#destiny 2 geppetto

[i-hug-exploder-shanks]

In a modern AU Sagira and Geppetto would be Saint and Osiris' lesbian pet birds that fall in love causing Saint and Osiris to have to have meet ups on behalf of their birds (and definitely not because Osiris thinks Saint's eyes are the most fascinating shade looking almost violet in the light or that Saint thinks Osiris looks adorable when he gets grumpy)

[guardian-down]

bonfire bash

[hyakunana]

I don't know how to explain about the Braytech lore in a LoP AU setting — so instead I made concepts.

[artemyiss]

The prophets scribe and the knights squire 💛💜

[sketchmatters]

I GOT PHOTOS OF MY SAINT AND OSIRIS CHARM AND THEY'RE ALL IN THE MAIL NOW AAAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE THEM! I'm going to wait to put them in my Ko-Fi shop until after GCX is done, so probably on August 7th!

[thefirstknife]

silly question maybe, but do u think Ghosts are capable of feeling like romantic love? i remember Sagira in that lore tab w/ Ikora's Ghost saying that she wasn't in love with Osiris, kinda hinting that she at least understands the concept

Yeah, they definitely understand the concept. I also believe they could feel it themselves. They're fully sentient beings, so I don't see why not.

Speaking of Sagira, I am a huge fan of her and Geppetto (Saint's Ghost) being in lesbians with each other.

[braindamagedrizz]

Ruxiz is enamoured with the fact he scored the prettiest Guardians with the fact he is horribly infected with the darkness

[tal-luress]

Become Charged with Light when your girlfriend compliments your new shell!

[awokennerd]

Sagira likes floofy things is adorable. I can imagine Saint getting Sagira and Geppetto the floofiest pillows for some much needed rest from bird watching.

OH I JUST NOTICED in that art with sleeping Osiris and Sagira, Felwinter lended them his coat, didn't he? My heart is going to explode 😭😭😭

Agfksdjks yeah, he did! Only his coat has such an impressive fur collar 😂 (Excuse me for marinating your ask for some time, but I wanted to dig up a fitting sketch I had for it and then I... got a little carried away with the coloring........ ANYWAY)

(also thank you, I'm always glad when people notice such things 💙)

[insomniaccipher]

(not accurate cause I had to type quickly)

Edit: Since this post is pretty short and i don't want to clog up the destiny tag, I'm putting the other lines I got here as well. Expect more since I keep playing Bonfire Bash :D

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Saint-14: "The fires have risen, like a phoenix! like my Osiris"

Lord Saladin: Good to see you in better spirits Saint

Saint-14: Guardian look! Lord Saladin is smiling

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Lord Saladin: I expect to see you all in the iron banner this week

Saint: Hey! The Guardians are mine this week no? Geppetto bring up the planner!

(Saint acting like a dad wanting his kids for the weekend)

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Lord Saladin: Clear the area, let's get this bonfire lit

Saint-14: Yes! Geppetto get the marshmallows!

(Fuck ya snacks! Dad saint 14!)

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Lord Saladin: Nicely done, could've been faster though

Saint-14: What? They were great not like you could have done any better

Lord Saladin: is that a challenge?

Saint-14: Oho! Guardians clear the field! we need to have a discussion

(Someone get the popcorn)

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Saint-14: they try to destroy us yet here we stand

Saint-14: Remember these moments when times grow hard, let the memories kindle hope

Lord Saladin: Happy Solstice Guardian

(Awwww!)

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Got the line about Osiris again, and it's still adorable.

Me ↓

(Dialogue from Destiny 2 Solstice Bonfire Bash)

[saltysir]

Destiny 2 FanLore: Saintly Sin's

I should preface that I wrote this way back in August of 2022. It takes place shortly after we prevented Calus from taking control of the Lunar pyramid but before Eramis gets thawed out. I tried to write it like the lore you typically see on a gun, and make it seem as if it could be canon. I hope you guys like it!

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The past haunts those that let it

The derelict Leviathan’s Castellum was erupting with gunshots and fury between the warring guardians and the defending cabal and scorn. Saint-14 ducked and reloaded his Perfect Paradox behind a tree towards the entrance of the Pleasure Gardens. 

“Saint…”

He didn’t want to come here. Calus had already been dealt with and all that was left were the waning Nightmares. But a call for backup could not be ignored. Not by the Saint. 

“Saint..”

He heard the voices all around him. He did his best to ignore them as he threw his shield towards an advancing chieftain. He then manifested his ward of dawn, giving his allies some space to breathe. 

“Saint…”

Just ignore them. Just ignore them. He kept telling himself that as he stepped out of the bubble and tossed a suppression grenade towards an Abomination. A warlock then blinked above it and sent a nova bomb onto its head. Afterwards, Eris came over the comms informing the Fireteam of an approaching Nightmare. The bubble dissipated and Saint began to summon his shield once more as he prepared too-

“SAINT!”

He turned towards the hallway leading down into the Pleasure Gardens, to see a hoard of Nightmares, all staring at him. Faces of those he failed to save during the dark age. Those that died when he tried to establish a colony of Mercury. Those he lost at Six Fronts. Eliksni he couldn’t save during the vex invasion. And leading them all, the one he didn’t want to see turn against him: Osiris. 

“Why didn’t you save us?”. Begged one of the Nightmares

“You could’ve stopped the Vex and Fallen!” cried another.

“The Saint was not strong enough to save his friends.” One of the Nightmarish Eliksni mocked. 

“How couldn’t you tell that it wasn’t me?”, the nightmare of Osiris asked. 

Saint-14 stood in quiet fear. He didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to respond. How to tell those he failed how sorry he was. He-

“SAINT! LOOK OUT!”. Saint turned around just in time to see the giant cabal aiming his gun at him. Saint-14 was about to step out of the way when–

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Geppetto resurrected Saint-14 just in time for him to see the body of the same cabal crumble in fire. Behind the beast emerged the Young Wolf wielding the scythe and Mithrax with his wire rifle. 

“Are you alright?” Mitharx asked with concern. Saint-14 turned around to see the hallway now empty. No nightmares to haunt him.

“I think so.” Saint responded. A simple lie to assure his friends. One Mithrax didn’t buy.

Mithrax placed his upper right hand on Saint’s shoulder, “perhaps it's time we leave, the other guardians can handle the rest of the Nightmares.”

Saint-14 looked to the Young Wolf, who gave him a reassuring nod. “Very well”. 

[i-hug-exploder-shanks]

Tell me more of this ghost adoption 🙌🏻🙌🏻

I will happily share the soft and sweet story of how my Ghost OC Sparky got himself adopted by Sagira and Geppetto

Not many guardians paid attention to unpaired ghosts. They knew they existed and sometimes would see one zip here or there in the tower but with the exception of rare individuals like Micah-10, most unpaired ghosts were ignored or forgotten.

Another thing Guardians tended to overlook was the fact that ghosts didn't always get along. Each ghost had a personality all its own and they didn't always mesh.

Sagira and Geppetto were two peas in a pod. Even back in the beginning when Saint would purposely ruffle Osiris' feathers and Osiris would rant about Saint for hours, Sagira would look at Geppetto across the table and rotate her shell in an equivalent of an eye-roll and Geppetto would hide silent giggles at their guardians.

Once their Guardians git together the pair of ghosts would recharge almost cuddled together on a plush pillow that Sagira insisted she had to have and Osiris indulged in for her. They were 'Etto and 'Gira and best friends and Sagira would even go as far to call them soulmates if you caught her in a gushing mood.

Saint-14 and Osiris were busy bickering about something Sagira already forgot and had shooed their ghosts out to enjoy the morning in the safety of the tower and her 'Etto had eagerly suggested they go visit the rooms where random little nests were left for unpaired ghosts to be able to recharge in, jokingly referred to as the Hatchery in the tower.

However on the way there they came across a surprising sight. A ghost in a damaged shell was bobbing its way through the shadows, little sparks of arc energy occasionally escaping a cracked optic and causing it to dip lower before it would catch itself and force itself onward.

Sagira didn't even have to look to know Geppetto would have her shell twisting in worry she just sighed and braced herself for whatever chaos was to follow. How anyone thought she was the rash one had never really known the trouble her 'Etto's too big heart could get them into. Just ask her about the bear cub incident.

"Hey are you alright?" Sagira called out as 'Etto zoomed over when the Ghost lost control again and looked like it was going to hit the ground. Sagira was right behind her partner and hovered nearby as Geppetto gently lowered the other ghost onto a stack of boxes nearby.

The ghost looked at them both with fear and distrust. "Is this some sort of joke? Are you here to laugh at me when I can't make it all the way to the Hatchery?" The ghost spat at them and Geppetto whirled back from the vicious edge to his voice but Sagira had been accused of worse things by Osiris and recognized a defense mechanism when she saw it.

"We're just concerned. You look hurt. I'm 'Gira and that's my 'Etto. Our Guardians are occupied so we were just enjoying the tower and we noticed you. How did you get so broken around here anyway?" She asked as the ghost did its best to look prickly and angry.

"One of the other ghosts from the hatchery said a ghost that I'm friends with was back from searching and I was stupid and believed them but it was a trap and they locked me in a closet with fireworks." The injured ghost deflated and Geppetto made a sound of distress.

"They set off fireworks and locked you in there with them?! You could have been shattered!" She cried but the ghost in front of them just looked tired.

"The fireworks weren't lit. That's the point. A normal ghost would have been fine but... They call me Sparky because even when I'm fully healed up arc energy sparks off me sometimes. I... Uh... I've accidentally shocked a lot of them or guardians they like... So they don't like me much. They want me out of the Hatchery so i'm not in the way to accidentally zap anyone anymore," He admitted in a defeated tone.

"That's terrible! Well we aren't taking you back there where they can try to hurt you again! You can borrow our nest to heal up in! Come on, Sagira, balance him on me, your shell isn't good for carrying things." Geppetto insisted immediately and the ghost immediately gasped.

"S-Sagira? You're *the* Sagira?" He squeaked and Sagira giggled letting her shell stretch out a bit in a preening fashion.

"The one and only! The one about to try to balance you is Geppetto. She's even more amazing but only barely." She said and Geppetto's optic brightened in a sort of blush equivalent.

"Sagira quit preening like one of brother Saint's pigeons and help me." 'Etto huffed and Sagira rolled her optic but dutifully used a tractor beam to carefully balance the other ghost onto her partner's shell grateful Geppetto wasn't in the crested one that mimicked Saint's helmet today and instead a simple silver one adorned with the Roman numerals for her guardian.

"Wait! No! I- I could hurt you!" Sparky yelped at the pair and Geppetto giggled.

"If I can survive the hive, fallen and the vex then I can handle a little zap from some half dead little baby ghostie!" She said teasingly as the group started to float along back toward the hanger Sagira ready to catch Sparky if he fell.

"We were all made at the same time! I am not a baby!" The ghost complained but Sagira gently tapped him with the point of a bit of her shell.

"Sounds like something a baby ghost would say to me." She joined in the teasing keeping the other ghost distracted away from the slight jostling as they moved. No one paid any attention to the three ghosts so thankfully the trip back wasn't far and then Sagira was able to transmat the other ghost the short distance left from outside the Gray Pigeon to her and Geppetto's shared nest. The pair following despite Sparky's worries that they'd get hurt. The few little zaps Sagira did notice weren't even painful. Those other ghosts were just weak cowards.

Thankfully once he was situated and snuggled between her and Geppetto he quickly drifted into a recharging state, cracks slowly starting to close as the light worked to restore him.

"Hey Sagira?" Geppetto whispered and Sagira peered at her in silent question.

"Can we keep him?" The other ghost asked and Sagira couldn't stop the tinkling laugh that escaped her.

"Fine but just this one. We can't adopt every sad ghost we meet 'Etto, then where would we recharge?" She teased back.

[naivesilver]

YEAH honestly there are too many details that are bound to change because of happenstance/people available/simple coincidence for Milton Grimm to go "hurrr durrr your destiny is fixed" so much. Like, is he going to regulate how many children every parent has so they don't end up with extra characters underfoot? It seems obvious even from our perspective that every generation would have its "spares" fitting into whatever place is free, otherwise some fairy tales just wouldn't be feasible or would be accidentally incestuous, which is why they have to have so many Charmings around - so princesses don't keep remarrying into the same family branch

Or the deaths! The Gingerbread Witch changed her destiny by surviving, but does that imply that every other witch in her line actually got cooked? If so, how did they even pass down their legacy? Same for the Little Mermaid - she's supposed to turn into seafoam after having her heart broken. Where does Meeshell come from, then? I wish we'd gotten some more answers in scenes where the adults were available, like in the Yester Day plotline

The Grandma at least could have an explanation iirc???? In the books there was this matriarch figure with that name - it made me wonder if she was the grandma for every Red Riding Hood story until she passed her role down to another old woman, but it's just a hypothesis. And as for Geppetto, you know what would be extremely funny? The OG story implies that he was quite old when he had his son, so maybe the unwritten rule was that he HAD to do that as to let the previous Geppetto pass beforehand, but the most recent Pinocchio just went NOPE and made his little girl early because hey, all of his friends were having kids, he wanted one too! So now by the time Cedar graduates there are gonna be two (2) Geppettos and Milton's gonna get ulcers.

(OR, to circle back to the first issue, maybe the elder Geppetto would finally return to his given name. Whatever it might be, because WE DON'T FUCKING KNOW.)

it will haunt me the rest of my life that we'll probably never know the parents in eah real names. who were they, before they became just characters in story, no true identity of their own. just monikers and titles, nothing more. like, it's so horrifically tragic, to have to give everything up including your own name and it's kind of brushed aside. yes ik it's technically just a theory but who names their kid The Huntsman or The Queen of Hearts or Beauty (that's it! that's Briar's mom's entire name </3) those aren't names. but it's what they become upon graduating ever after high.

[fandom-geek]

glint and geppetto canonically talked about the headless ones, i love this event

[heavenlyeros]

He sees himself in a million permutations. Each path: a life in glimpses. He takes what he can from them. Not enough to savor, but enough to be immortalized in nostalgic haze. In one, he is a blazing warrior, driving back the horrors of the longest nights. Another, a vigiled gargoyle atop the Infinite Forest. A grizzled elder overseeing keen disciples.

In so many, he is dead.

But there is one where Osiris finds happiness. He finds a time away from strife. He finds Saint—a dream of warm serenity. The peace to his purpose. With Saint, there is a future that could have been enough.

commissions open :)

[semi-mortal-crayons]

Me: Alright, I’ve got a plan for a cute comic, let’s—

My brain: You don’t know what Geppetto’s pronouns are