#guardian uldren sov

[travelersguardian]

“Bring it in little bird”

Enra just wants to hug him😭

[anthem-anatheme]

You know, I get the whole "Spiders awful, I hate Spider now because of what he's doing to Crow" angle. I really do, Crows become my favorite character and I love him dearly. But just... Immediately going off on a "fuck x character they should die" tirade feels exactly the same as what the people who still want to kill "Uldren" are doing. Do we really gotta spew how much we hate villainous characters constantly? Yeah, you're supposed to be opposed to what they're doing, they're a villain.

Anyway, c'mon Guardian that's how the Darkness gets you, don't hold on so tight to that hate.

[kitsuneren]

Quick Uldren art to take a break from school related art 🙃 God I have so many ideas to draw for him but lack timeee

[deathsdeserters]

Cards - Uldren

He hated looking at them.

They were left everywhere around the Tower Wall, the Courtyard, the Bazaar, the Hangar, by the gods, especially in the Hangar.

Between the Shipwright’s station and...it was a shrine. Entering the main flight deck was akin to entering a holy space.

Which was why he always entered and departed via the upper tier of the Courtyard.

The Ace of Spades. Everywhere he turned, the playing card was, tucked into seams, slid between plating, taped to walls, in some cases even stuck with what looked to be chewing gum. A million different decks with a million different card faces and a million different design variations, all with the same theme.

A tribute to the fallen Hunter Vanguard.

The one he had murdered.

The man called Cayde.

Uldren never took his helm off. Not since Atsuko had given it to him. He was surprised when she had gifted it to him. She, who had killed him in revenge for the death of her...

Who was Cayde to her? Uldren didn’t want to put a name to it. To give it a name would be to acknowledge the pain he had caused his Exo teammate and that was something he was not yet ready to deal with.

She had given him an Exotic helm of hers, the Graviton Forfeit. He felt safe while wearing it. Not for the protection or the benefits it afforded, but for the total anonymity. No one knew who he was beneath the wall of Void energy. No one could see the face of the disgraced Prince of the Reef, the former Master of Crows, the once King of the Scorn.

The murder of Cayde-6, Hunter Vanguard.

Every card he saw in the City, outside of it, off-world, all served to remind him of the deed that he didn’t have a proper memory of, a sin that someone he used to be committed and that he was paying the penance for.

He hated looking at the playing cards. Worse, he hated what those playing cards stood for.

The weakness of the man he once was.

@reefbcrn

[reawakening]

                                                    pawn of the dark

                                                    pawn of the light

in the end you’ll be the victim. you’re the one who has to live with yourself. and when you’re reaching for help there’ll be no one.

there’s               no                         one.

              [ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ʀᴘ | ɪɴᴅɪᴇ | sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ | ᴄʀᴏss-ᴏᴠᴇʀ, ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ, ᴏᴄ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ]

[reawakenment]

god save us, the foolish kings

Oh, this is not going to be good.

His first meeting with the Vanguard. He has been given a brief overview of his...situation by the fireteam that found him and his Ghost.

The fireteam is responsible for saving his new life and also for nearly ending it due to an unfortunate division within ranks regarding his past indiscretions. That’s how he was thinking of it. Compartmentalizing until he was ready to face the entirety of what is.

His head hurts, his body aches, and he is having flashes of memories dreams the past the future nightmares and—

He blinks and looks over to his now constant companion. The Ghost who says his name is Pulled Pork. For not the first time this day Uldren Sov thinks that he and the odd little ball need to find a new moniker, the sooner the better.

“Um.” Articulate, he is. He’s doing well today, having undied and then not almost died. “Your name. Would you like a new one? Is that even your actual name?”

@pulledpork

[travelersguardian]

Enra: “I know you don’t remember, but we were uh. boyfriends....”

Crow: “oh good, so I have at least one friend.”

[travelersguardian]

Enra has been spending a lot of time with Crow. Helping him clean up, serenading him, the usual.  👀

Bonus:

“Like what you see?” 😂👀