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akunyan‌  /  aniyan.

          A few days passed since the grand hassle in the Don’s mansion, which begat utterly undesirable attention to the Wall Market and that despicable man was the very cause of it, triggering occasional dealings with pesky Turks that kept the majority of the people on edge and Aniyan himself straggled to maintain oblivious facade to avoid leaking any information on a merc they also aimed to detain. In a slightly strained posture he rested on a sofa within own room at the backside of the inn, a hand was lifted up to run fingertips against the temple, an unexplainable sensation of exhaustion washed over and lured into its embrace, when the young male made an appearance, who previously had an intention to scout over the dreadful mansion. After a conversation occurred and details of the unforeseen encounter were revealed, the silence dwelled between the two, whilst the man’s glance remained fixated onto the other, detecting apparent dismay, which claimed a tight grip upon the teen and eventually it was given a voice in a form of an inquiry. “Not necessary. ShinRa is searching for him, and it would be very foolish to come back to the Wall Market.” A composed and confident in own belief tone responded, whereas complication with the Turks was imminent, that danger was not posed by Corneo, who beyond doubt was relieved of the trust of his most valued allies.

          Albeit genuine conviction and judgment of their current situation, those words were not sufficient to ease the other’s worry and Aniyan comprehended that dread, taking into consideration own involvement and persuasion to proceed working for the don; the undeniable weight of guilt and responsibility for that boy’s misfortune lay heavily upon his shoulders. Thus lifting own weight from the sofa, he at leisure approached the other male, extending an offer of protection. “Leslie… If you worry ‘bout your own safety, stay here. The Trio and I personally will be able to divert attention from you.” An offer not without merit, something the person standing in front of him earned, so he could have a different future.

    TOO PROUD TO SAY IT,  but not too proud to imply it indirectly, lesie grows more anxious with each passing day. perhaps it had been the visceral reminder of his own mortality;  that if that fat bastard could knock him down  &  hold him at gunpoint  (  when  he was the one  acting pre-emptively  )  then what’s to say one of corneo’s men won’t hunt him down and finish the job ?  leslie might have known the consequences before  /  during  /  after acting upon them, but that shield of apathy  that steeled him  over the years had begun to waver;  a small glimmer of hope that shakes him to his core. it’s almost as though he’s afraid of dying, again.

    his fingers lock before him, and even here   ——  in the safety of the inn, beside a man with more power than he’d ever hope to attain in his short life, he feels antsy. like he’s gotta watch his back, or something bad will happen.  REALLY BAD.  crime movie bad,  &  he’s dug himself into this hole and doesn’t want to ask aniyan to help pull him out, but ...  “ my own safety ?  c’mon, you know me better than that. ”  perhaps that’s exactly why he’s offering.

    now, there is nothing between him and corneo’s enemies, nor corneo’s allies. leaning back in the chair slowly, leslie tilts his head back and glances up towards the ceiling. the lights give him something to focus on as he organises his thoughts,  contemplates.  ‘  been a while since i sat in a chair this comfortable ... ’  he digresses, eyes fluttering closed.  “ ... ‘sides, what use would i be to anyone here ?  all i’d be good for is pointin’ a gun at nasty customers. ”

#akunyan #ic tag. #verse: ffvii r tag. #hope it's ok i responded to this 500 years later

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#ooc tag. #tbd // #gradually redoes icons ...

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word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

#tbt. #logs on to rb this.. snoozes.. #i always forget if [my muse] means leslie

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#musings tag. #glad my blog is very serious and full of in character content currently

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missionheartcd‌  /  tseng.

                   can’t hear the sound of walking away over the sound of him cocking his gun —— get back in here.

    cocks his own gun ??  badly, but that’s besides the point

#missionheartcd #crack tag. #dfgGHG #this is my cue to sleep #tseng just get him in a chokehold it's gucci

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tseng.

marcrim replied to your post :

listen

                   can’t hear you over the sound of signing you up for gun safety lessons.

    can’t hear the sound of bein’ signed up for gun safety lessons over walking away

#missionheartcd #crack tag. #leslie: >: ( #leslie: Well Now I Am Not Doing It

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Leslie Kyle is a nort

… he has the yellow eyes, for heaven’s sake NO

#crack tag. #fuck

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gotham season 4 episode 5 sentence starters.

‘ that’s above my pay grade, pal.’

‘ i am stuck between a rock and a hard place.’

‘ what am i supposed to do?’

‘ i AM doing my job!’

‘ no sleep? again?’

‘ you are joking, aren’t you?’

‘ don’t say it’s not my fault.’

‘ and you blame me?’

‘ you’re still not ready.’

‘ how- i’m sorry… WHAT happened to you?!’

‘ okay, let me get this straight. you don’t remember WHO you are, or how you got here?’

‘ you don’t know who YOU are? well that makes two of us!’

‘ i’m sorry. i don’t know you. best of luck though.’

‘ i came to see if you had lunch plans tomorrow.’

‘ perhaps you overestimate the pleasure of your company.’

‘ just because you know you’re capable of doing something, doesn’t mean it has to happen again.’

‘ you may think you have everything, but there is one thing you don’t have.’

‘ then allow me to tell you what will happen if you DON’T kill me.’

‘ i will kill everyone you love.’

‘ i have NEVER had an issue with you.’

‘ wow, you don’t get much sun.’

‘ those guys that attacked us didn’t even have five bucks between ‘em.’

‘ you and i… we’re the very best of friends.’

‘ then something happened to you, and i just didn’t recognize you.’

‘ come on, you people have pills for everything!’

‘ i’m attempting to be civil, but i can’t help you.’

‘ i just can’t, alright?’

‘ i used to be smart… brilliant… and now that’s gone.’

‘ well, i am feeling a bit peckish.’

‘ i don’t want to get your hopes up, but there is something.’

‘ that’s perfect! where is this?’

‘ a fake gun? seriously?!’

‘ wait! wait, wait, wait… i just need to know. do these work?’

‘ no, dummy. and i’m calling the police.’

‘ this is just another manipulation.’

‘ i don’t know what i saw in there.’

‘ now you’re just rubbing it in.’

‘ so, why did you call me here?’

‘ every moment of my life is agony.’

‘ oh, not this again. come ON! god… i’ve told you; i’m better off on my own, and you are too. so let go! LET GO!’

‘ oh boy… i can’t breathe….’

‘ i assure you, we are not friends.’

‘ where am i?’

‘ let them go! they have nothing to do with this.’

‘ it means that you are the only one who can end my suffering.’

‘ you want me to kill you.’

‘ well, thanks for the snack. it’s been an emotional day.’

‘ what about everything you promised me?’

‘ do as i ask, and i’ll give you a gift beyond imagining.’

‘ i can assure you, i’m not here to poison you.’

‘ enough! do you think i would really believe this was all some coincidence?’

‘ you’re buttering me up. but for what?’

‘ this may be hard for you to understand.’

‘ only you can kill me.’

‘ is it so hard to believe that someone would want to do something nice for you?’

‘ oh, you want to help? try leaving.’

‘ it’s okay. i won’t judge.’

‘ easy. i ain’t gonna hurt you.’

‘ how long have you worked here?’

‘ deal with this, will you?’

‘ what are you talking about?’

‘ ugh, that dream was horrible.’

‘ you’re serious?’

‘ yes, i’m bloody serious!’

‘ that’s absolutely it. unless you wanna check my undercrackers.’

‘ rest in peace, whoever the hell you are.’

‘ taking a life, no matter how justified, will lead you down a darker path than you could ever possibly imagine.’

‘ i could take a pill, or a vitamin. i’ll even consider a natural remedy.’

‘ i will NOT be condescended to by an idiot in a lab-coat!’

‘ you’re not even a doctor!’

‘ i can’t even rob a pharmacy.’

‘ okay, relax, just… tell me your symptoms.’

‘ i just, uh, bust the bad guys.’

‘ so, who’s the vegetable?’

#memes tag. #mmmmm #feel free to send whatever #i am Finding Leslie #kinda tired but should get to 'em tomorrow

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@akunyan​​ asked:   "You have my thanks for helping Cloud and his friends."

    fingers deftly tug at the front of his cap, as though it needed to be fixed. leslie isn’t exactly taken aback when the words fall upon his ears, but a subtle smirk toys at his lips all the same. he supposes it was  CHANCY  of him  to walk by the honeybee inn  (  so shortly after aiding their heroic acquaintances  )  &  not expect the man himself to notice. hand lowering to nestle against his waist, he turns his head some. not entirely. doesn’t need to. in his peripheral vision aniyan is making a spectacle of himself just in the way he stands, body leaning against the inn’s door-frame with an elegance that  ALMOST  makes him cringe. strange guy, but he’s not a bad one.  ‘   ——  and boy don’t i know the bad ones ... ’  it’s a quiet curiosity that has him pause.  “ just returning a favour. ”  no use convoluting the retort.

    “ ——  you plannin’ on tellin’ me why you did it ? ” 

    his words are deliberate, but not accusatory. finally, he turns his attention to aniyan. there’s something genuine in his ordinarily  unreadable expression;  a glimmer of a question. he can’t help but wonder if this guy got  THE SAME   feeling that he did, crossing paths with them.  ‘  a looming sense of potential guilt ? ’  he ponders. figures it’s something more, for one of the famed trio to have done something so risky for a bunch of strangers.

#akunyan #ic tag. #answer tag. #congrats you are victim to my First In Character Response #hope this works tho :eyes:

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symbol, headcanon meme. [  &  any other questions. ]  |  @rochedaemon​

when did your muse realize he hit rock bottom ? 

at first i was inclined to say when his fiancée was chosen as a candidate then went missing, but i don’t think that was  ‘ the moment ’ .  i feel as though it was more likely when don corneo started  (   ——  or perhaps when he found out that he was  )  using gas to make the ladies waiting to see him dizzy  /  black out. the basement area in itself does  &  always has unnerved him from the moment he learned of its being there, but i think by the time that he learned of it, leslie was already too deep into his profession and, well ...  MOSTLY  past the point of allowing himself to feel remorse or pity for anything tied to what’s asked of him. it isn’t that he’s heartless  or devoid of the ability  to empathise or feel, but rather, he’s done a lot of bad things and it’s far easier to detach himself from a place of responsibility or emotion. meeting people with good intentions also shakes him;  forces him into acknowledging that from their perspective, he’s the bad guy.  

( upon betraying don corneo, he tries waning himself out of the ‘ criminal ’  lifestyle, but some old habits are hard to shake.  )

#rochedaemon #hc tag. #answer tag. #Hmmm (tm) #i feel like it's a weight he's gonna carry until the day he dies #but it's a life he chose and he acknowledges that

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symbol, headcanon meme.  |  @missionheartcd​​ asked:   👥🌂

👥  is your muse an extrovert or an introvert ?

after taking in his character some  &  taking an MBTI test, i wound up getting  ‘ ISTJ-T .  THE LOGISTICIAN ’   ——  and though i will need to Look Into This, i am pretty set on his being an introvert at heart. leslie deals with people on the daily, but his people skills are mostly something artificial and simply out of necessity. if he had it his way, he’d much prefer to lounge back in his own space with a glass of something rough.

🌂 what’s your muse’s favourite kind of weather ?

mm ...  not to be cliché, but probably rain. my first thought was snow. leslie seems like the kinda guy who isn’t bothered by the cold, and loathes being hot  &  sweaty a whole lot more than being  FROZEN  cold to the bone. if it weren’t for the fact that snow never really ... does what snow is supposed to do in midgar  (  ——  at least, from what one can assume )  then blizzards would probably be his thing. alas, he’d rather have industrial, polluted rain than wander about the slums in uncomfortably blaring heat.

#missonheartcd #hc tag. #answer tag. #i will make tags Eventually #ty for these !

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Send a Symbol for a Headcanon

👁 : How good is their sight?

👅 : What is your muse's favorite taste?

👄 : How does your muse kiss?

💄 : Favorite color lipstick?

💍 : Does your muse like to wear jewelry?

🧠 : How smart is your muse?

👃 : What's your muse's favorite smell?

🗣 : Does your muse have an accent?

👥 : Is your muse an introvert or an extrovert?

💪 : How strong is your muse?

👊 : Would your muse win in a fist fight?

👾 : Does your muse play any games?

🌂 : What's your muse's favorite kind of weather?

🌊 : Does your muse like the ocean or dry land better?

#meme tag. #eyes emoji ... #feel free to send random ones if none of these peak your interest #just gotta put my thinking cap on

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     ——    i suppose it’s about that time.  i’ve still got things to set up here  &  i’m replaying ffvii-r, but please feel free to  LIKE  /  REBLOG  if you’re interested in interacting with  ‘  leslie kyle ’  from the ffvii compilation.  [  primarily  remake,  but i’ll prolly add other verses later.  ]  this blog may be  /  become heavily  HEADCANON-BASED ,  but that’s to be expected --

#self promo. #promo tag. #ff7 r spoilers // #jus t inc ase?? #this whole blog is a spoiler to some degree though it's fine #nervous finger guns

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FFVII - Wall Market

#tbt. #wall market tag.

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I’ve gone into my silence and I’m going silenter still.

Aila Meiruloto, tr. by Herbert Lomas, from Contemporary Finnish Poetry: “A Sick Girl Dancing,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

#tbt. #musings.