I'm too young to feel this old!

*ALLOWED TO REPOST*

Art by @/spacedoutstar (amazing person hello)

My drifter, Zen getting sick and tired of Roathe and his attitude. This was a scene I had in my mind after the “oh you think we’re friends yeah? Nvm no no one can be friends with me” conversation. Zen doesn’t take kindly to Orokin, so after deciding to try to be nice and he pulls that? Yeah it doesn’t end well.

Like pouting.

Before anyone may jump the gun - my Warframe OC Larrence (Lance) is AGED UP, an adult. He in his late twenties/early thirties. I will clarify it before I post anything that may even get close to shipping art. He is short though and mad about that. Is there anything better than protective Roathe?

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With Star days starting on the 4th I figured- why not throw a pink Roathe and cuddly conscripts into the void? Give some love to your lil buddies today!

This was spurred on by the girlypop look I tend to wear on him 💞

gave Roathe the new kuva ghoulsaw for testing and it's the funniest thing I ever saw

The Tenno Chainsaw Massacre

I've caved in. Saw this and I couldn't just ignore it. SO HERE IT IS. HERE THEY ARE. @ontarom thank you for your genius.

Loid was shooken

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*takes deep breath*

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*points at Roathe*

Feyne wears a black Speedo or nothing to swim. They heard about nude beaches and they are So Mad they can't go to them in 1999!! Maybe the Origin System has an equivalent somewhere out there, but most of their friends are there and it wouldn't be the same without them. Eleanor is...not complaining about their choice of swimsuit. And Roathe also questions the need to wear anything to swim beyond fashion.

That said, Eleanor is the one who reminds them to keep putting on sunscreen. They are pale. They do not tan up. They burn. Badly. And hey, gives her the excuse to keep rubbing lotion on her very hot, scantily clad partner. Who in their right mind complains about that??

Given that one of their weapons of choice is a deadly bubble gun, yeahhh they're damn good at water gun fights. Do Not give them prep time. They will set up with turrets and water balloon trebuchets.

Feyne is a very good swimmer. Not the fastest, but still faster than average. They can also hold their breath for up to three minutes.

"...Ah, Monsieur Loid, I fear Monsieur Devil came back from his little soul-searching fight with our drifter somewhat...uh... Over-stimulated?"

"He was, uhm, in full Uriel mode at the time... He bit me."

"...On your... Rear..."

"...oui...why always MY rear..."

"Perhaps, My Dear Lyon, you have the more... Bitable rear of the two of us..."

i dont think the little devil enjoys that he fell for the drifter

and in the process of a literal reinvention of self rediscovering what it means to feel alive and enjOY being alive in a way he hadnt thought he'd get to again. and when he hauls himself bodily back to the future, finding andromeda - so helpful, so beautiful, so on his wavelength - and somehow, somehow, she wants him and she feels the connection too

and how wonderful, really, to love something so powerful and resilient, he is so ready to bend his knee if she will keep looking at him like that

and then someday. someday they are going to find Uriel Prime. and when she hops into the frame in a desperate attempt to take it home - despite roathe's protests - she falls back out of it, half sobbing a name he has never spoken aloud, a name she should not know

and the warframe begins to shudder, to move on its own, and both him and his weeping lover watching it shift and transform until standing before him is the man he'd lost - hale and whole, though tired and shaken and kind of confused

the man he'd loved and the woman he loves, embracing and crying in each other's arms and it clicks all at once - the swirling void scars on both of them, the vague allusions to "the man / woman i loved"

the two people he has loved most in his life - that he realizes he still loves, staring at him now - loved each other first.

and the way he's going to try to leave them alone bc he feels like it is not his place to put himself between them. the way they're both going to balk at that, and it will become abundantly clear very quickly that he has gone from never being loved to having two people - two people who should not exist and who may as well be gods in their own rights - telling him they are still in love with him, of course they are, can we not all be together? the three of us?

roathe and andromeda with their lost love back in their arms.

hyth with his lost loves back in his arms.

roathe being held and kissed and adored. what were the odds? impossible - it should have been impossible - but somehow he has been given everything he's ever wanted.

Marie and Loid, watching Lyon melt into them like warmed butter after bending over his desk all day.