We're gonna need sharper blades

Now go and create those works of art and literature. and remember to have fun with it.

Joke post for fun as you can see from some of the selections. Discussions are welcome on what you would like to see.

I miss Destiny. I miss how it used to be. I keep trying to be active on my Destiny side blog but it's getting harder to do so. I'm not taking this poll seriously, I truly and curious about how this would play out.

Tried to get Lyon and Arthur to stand next to each other. This is as best as i could get. If you want to use these for a drawing/art ref, you have my blessing.

Tried to Fashion using the new Vizor signa. It was kinda tricky at first but I think I made it work somewhat

kinda made this for myself a bit, but I know y'all might enjoy this idea too ♥ Arthur and Lyon manage to meet due to void time shenanigans the Drifter may have "accidentally" caused just to make them meet. Arthur and Lyon sit and talk over a glass of wine. The conversation started slow and a bit awkward, but then they find something in common. They were broken. They were broken men. Broken by their times. Broken by what Entrati did to them. They were tired, angry, and wanting answers to their own questions they may never get to ask. They were broken... and yet... oh so loved. The Drifter loved them at their lowest. They loved them at their lowest. When they hated themselves. When they were unsure. Drifter loved them regardless. Neither man was forced to do things they didn't want to do. Each man was allowed to set the rules. To say "jump" with the Drifter responding with "how high". Drifter never forced them to be fixed. Never pointed out the cracks or sharp edges, instead, they loved each and every one of them. They bond over talking about just how Drifter helped them mend themselves, which slowly made them open up about their past to one another. How each one had a sister they cared for deeply, and felt guilty for seeing them in pain from Entrati's serum. By the third glass in, they're both laughing, both smiling. Drifter watches on with a soft smile, watching their two loves bonding. Hearing them laugh, truly laugh. Misty eyed and grinning like there is no troubles in the world. No voices in their heads. Just this moment. Just now. At the end of the night, Arthur is leaned back against the sofa, Drifter laying against him as they hold Lyon within their arms. All three at peace. Drifter smiles content as they hear Arthur's heartbeat, and Lyons slow breathing as their hand softly plays with his blond locks. Two things are for sure. 1. That the three of them will be okay, and will fight together against what's to come. 2... they are going to have some tired, and possibly grumpy hungover men to nurse back to normal tomorrow. But it's worth it.