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Not today Justin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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hey. HEY
food for thought
hey. HEY
food for thought
hey. HEY
I miss season of the deep
Damn now I need to draw Sloane as the new titan vanguard don't i
I miss season of the deep
You wish to stay here forever.
Between Iterations | Ikora Rey/Lakshmi-2 | Rated M
After Cayde’s death, Ikora and Lakshmi drift from rivalry to unspoken, fragile intimacy. A slow orbit of grief, desire, and impossible creation.
Chatper II
The nausea had a shape now. The dream had a name. And somewhere in the Tower, an exo who had never expected to be part of any of this was probably running a simulation that had just become obsolete.
Chapter III
Ikora’s chest hurt. She shifted, pressing closer, stealing one more moment of impossible safety. It had to be gradual. A little distance, a few more cancelled evenings, sharper words in council meetings. Enough that when it fractured, it wouldn’t feel like a sudden betrayal.
Chapter IV
It took time. They didn’t talk about everything that first night. They didn’t make plans or promises or say the word baby out loud. Ikora was still scared, still overwhelmed, but she let her in, slowly, let her talk about the child in hypothetical, cryptic Lakshmi ways, dry humour that barely concealed the care and longing beneath it.
Chapter V
"I need you to hear me. This isn’t a statement. It’s not a strategy. It’s mine, and I do not want people looking at me as though this somehow completes me. Motherhood is merely another title.” “No one who knows you would mistake you for anything less than what you are.” Zavala said. “Least of all me.”
Chapter VI (final)
"I hope you know how much I love this blanket."
Tàr previews for june 9th 💠
I hope you'll remember me as the person who loved maya sundaresh the most on this earth
i know this was just a sketch, but i think it's still my favourite fanart of them
I hope you'll remember me as the person who loved maya sundaresh the most on this earth
you know what i'll share it bc she was a fun sculpt
@ dlemms did a fantastic job reading through the zine! Please give it a listen
I had a dream about a destiny "ghost" mini zine where people either drew or wrote about their ghost and guardians and it was kinda cute
ghost zine someday?
I wanna make art
I wanna write
I wanna do both
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interesting, thank you! I might plan something then, keep an eye out 💠
Slowly setting things up at @ghosttaleszine , google form and discord, the usual. Still insane I had this dream 3 days before that sad announcement
D2 is dead! (or so they say)
I won't lie, maybe it's the fact i've been branching out further from my earlier interests, maybe its the fact I really didn't care for the last two expansions, but I really don't feel much sorrow over today's news.
It's not as if the game will simply cease to be, it's still there and still playable. And as for the story well... there's over ten years of it to pour back over, to examine and toy with.
I suppose the question I'm trying to pose is, do we really need more? Why mourn the prospect for new things to consume (especially when the quality of that new material is far from guaranteed) instead of taking the finishing of a work as an opportunity to reflect?
A book doesn't stop being interesting just because you finished reading it. Why can't the same be true of a game?
Oh Destiny 2 my love. Per Audacia Ad Astra...