle wouldn’t have had to succumb to that PIG. Leslie is well aware -- but he wishes it had been otherwise.
roseusuitta:
SMILING HELPLESSLY, Aerith claps twice with glee at his reaction. This was the response she wanted. For she so desired to be of help with the search, but truly, in her heart, she just wished for him to be happy. This for her, was normality, but for him this was like some dream state of mind. The two of them, truly from different worlds, but here before them, they could agree on the beauty of nature and all the joy it had to offer for them both. && For the first time, she gives him more sincere eye contact. Was he opening up to her? Was she cracking through the hard exterior shell? Aerith would not mention this, but she would cherish the thought.
His woes of heartache, not much different from her own. Though, her heart would ache for him, unable to know or have closure like she. Her only feelings of love were short, but she knew he had returned to the lifestream. Had she not known, had feelings in limbo, she would much be feeling the same as the male before her.
“I know… It’s hard, the not knowing…” She begins softly, her features still hold the glow that her smile had brought, though she does not smile as she talks calmly to Leslie about his woes. She is pleasantly surprised from his gratitude, and his genuine smile that follows with it. This would warm Aerith, achieving such an emotion. Somehow, she knew this would not be the only smile she would get out of him.
“Oh! You’re welcome!” She chimes with her joyous usual smile.
A brief pause. A deep breath. Sometimes, Aerith did not know when - not - to touch someone, boundaries and personal space. But she would do so in showing her aid to the cause. Stepping closer suddenly, she reaches for his hand to hold it within both her hands, verdant gems gaze into his. “We’re going to find her, okay..” Searching his eyes, his expression for hope. This would be a lost cause if he didn’t have any belief. A small reassuring squeeze to his hand before releasing it slowly.
“I promise you.” She adds with a nod.
&& it is at this moment that she notices the close proximity between them. Had this been under different circumstances, one would think of this as rather romantic, standing underneath the twinkling stars with the flowers that surrounded them. But it’s not, and she fears she may have overstepped her boundaries by lingering too long.
“Anyway, we’ve got a big day ahead of us tomorrow!” She gestures and leads back through the door, asking Leslie to close it behind him as they do so. && Upon heading back down, meeting at the first floor again, she points to a door on the right. “Your bed is set up there. I hope it’s comfortable enough for you!” She says, now feeling herself overwhelmed with exhaustion and the mental thought of what was still ahead of them on their journey. Aerith remembers the flower she placed atop his pillow and smiles to herself before adding “ — --- If there’s nothing else you need, then I’ll see you in the morning?”
It’s the most torturous part of it all; knowing that he DOESN’T know what happened to Merle. Did Corneo get rid of her for good or not -- did she stay in Midgar and if yes, where is she now -- did she even want to see him again -- ? Unanswered questions abound, and with each passing day, NEW questions popped up in Leslie’s head. By now, they’d been apart for longer than they had been together, and he’s still clinging to the normalcy a life with her once promised.
Who knows where it’ll lead him, in the end.
With Aerith stepping closer, Leslie straightens up a tad -- taken aback when she grasps his hand. He doesn’t withdraw in spot of his surprise, allows her hands to hold his as she reassures him. It’s -- grounding, in a way, regardless of the unfamiliarity of such a gentle gesture. Regardless of not knowing her that well.
“ ----- Yeah. I know,” he finally replies as she releases her hold on his hand again. There naught to add -- and he’d rather choose to believe her than anything else. Following her back inside, Leslie pulls the door closed behind him and trails down the stairs after her.
“Thanks, Aerith. I’ll see you in the morning.” Another voiced acknowledgement of his gratitude, and another smile accompanying it as Leslie steps past her to the door she pointed at. “Goodnight,” he then adds before he closes the door gently, lingering at its frame a few seconds longer. He’s not where he expected himself to end up today, but Leslie is far from complaining.
Although Aerith seems to love to surprise him in one way or another. The sight of the flower perched on the prepared bed is an unexpected one, and Leslie can’t help the faint frown tugging at his features as he approaches it. Delicately, he picks it up to inspect it closer. He doesn’t know much about flowers, the symbolism -- he’s aware there are CONNECTIONS but that’s it. But he can appreciate the intention all the same. Careful not to damage the petals or stem, he sets the Protea aside. Perhaps he can ask Aerith about it tomorrow.
As soon as his back hits the mattress, he’s nigh out like a light. The day’s been exhausting, and there’s no doubt that the days ahead will be just the same.
If u think I’m not interested, you’re right
“Pretty crazy, huh? Us meeting again like this. — You should stay a while.
©️
WHAT WERE YOUR HANDS MEANT TO DO ?
----- nourish. Maybe you should invest in flour. You work, work hard and sometimes you feel like that’s all you can do. That it'll never pay off. But there’s no greater feeling than to see the joy you bring to others, to see them succeed with the tools you gave them. You may not be a leader, but a leader’s spine, shoulders, ribs. You are the dawn before the sun. It’s sweet, too sweet, but it’s better than nothing. You are endless golden fields, salt of the earth, and the lives of all who devour it.
wedgeofavalanche:
@vovisti
"Hey man, you ....good?" Wedge looks on in concern, unsure whether or not this guy is sick, injured, or merely overtired. It could be any of the three, or even all of the three, knowing the Sector 7 slums. Though, he must admit, this isn't a face he's terribly familiar with - if at all. Perhaps he's come from another Sector?
Nonetheless, it's in Wedge's nature to help. And help he shall, if its accepted.
"Wanna sit down for a sec?"
Leslie’s not entirely certain how he made it to the Sector 7 slums -- or if someone followed him here. The injury from Abzu knocking him off his feet had his vision tunnel for the duration of his escape with his sole focus on SURVIVNG.
Although now that he’s here, he doesn’t actually know where to go. Leslie has never been here more than two or three times. So he walks rather AIMLESSLY with an arm wrapped around his midsection and a hand pressed against his aching side; until a stranger addresses him. Leslie doesn’t have it in him to be TOO wary of the other, merely eyeing him quietly for a moment before exhaling a sigh.
“ ----- Yeah.” He doesn’t really care where he’ll be sitting, so he’ll go wherever that stranger directs him. “I doubt you guys got a doctor here in the slums, right..?”
okay but......... leslie without his hat?? and he’s just got p messy hair
WHAT ARE YOUR MUSES AESTHETICS?
REPOST! DON’T REBLOG. bold any that applies to your muse and italicize any that kind of applies to your muse. feel free to add to the list.
tagged by: @scphiroth
tagging: steal it and tag me--
COLOURS. red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. violet. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green. bubblegum pink. sky blue. pale jade.
ELEMENTS. fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.
BODY. claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. neck. shoulders. legs. freckles. unseen bruises. canines. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. fingernails. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. piercing. tattoos. athletic. hair. fur. sleek.
WEAPONS. scythe. fists. legs. sword. dagger. spear. lance. bow & arrow. hammer.shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. claws. teeth. stealth. strategy. materia.
MATERIALS. gold. silver. copper. platinum. titanium. rose gold. diamonds. pearls.rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics. ribbon.
NATURE. grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. sunflowers. tulips. lavender. petals. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. fungi. ocean. river. frozen lake. meadow. valley. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rain forest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. snow. mist. pond.
ANIMALS. big cats. wolves. foxes. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. penguins. deer. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. monkeys. chocobos.
FOODS/DRINKS. sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. vodka. beer. coffee. sake. tea. spices. herbs. apples. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. lollies. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. surf ‘n’ turf. burritos. pizza. ambrosia. eggs. milk.
HOBBIES. music. art. water colours. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. cooking. baking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. strings. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. flute. bells. exploring. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. sleeping. climbing. running away. jogging. parkour. studying.
STYLE. lingerie. armour. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. ankle boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. cap. beanie hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. mittens. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sun glasses. straw hat. visor. eye contacts. makeup. ribbons. hoodie. sweater. converses. tennis shoes. boxers. briefs. boxer briefs. shorts. cargo. cropped pants. crop top. cuffed pants. wristband. chest belts.
MISC. balloons. bubbles. city scape. light. dark. candles. growth. decay. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. journal. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. comrades. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs. kisses. spring. summer. autumn. winter. farmland. countryside. suburban. village. sewers.
or how about... assisting the people that want to save aerith....
url change!
rcunionpromisc → vovisti
url change!
rcunionpromisc → vovisti
my heart aches for what could’ve been
