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aghostsdestiny · 3 months
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We saved the eggs, when do we get the babies, Bungie 👀✨️
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kirakuudere1 · 3 months
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emo crow
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pxlatedtraveler · 2 years
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“Come on. You’re up, Hunter.”
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tvbu9 · 9 months
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NEW GUY!!!! Tube-3 !!!
he is a void warlock and an absolute menace. I love him. He was kismesis with Uldren Sov because I make the rules. When he met Crow he had a lil breakdown :(
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haldenlith · 1 year
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The Nearness of You
A bit of soft Crow/Hal fluff, inspired a little bit by the song "The Nearness of You." And yes, Hal's bed is in his living room. Also on AO3.
Naught but the sound of the fan softly whirring stirred the room, as Hal slept soundly. His sleep wouldn’t last, though, as he startled to the sound of his door opening, and soft, measured bootfalls upon his apartment floor. Sitting straight up, with Ghost whirring up from his pillowed perch, they looked to the source of such intrusion to find a familiar sight of black and white. Crow paused, smiling sheepishly.
“Sorry, did I wake you? I tried to be quiet,” he said, his voice soft, but apologetic. Hal rubbed his eyes, shaking his head.
“I don’t recall giving you a key to my apartment.”
“You didn’t.” Crow pulled off his cloak, knowing that Hal was fine with his presence. The Warlock wasn’t one to mince words. If he wanted Crow out, he’d have said so immediately, and not have taken to banter instead.
Crow did love the way Hal bantered with him.
Hal rolled his eyes, a soft smile appearing on his face in the dim light, largely ambient from the pink glare of the neon sign across the way from his apartment. It bathed Crow in the garish pink glow as he stripped off his armor. “So, you just break into apartments, now?”
“I wouldn’t put it like that. More like… ‘invited myself in.’ Besides, is it a crime to want to sleep in a comfortable bed next to your partner?” Hal’s cheeks flushed, and he looked away for a moment.
“You’re allowed to get somewhere to stay in The City, you know. You don’t have to keep sleeping on your ship.” Crow set his armor and greaves in a neat pile off in the corner of the room, folding his cloak and setting it on top. He endeavored to match the tidiness of the room. All that was left was his second layer of clothing -- his shirt and pants. Well, and his boots. It was a lot, but he was skilled at quickly getting it all back on when needed.
He was hoping he wouldn’t need to.
“Mmm, still not as good as a warm bed next to you.” Ghost chuckled and looked at Hal, slowly nestling back down into the pillow Hal provided as a “bed” for the little guy.
“I don’t think you’re winning this one, Hal. Then again, I get the feeling you don’t actually want to.” Hal fell silent, his cheeks burning. Even a month into the relationship, he could scarcely believe it was a thing, and thus found himself always in a state of fluster. He was just as shy as the first time they confessed to each other. Crow grinned and waved dismissively at the Ghost.
“Let the man argue his case if he wants to. It’s his right.” Not that it changed anything. Crow stripped off the remaining layer down to his underwear, adding them to the neat pile. With a lazy saunter, he then crossed the distance to the bed. “Though, I can’t help but feel like your Ghost is right. I definitely get the vibe that you want me here.” Hal huffed, but said nothing as he slid over for Crow. There wasn’t a lot of space, but somehow, they made it work, snuggled up close to each other. Despite his verbal protests, they were both right about him, he didn’t want Crow to leave. Instead, he buried his face in the crook of Crow’s neck, breathing him in, taking him in. His warmth -- welcome in the soft chill of the room, his scent -- a bit musky and hinted with the scent of leather, the very nearness of him. Even now, part of him wondered, “Is this another cruel and wild dream?” It felt like it, even as Crow draped an arm over him, holding him tight. Crow, too, took in the feeling of Hal being so close. Hal slept hot, and felt so warm against him, like a little space heater. He nestled his face in the soft slate blue locks of hair, the little bit Hal had atop his head. Whatever shampoo he used, it did smell nice, like dewy bergamot. Bergamot and gunpowder, that was Hal’s scent, thanks to spending so much time on patrol. He busied himself so much, yet he had the nerve to get onto Crow to rest.
Crow hugged Hal a bit tighter when he thought about it, how much Hal burned himself down, like a candle burning at both ends. They were all burning themselves down in preparation to fight the oncoming war that was already on their doorstep.
Still, they could rest a bit more, and savor the nearness of each other in this moment, at the very least.
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anthem-anatheme · 2 years
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Have a few zooms on the parts of the poster I care about too :)
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nananananasposts · 2 years
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thefangirlthatwaited · 5 months
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Encounter (Chapter 118) - A Destiny 2 Story
Crow x Female Guardian
“It’s cold out. I figured a nice stew to keep us warm.”
“Smells good.” We quietly ate, and you could cut the tension with a knife. I might have patched things up with Stell, but there was a long road ahead with Crow. I looked down at my left hand and empty ring finger and missed my engagement ring.
“Ruby?”
“Sorry, what?”
“I was asking what your plans were now that you’re home.”
“Oh, sorry.”
Crow put his bowl down and climbed on the couch beside me. “About Amanda-”
“Now?”
“The twins are down for a nap, and you haven’t been pulled away into meetings with Ikora and Zavala yet.” Shit, I forgot them.
“Alright, now it is.” I put my bowl down, crossed my legs and waited for Crow to speak.
“I thought about what you said. Me loving Amanda, and you were right. I do.” Hearing him admit it didn’t help the dread that was building. “Maybe because she never knew me as Uldren at first. I was just Crow, and she liked me for that. Now that she knows the truth... I guess I want it to go back to the way it was before, but at the same time, I’m glad she knows. Lying to her... Was hard.” 
“Lying to anyone you care about is hard.” 
“Exactly.” Crow avoided eye contact, opting to look out the window instead. “You telling me what I’d tried to ignore was an eye-opener for sure. Seeing your ring on the nightstand... I assumed the worst.”
“I-I’m sorry about that. We agreed no running.”
“I get it. But after our talk and I talked with Amanda, I figured out the different types of love I have for you two. Amanda is like a childhood crush—a love you never get over but fades with time. In contrast, the love I have for you is eternal. I could die and come back in a different life again and still fall in love with you. It’s your soul that leads me back each time. I love you, Ruby, not Aurora, you.”
“Crow,”
“I’m sorry I made you doubt-” I cut him off with a kiss, pinning him to the couch. He smiled into the kiss  pulling me flush to his chest. Crow’s words were exactly what I needed to hear. They eased all the pain I had, and I would never doubt his love for me again.
“Gods, I love you.” I moaned against his lips. “I don’t know why I ever doubted you.”
Crow pulled out of the kiss and tucked a piece of hair behind my hair. “Doubt is normal. Especially with the chaos around us. I’m glad my words could ease the doubt.” He placed my hand on his heart. “My heart beats for you and only you, Ruby.”
I copied him, placing his hand on my heart. “And mine beats for you.” He recaptured my lips in a passionate kiss that ended before it could go anything further. My datapad started bussing, and we both swore before I reached for it.
“It’s Zavala. He wants a meeting. Now.”
“We knew it was coming.”
“He has the worst timing...”
“Everyone does.” Crow groaned. I pulled myself off him and pulled my hair up before making my way to the door.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
“No rush. I’ll be here for one more day before I’m due back in the EDZ.”
“Hopefully, I’ll be joining you,”
“I hope so too. We could use the extra manpower and, well... You are like six Guardians when you put your everything in it.”
“Is this your sexy talk?”
“What?”
“Because it’s working.”
Crow crossed the living in five steps to give me one last kiss. “Go see Zavala. We can continue this later.”
“Alright.” I stopped short of opening the door. “Wait!” I ran back up to our room to look for something. “Crow?”
“Yes?” I spun around and saw in his hand what I was looking for—my ring. 
“There it is!” I reached for it, but he pulled away. “Crow...”
“Think of this as a second proposal.” I playfully rolled my eyes, and he got down on one knee and placed the ring on my finger. “There. Where it belongs.”
“Yes, yes. Now I’ve gotta go. Love you.”
Full Chapter on Ao3
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WAIT WAIT HOLD UP HOLD ON A SECOND WAIT DID AMANDA EVER APOLOGIZE TO CROW?!?!?!?! 
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k-l-bryan · 2 years
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When I tell you I freaked out in the very early am this morning watching the livestream . . .
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I know it isn't, but that looks just like my Warlock Lyrrha,
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so I'm adding it to this chronicle.
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aghostsdestiny · 3 months
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kirakuudere1 · 3 months
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Fuck all you crow haters you obviously didn’t even look at the fucking seasons he was in 😔 my lovely scrumptious crow is amazing and there ain’t nothin you can do about it
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The Crows are to the Grishaverse as the Guardians of the Galaxy are to Marvel. Like all the avengers and shadow and bone characters are like “ahh the weight of world is on our shoulders” but all the crows and the guardians just want their goddamn money
I have too much time on my hands and I wanted to prove my point, so enjoy these guardians quotes replaced by the crows characters
Van Eck: [insert long villain monologue here]
Kaz: yeah, blah blah blah but WE’D LIKE TO GET PAID
Inej: The contact is making me wait.
Kaz: That’s just a negotiation tactic - trust me, this is my speciality. Whereas yours is more… stab, stab, stab
Nina: I have no need of the money
Kaz: Well great, more money for the rest of us!
Jesper: What’s that?
Wylan: Don’t touch that, it’s a bomb
Jesper: AND YOU JUST LEAVE IT LYING AROUND!???
Wylan: … well I was gonna put it in a box
Matthias: I’m a warrior, an assassin. I don’t dance.
Nina: Really? Well, in my country we have a legend about people like you. It’s called Footloose. And a great hero, named Kevin Bacon, teaches an entire city of people with sticks up their butts that, dancing, well it’s the greatest thing there is.
Matthias: Who put the sticks up their butts? That is cruel.
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Courtesy of @long-boy-in-the-soup
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lavenderarts · 5 months
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Hey Guardian, race you through the Ascendant Plane sometime?
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