#original guardians

[ahungeringknife]

Idk what to even say to this. Just Eric doing whatever she wants and 2/3 of her boyfriends being like 'yeah I'll play' and Leon looking SO nervous in the middle lol. He's not used to magic shit. Toland is on board and Savant just smiles through it.

My October comm from @brahkest they did the lines. I did all the coloring and rendering and mememing lol. Idk what's going on with Eric's outfit. I told Brahk to make her a hot witch outfit and they SURE DID even if parts make zero sense.

Savant's shirt is the same material as Eric's cloak and I think that's cute af okay

[jadevalentine-writes]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Destiny (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Original Destiny Character(s), Original Exo Character(s) (Destiny) Summary:

He always knew where to find her when she went dark.

[ahungeringknife]

365: May 29

I remember writing this and having the epiphany 'if Savant has X,000 exes that means he's dated that many people, meaning he probably has INSANE game'. Which honestly... yEAH! Savant does have insane game. Not like it even matters when the actual love of his life is a smol awoken lady with a caffeine addiction.

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Savant leaned against the railing next to Drifter while a game was going on in the Haul. Now and then Drifter made a call and Savant was watching the live feed on his pockit of a specific player. The screen Drifter was looking at didn't even have a video feed. It was all statistics and rising and falling numbers but Drifter had no trouble reading the code. Savant had tried it a few times and by the end he'd sort of understood but it was like trying to read droplets of water in a river. Savant thought it was impressive and also that Drifter was insane for managing it.

"I want to play with the Young Wolf," Savant said as he watched her on his pockit.

"Sorry what?" Drifter asked, taken aback.

"I want to play with Dredgen Wolf," Savant said, more of a whine now. "You never let me play with her."

"Yeah because I work too hard for you to end the game in five minutes," Drifter said, equally as annoying.

Savant made a face. That was a shitty answer and they both knew it. He pushed off the railing, putting his pockit into a pocket on his coat, and took the few steps over to Drifter to get right in his personal space. Drifter looked at him as Savant grabbed him by the coat and made Drifter turn to him. "You know I work too hard for it to end in five minutes," Savant said softly in a tone that made Drifter do a double take. He tugged on Drifter's coat, pulling him down so they were face to face. Drifter wasn't that much taller than him but he was making a point. Drifter's dark eyes darted across his face, not sure where this was going but as usual not able to make or maintain eye contact. "I want to play with the Young Wolf and her annoying friend since you don't let me play with my friends and you never play with me."

Drifter cleared his throat, "That is categorically untrue," Drifter tried to say.

"So I didn't find you curled up in that sack of rags you call a bed up here all on your own this morning?" Savant asked, still keeping his voice low and intimate in a way he knew made the hair on the back of Drifter's neck stand on end. Not always in a good way but that was also fine with Savant. "Didn't we agree not to be boring with each other?"

"I remember something like that, yeah," Drifter coughed out. He was surprisingly easy to fluster during Gambit. Just had to use the same tone of voice Savant used when they fucked and put his fine metal hand under his coat along his stomach and side. Not even on skin. If it was anyone but Drifter Savant would have found it sweet. On Drifter he just looked desperate which was about par the course.

"Then don't bore me," Savant said, drawing his face close to Drifter's.

"That ain't ever the plan, sparky," Drifter said like he was about to kiss Savant but Savant wasn't about to give that to him.

"Then matchmake me with Dredgen Wolf and Skinner," Savant said, hand trailing over his clothed hip and against his back. "That should be fun for both of us and isn't that what we always do?" Savant asked him coyly. Drifter always looked like he absolutely was a few centuries out of practice when it came to flirting when Savant was coy with him. Again it would have been cute if it was anyone but Drifter.

The monitor Drifter was looking at beeped loudly, signaling a team had summoned a Prime but Savant had Drifter's complete attention even if Drifter couldn't look him in the eyes. He couldn't look anyone in the eyes so Savant didn't take it personally. Drifter let out a breath. "Yeah, okay. One game," he said.

Savant released the thread of Void he'd been subconsciously holding onto to dim the lights around them making the moment more quiet, darker, and intimate than it otherwise would have been. The world snapped back into full color and brightness, still dingey on the Derelict, and the sound of Drifter's monitor returned. "Perfect," Savant said and before he let Drifter go closed that distance and kissed him. He ran his hand up Drifter's chest as he did and lingered for a handful of seconds before stepping away.

He went back to his spot on the railing and Drifter looked like he'd just dragged himself out of a river. Then he shook himself and turned back to the game even as Savant pulled out his pockit to watch the Young Wolf start to melt the Primeval.

[ahungeringknife]

[ahungeringknife]

365: June 16

The Bastion of the Sunbreakers was always a hot place. Better than when they'd made their home base on Mercury but the sweltering jungles of Venus wasn't much better. But the Bastion was where they stoked the forges and where any Titan in the Order could rest their head. Safe from the eyes of the Vanguard and Consensus who loved to cast them as traitors. The narrative had changed the last few years since the Sunbreakers had consented to teaching Archibald of Glitterbomb how to use Solar. The first Titan to use Solar in the Tower in almost five centuries. Having a Godkiller take up the hammer had been great for their image. Didn't mean the Bastion still wasn't hot all the time.

But it had been Alex's home since his banishment when Osiris and most of his followers had been thrown out. The Consensus and Speaker foolishly thinking they knew better than Guardians themselves.

And for the first time in centuries he was leaving and returning home to the Tower. Or that was the plan. Osiris had been officially welcomed back into the Tower now that the Factions and Speaker were dead and he had called them home. Be his personal scouts again like they had before. No problem. It was the call they'd been waiting for. They'd been excited to get it even.

Fletcher had other ideas.

Which was why Alex was sitting outside his own house he sometimes shared with his brother while he and his partner had a yelling match inside about this. Fletcher hated that the twins were bending over for Osiris still. And double hated they were both leaving and leaving him and Nissa behind. And triple hated that neither of them had hesitated. They'd been totally ready to pack up and leave at the first call from Osiris even after almost two centuries.

Alex watched the brazier burning full of spent Sunbreaker hammers, chin on his fist. This was such a dumb argument. Fletcher knew they'd always go home. The problem was he wasn't welcome in the Tower still. No Sunbreaker Order allowed.

The argument in the house changed in pitch. Now it was less about straight up anger and more concern. During the Red War dozens and dozens of Sunbreakers had been final deathed. They'd been reduced to only a dozen or so Sunbreakers now. Fletcher's concern was over safety. Was it safe? What it something happened? What if-

Fletcher would drive himself crazy with 'what ifs' and didn't appreciate at all that in the same way he was called to loyalty to the Sunbreakers and the First Magistrate they were bound by loyalty to Osiris.

Of course Titans always were hypocritical when it came to loyalty. It was fine for Titans to have obsessive, dangerous, levels of loyalty but by the Light if anyone else did. Much less a Hunter!

Alex was just tired.

He perked up when Nissa came by. "Simon told me Fletcher and Alshain were going at," she said looking at the door behind Alex. Nissa was a pretty silvery white Awoken with corn silk yellow hair and Solar orange eyes. Once upon a time she'd been Osiris' aide. Not so important as an apprentice like Ikora but someone had to organize Osiris' paperwork and anyone who knew Osiris longer than a few days knew he hated paperwork and couldn't keep it organized for the life of him.

"Yeaaaah. We got called by Osiris."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. You going to be mad too?"

"No," she shrugged. "He doesn't need an assistant. And honestly he should learn to do some actual work and not just pontificate about stuff," and that made Alex chuckle. "Does someone need to separate them?"

"Probably. But won't be me," Alex grimaced.

"You're leaving right?"

"Yeah."

"When will you be back?"

"No idea."

"So you won't be too upset if I char the walls?"

Alex chuckled. "Nah. Knock yourself out," he said.

She walked past him into the house. "What is the meaning of this!" she thundered and he heard her go radiant. "I thought this was the home of Lightbearers of the honored Order of the Sunbreakers! Not a playpen for children!"

Alex sighed and leaned over to one side boredly as she scolded them. Fletcher tried to get a word in but it didn't work because Nissa didn't let him. Finally the door opened again and Fletcher slunk out, tail between his legs. Nissa stood in the doorway, eyes burning white with Solar Light, fists on her hips.

"It safe in there now?" Alex asked.

"Yes," Nissa said.

"I would have worn him down," Alshain said to Nissa. "But thank you for snapping some sense into him."

"He just will miss you," the radiance faded from her eyes as she powered down. "We all will."

"We'll be back. Or we'll convince the people in charge to let the Sunbreakers return to the City," Alex said. "Just for now we need to go. Osiris needs us."

"Yes. I know," she sighed. "Be careful. And don't let him talk you two into anything stupid."

"Ha! Yeah right," Alshain joked.

"See you when you get back," Nissa said and as she left she kissed Alex on the cheek nicely. They weren't an item but Alex still loved her and she him.

"You'll barely know we're gone!" Alshain called.

"Let's finish packing. Hopefully Nissa or Fletcher didn't burn everything to a crisp," Alex said, bullying his brother back into the house to finish packing.

[hufflepuff-the-magic-dragon]

What? I did a thing? With a couple? And it looks good?????

[mneiai]

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Why do I ever read comments on anything?

Someone wrote they wanted to 616 Yondu to be like MCU Yondu