my favorite part about destiny fishing is when the pond dissapears due to a public event and you see 5-10 endgame guardians absolutely demolish every entity in the area in under 8 seconds

that emile and jun glitch on sword base where they just strut around yelling and screaming is the funniest shit ever

robots are so so cute,,,, love is stored in the wires

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WHO TOUCHED MY FUCKING POST

Romantic Warlocks S/O headcanons

- The Warlocks, the most studious of the guardians, studying the Traveler and many mysteries of the solar system. You would think they know a thing of being a romantic partner. Well, with their elegance and knowledge. You are, not too wrong. You adore your Warlock but sometimes they are too deep into their studies a bit too much. Hell they seem to forget to eat sometimes. You know studying is important but also rest is important too, which is like some form of taboo to guardians like, everywhere. Sometimes a little nudge can make them stop, other times, it’ll take more than that. Now you’re probably thinking, can you really take on a guardian with space magic who can basically warp the elementals in their hands in an instinct? Surprisingly yes. They aren’t going to harm you with their power, nor their physical ability gives them much leverage neither, though they can pack quite a bitch slap. Rather they gently argue with “In a second” or “I’m in the middle of something, please wait.” Close that book, store away the papers, it’s time to cuddle. Shhh shhh, ghost will take care of it.

-Believe it or not, they are quite cheesy than you think. They like expressing affection the most classic way that occur before the golden ages. Do you know how much romantic novels they read through? The bouquet of flowers? Chocolates? A cute teddy bear? Yeah they were inspired by the books they read. You’ll be surprise how much the romance session is popular to the guardians. Now they don’t always follow a novel’s plot. They have their own plans which they totally didn’t discuss it with their ghost on the percent of success and are super anxious if it’ll make you happy. With their powers they like being creative and with their extend knowledge what you received is outstanding. A solar flower that never dies out, it’s as warm as their love for you. A private room where soft music is playing in the back and you two spend the time together slowly dancing, they even pick you up with their levitating abilities and continue dancing carefully holding you humming to the songs. A book they thought you might be interested in reading with them. A star globe to show you the stars and tell of their stories. It is still incredibly cheesy but they will not admit it. Their ghost might though.

- The other warlocks gossips like handmaidens. They see you interacting? Maybe some soft flirting? They silently giggle and carries on their duty before your lover catches them. Your relationship is rather an open secret, as they just want to keep it apart from work, but everyone knows anyway. They don’t say it directly to them, but they obviously know something going on between the two. The other warlocks just glares at the gossiping warlocks, wanting them to focus on their research than to pry into one’s relationships. Though they think you two adorable and your face into their domain is a welcoming sights. Whether you’re getting books, wanting to chat or to just curious of some projects you’re always welcome in the Warlock’s space. Some of their fellow warlocks have given you some romantic novels and your confuse expression just is priceless as they’re giving you thumbs up while others are facepalming. It is surprisingly helpful.

- Like calling you really cute nicknames. “My Dear.” “My Special Light.” “Darling?” “Ah yes my Glimmer.” However if you call them any cute nicknames. The table is turn, they don’t know what to do, they’re flustered, they’re PANICKING, internally that is. It melts them that you’re calling them cute nicknames and it almost like you nearly cause them to not work for a moment before they compose themselves. They secretly enjoy it, they act like they don’t like it but they always let you call them whatever nicknames you come up. If you say something new, it will get them off guard. Be creative, their reaction to their face and body movement is always priceless.

- Their ghost is way more honest with you, they probably the one that told you their guardian like you in the first place. Your Warlock probably doesn’t express much of their thoughts, or at least most thoughts they have thinking about you, not wanting to embarrassed you but that ghost will spill the beans. “Hey did you know my guardian saw some accessories and thought of you?” “Ghost!” “What? Oh oh also when in the Crucible they pause thinking of a perfect date and then a Titan went and ram into-!” “Ghost PLEASE stop.” It’s nice to know that they think of you often, but you do feel bad that they’re basically being called out by their little companion much to your amusement.

-When they go on missions they make sure to see you first before departing after making sure they have their weapons, ammo and space in their inventory, and promising to get back home as soon as possible with a loving kiss too before putting on the helmet and getting to their ship. You like calling them during missions and you see different terrains if they let you see where they’re at. From the snowy terrains Europa to the strange colorful forest of Nessus. “Failsafe do you want to say hello to Y/N?” “Oh hello there traveler! It is very nice to communicate to other beings beside the guardians who come now and then! I been like, sooo lonely, it’s almost like you forgotten about me.” “…” “Would you like to hear my logs since the last time I saw the guardian?”

- You are given access to their array of robes and they are positively comfortable to be in, some are rather too big for you and you only keep partial things like the basic robe on depending of the layer armor it has. You like to pose in the mirror, and try to act like a high and mighty warlock in it. You got caught by them as you pose in the mirror sprouting out words like you’re in some epic fantasy battle. Sometimes in the morning and you’re up, you donned their robe that they had planned to wear going out and there’s a little battle between you two. You look absolutely adorable but they need that robe, they already put on their pant and boots and need to complete their outfits. No you can’t try the puppy eyes! They’re a hard veteran who has faced death many times! While also sometimes succumbing to your charms and get another robe if you’re stubborn enough.

“Y/N my precious dear, may I have my robe back?”

“What robe? I have no idea what you’re speaking of.”

“The robe you are wearing as of this moment.”

“What this? This isn’t your robe it’s my….bath robe.”

“Did you call my armor a BATH robe-?”

- “Is it worth it to be a Guardian?” You once ask the knowledgeable Warlock and for once, they seen to look into thought. Their eyes staring in thought. “Well, we are blessed with the light,” They started. “And given a chance in our new lives, even though memories of our past are wiped away, it is as if we are staring anew with the what we received.” “Doesn’t it make you wonder of your past life? Or having to work endlessly everyday to protect the Last City from those who harm the surviving people? Doesn’t it…ever bother you that you’re given a life with a duty to continually fulfill just like that?” Thoughts tinker in their mind, contemplating one’s existence before letting out a chuckle much to your surprise. “I guess in a way, it kinda would, but the past what people, like me and many others is gone, we might had families, friends…lovers.” They continue. “But we can’t mourn those who are already dead can we? Or those we can’t remember. Even if I could remember, would it bring them back?” They spoke aloud in silent room. “And for being a guardian, we were chosen, and we can choose to follow it, or go our own ways. I choose to be a person who protects, like I want to protect you.” Their hand trails over to your, clamping it. “Life, is a mystery to all, and what we have, we’ll still live on like any person would. A duty is because we’re necessary and I want to make the world safe as much as everyone else.” They slowly held your other hand and held them together. “I do not know my past, yes, and I am at times scared in the present time what can occur but I know for the future.” They lean down and press a kiss to your hands.

“I’ll be sure it’ll be a wonderful place for you.”

Everyone thought that the mass-production of Firearms would render Magic obsolete in battle, but Spellcasters have adapted. Instead of casting from a wand, most mages now cast from their gun.

Ikora studied under Osiris, who uses advanced close-combat skills and swordplay nearly every time he’s seen wielding the Light in combat to great destructive outcome, who is husband to the man, who, for better or for worse became Destiny’s Doomslayer, in defense of the innocent, and was extremely well-known for crushing innumerable adversaries with fist, might, shotgun, and Light, and little else.

Ikora Rey bested Lord Shaxx in single combat, not via complicated gunplay from afar, but in a moment of violence and annihilation so intimate, Shaxx’s horned crest was shattered, in the final moments of his defeat, and he made the choice to keep the shattered horns of his helm thereafter, wearing only one intact horn from that moment out.

In conclusion, I am allowed to and even vindicated in imagining Ikora Rey as a close-quarters-combat goddess so competent, Saint-14 most likely gives her cute little bursts of applause, sniffles, and whispers “That’s our Warlock” as he watches her rototill her way through opponents like a void-powered combine-harvester with a brick on the gas pedal launched into a field of wheat.

I am am allowed to, and vindicated in, imagining and even painting pictures of Ikora demonstrating grappling and cqc prowess which would make the Doom Slayer blush.

in honor of mermay & season of the deep, gay mermaids being gay

You know, Guardians being brought back to life probably sucks. When you die your blood vessels collapse, your gastrointestinal system goes feral, and every working organ in your body stops working. And then their Ghost brings them back. Their entire body has to do a factory reset. I could imagine Guardians feeling like an absolute piece of shite after they’re revived, and it adds another little hint of mortality and vulnerability to their otherwise immortal and unshakable character. (And I like vulnerability)

yes the ghost might be able to purposefully fix all that stuff but I’m ignoring that

so like i was talking about it earlier and i can't sleep so im going to inflict my Thoughts abt osiris being Specific abt language and stuff on yall as well saint pretty much always uses possessives right "my fiery bird" "my friend" "my phoenix" "my Brother" "his beloved osiris" right like and i think a lot about "yours, in time" and things that are "too unspoken"

("go find your lost phoenix") and "tell saint i- nevermind, i'll tell him myself" (like he's correcting himself, or like it's hard to say, or it's something he needs to do Properly) saint's never had trouble telling the whole world what he thinks and feels (apart from when he's stressed, then he just shoulders it because That's What He Does but i digress) osiris writes obscure poetry and doesn't say the words, necessarily ("he touches my cheek. his eyes say things that words cannot") and like he doesn't Need to really, saint Knows this, but- ("why all the fuss?" "i owe him") anyway. my point is. my Point. is. the First Thing He Says ("I reach for aid - my hand is held - saint?") is "Saint, my love."

this video lives rent free in my brain

HAPPY LESBIAN VISIBILITY WEEK, LESBIANS!

I've been thinkin about how exactly it'd feel to lose your Light like. right in the moment, mainly because I've been thinking about a scene I've wanted to write with two of my solar wielding Guardians about the Red War for a little while now.

If you've got any additions feel free to add on! These are just my random thoughts that I wanted to jot down and share so they're not super developed.

The most noticeable thing about losing solar would be the shattering cold. In my mind, Solar wielders are always warm, like to the point where some of them radiate warmth, so the contrast of suddenly losing that unnatural warmth they always feel would be pretty prominent. 

Arc and Void I feel would be like the opposite experience of each other, as in the controlled chaos of Arc being so much reduced to nothing, and the calm emptiness of Void being turned into something. I think Void's the one I'm the least certain about, just because Void's always been the one I struggle to describe most in words.

For all of them I imagine it'd hit especially hard for Guardians who have been around for longer, since they've gotten used to the presence of the light for decades, even centuries, and then it's just gone within moments. But I can't help but think about how New Lights would feel too during Red War in particular: you've just been risen a few days or weeks ago, still learning what's going on and how to wield your Light, and suddenly it's gone. Your Ghost - who's been the one to instruct you on what's going on this entire time - doesn't have an explanation. Was it your fault? Did you do something wrong? But then you learn it's happened to every Guardian too, and the City where the remnants of humanity rest has been attacked. That'd be pretty terrifying.

But also in particular, I'm thinking about how losing the Light would affect Stasis wielders. Would it give the Darkness that edge to take over now that there is no contrasting force to naturally fight back against it? Or would they be able to control it? I guess it's individual since Eris and Elsie seem to be alright, but I still think it's pretty interesting to think about.

Today I am thinking about ghosts making blanket nests in their guardian's bed, or even guardians having little cat beds for their ghosts. But like cats the ghosts prefer their own spots like cardboard boxes and the guardian's pillow (once they claim the pillow you will not get it back until they are done napping)

I have a headcanon for Zavala

He is 100% down to help Guardians make hand made gifts for others. He did this for his wife ages ago when she was alive. He’d knit her things to keep her warm, and happy, so he knows how important handmade gifts can be to those who wish to make them. He loves seeing the focus of the Guardians as they work on the gifts, and seeing some of the faces they make gives him something to softly chuckle at.

He goes slow and step-by-step if it’s a knitting project. He knows it can be hard, it was for him when he started. He uses the same steps and gentle guidance his wife gave to him when he was first learning to knit. He is happy when the Guardians come back to him and excitedly tell him how much their lover/friend loved what they made for them.

Zavala might be stern at times, almost always serious, and dedicated to his work, but he also knows, as much as Shaxx does, that there will always be time for love.

DESTINY TITAN HEADCANONS

Arc Titans cannot control how fast they breath causing people to sometimes think that a dog is nearby because there’s a titan who is almost hyperventilating because they get so exited to do literally anything

Solar Titans reek of a campfire, Void Titans smell like Green apples (Stole that one from k01ku on TikTok) Arc Titans smell like Coconuts, and Stasis Titans always smell familiar but you can never figure out what it is

Solar Titans are like space heaters, I will not be elaborating

Stasis Titans can never get enough sleep because their ghosts are always mad at them for using stasis

Void Titans enjoy cooking and routinely make cookies that look like tiny Sentinel Shields and grape jelly filled donuts that look like the Ward of Dawn

Solar Titans love spicy food to the point where some eat ONLY spicy food

Arc Titans are total dorks for music

When in civilian clothing, Void Titans dress Dapperly, Arc Titans dress casually, Solar Titans dress like Bikers, and Stasis Titans wear sweatpants and a tank top

Void Titans are dad friends

Arc Titans get lost easily and rely on their Warlock/Hunter friends to help them

A Stasis Titans diet consists of crayons, ramen, honey, and some kind of alcohol

Arc Titans love boxing matches, Void Titans love Hockey, Solar Titans love Croquet weirdly enough, and Stasis Titans Love Three gun competitions, but they ALL love to compete in Highland Games