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clowncorpse · 7 months

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Today's my birthday, at exactly midnight my bestie gifted me a very humourous skit for my birthday card, followed by two Destiny prints with Misraaks and Eido.

Then, they brought 4 cardboard boxes, each bigger than the other, in which were several gifts each time. I had snacks, drinks, Pandora Hearts gifts, One Piece gifts, and Destiny gifts.

Then lastly they gave me a USB stick (disguised as a little camera keychain), with a whole riddle and search game based around Professor Layton games, in files with hidden files and all. And the ULTIMATE GIFT.

A FUCKING VIDEO MESSAGE FROM DEBRA WILSON, CONGRATULATING ME AND ALL, AND SWITCHING TO SAVATHÛN TO RIDDLE ME AND MOCK ME AND I CRIED SO H A R D.

And IT WAS JUST MIDNIGHT, I STILL HAVE THE WHOLE FUCKING DAY AFTER THAT, I can't recover from this it was incredible.

So thank you so much to them, and to Debra, I- I just CAN'T.

The whole birthday game lasted almost an hour between the skit, the gifts, and the enigmas, I'm happily drained.

Feeling like the luckiest gal ngl.

#Destiny #destiny 2 #savathûn #debra wilson #birthday #clowncorpse #i'm gonna take a nap #really i can't stop crying inside #Savathûn please marry me

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eggsmuses-a · 2 years

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Drip, drip, drip. The sound of footsteps marry with the sound of dripping water. Mara is left to her thoughts for a moment in this maze, tracing hands over Hive Runes. Behind her is Jolyon &. one of Petra's highest Corsairs.

She'd done it. She found Savathûn, only by the skin of her teeth. It felt surreal to enter the Altar of Reflection like this — her people were waiting expectantly at the Enclave &. in their camps. What if she doesn't return ? What happens to the Reef Awoken then ? They have no leader, no Wrath to turn to. She swallows the thought, pushing it further &. further down.

Her glowing eyes trace the runes as the soldiers behind her look on with caution. She doesn't blame them. Not after everything that's happened. Mara presses her palm into the script, feeling the stone tablet sink as she enters the combination. The doors shift, &. an eerie wind overtakes the area.

The altar is devoid of Architects.

Infected, Mara assumes. Still, she signals for her envoy to keep eyes out for any infiltration of zombified Hive.

#ﾞ ᴍ ——— ❝ Savathûn, ❞ The Deception Queen beckons, piercing gaze into the silhouette of the God of Cunning in the distance. She locks contact, refusing to back down, ❝ I've come to bargain. ❞

&. the Sister of Shapes descends, emerging from her sanctuary where she has hidden from the Light's diminishing strength. Where she knows she cannot stop the taking, for the power to give now reaps what it has sown. The knowing stare they give one another; both queens are aware of the grave danger, &. for the first time in a lifetime, acknowledge the connection they have had in the past.

-- ❝ Queen Mara Sov, come running to the Hive ... how interesting. ❞ Savathûn hooks a claw over her chin, cooing.

#ﾞ ᴍ ——— ❝ Spare me the agonising. You have something I need. ❞ The scoff that Mara hears is enough to sour the confidence she has, &. she had to hold a hand to stop Jolyon &. the Corsair from speaking up. Composure. Composure, Mara. ❝ I'm sure you're aware of Sol's ongoing pandemic. Lightbearer zombies. Your brood has succumbed to the effects of the Traveler's poison as well. ❞

-- ❝ I have no time for small talk, Mara Sov. This song &. dance goes both ways, so please. ❞

#ﾞ ᴍ ——— ❝ The Awoken will pledge an alliance to the Lucent Brood. Under the condition you grant us assistance in the fight in return. ❞

Between the two monarchs is silence. Mara, solemn. Savathûn, amused. They weave, tendrils fighting both perspectives of the situation, one of desperation &. another of entertainment. Intertwining. It's as if both Mara &. the Hive God are breathing down each others necks.

Then Savathûn laughs, uproarious, breaking into uncharacteristic giggles between each holler. Behind her emerges Immaru, fully prepared to tell the Awoken party to make like trees &. leave before the Goddess stops him.

-- ❝ What fun ! Yes, of course, how could I refuse an offer ? &. by how things are, we're soulmates on a string. Tugging one another along when the time calls. Just like old times, old friend. ❞ Immaru is displeased by this agreement, grumbling something to his Guardian about joining the "Glitter-bombs" &. leaving the Sanctuary of the Altar jeopardises the Light that remains.

Savathûn is quick to dismiss her Ghost. ❝ Let the games begin, Awoken Queen. ❞

#DESTINY EVENT: LIGHTPOCALYPSE #( not your queen / your dictator ) -- mara ic #( .. ) -- dash comm #/DROPS THIS then scurries away for the next 3-5 business days

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shaken-veil · 6 years

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029 for Cayde and Nevia please! 😘

God this was such a sweet prompt xD I just.. did something silly..so far in the future of the storyline. I didnt care. So much fluff today. I love it. this goes unedited as always.

~~~029: “I want this to never end…”

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Cayde’s Apartment, 3 years after the Red war, 1,5 years after Savathûn’s end.

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“Here. Now stop being grumpy, rusty old Exo.” Nevia put down a mug full of fresh coffee in front of Cayde, pressing a kiss to his temple. They both had just left the bed, Cayde only with arguing, since he didn’t want to get up on his day off.

A day off..

This had been wishful thinking for the two hunters just a while back. Tower repairs from the Red War were going their way, patrols had been set for the week, the only thing left to do were scout reports, but since Savathûn’s death, everything had been quiet. Why not enjoy it for a day? She shifted a little and put her arms loosely around his neck. Now that the Exo was sitting down, she could at least do that, being so much smaller than him.

“You always know how to lighten up my day, don’t you?” Cayde chuckled quietly and leaned back, to get a bit closer to his lover. “But we could’ve stayed in bed, Nevia.. It’s our free day. Our free day. Not just mine or yours.. That’s important to spend in bed.. You know?”

“Nonsense. I have plans. We’re going out today. Maybe we should pay Shiro a visit? I bet, he would love to see you.”

“You want to go to Felwinter Peak.. I WONDER why that is.”

“Cayde!”

He only laughed and lifted a hand in defense, when Nevia smacked his shoulder.

“Why is he even still up there?” Nevia sat down in the chair next to the hunter Vanguard and took a datapad to her hand, starting to scroll the daily tower news.

“We still need eyes on the plaguelands and he operates on other planets, you know that. I guess, he likes it, even if he doesn’t admit it.” Cayde turned his attention to Nevia, looking her over for a very long moment. “You look hot like this.”

“What?” She blushed slightly, her cheeks turning a tone darker. “I’m just wearing one of your shirts, with a stupid Ramen motive on it.”

“But that’s the point. You only wear this shirt.” He reached for said T-shirt and pulled it up a little to just reveal bare skin, while Nevia looked at him with a deadpan expression.

“We’re not going back to bed.”

“Was worth a try.. alright.. Just.. let me finish my coffee?” His words made her smile and she shifted closer to him with her chair, so she could rest her head on his shoulder, still reading the news. She never stayed long at the tower, always feeling drawn to the wilds, but moments like this? They took away the bitterness and bad thoughts, making this place more of a home. Nevia put an arm around his middle, turning her head to press her lips to his shoulder.

“I want it to always be like this..”, she said more to herself, while switching to another page. Cayde didn’t reply for a long while, he seemed tense in his silence. She was about to ask him, if anything was wrong.

“Well, you could just marry me, then.” For a second, Nevia thought, he was joking, but the tone in his voice was dead serious. She sat up straight to look at him, wide eyed.

“What?”

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#Cayde-6 x Female Guardian #Cayde-6 #Nevia #Destiny #My Writing #Writing Prompts

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