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Proto Kullervo would be the most unhinged man. I want it so bad. The new skin got me feeling some kind of way

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Warframe is about an eldritch god and a new god just starting to gain their footing, battling it out across time and space.

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Okay, so correct me if I am wrong and misremembering, but when the drifter was fighting their way out of Duviri after being stuck in there for centuries, maybe longer, there were only Dax soldiers. Dax were the only thing they would have seen before as people who could fight, so it wasn't until they escaped Duviri and saw the Grineer and the Corpus that those guys started showing up in Duviri as well.

Thought it was interesting and wanted to share.

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Yall want another headcanon? Viktor is a cloned human version of Fibonacci and he's just so pissed off about the fact that he was a fish that he hates Entrati and the Hex for being connected to him. Just purely on principle.

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I headcanon that the Drifter doesn't remember when their birthday is so the hex just celebrate it on the new years when they first arrived.

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5 times the Drifter felt love through the little things, and 1 time he gave back:

The first time, Cassian had been staring off, his mind going back to Duviri. Reliving each instance of yourself getting stabbed through the chest, only for a former friend to reset it all so it can happen again was a hell of a drug. He supposed that this is what that PTSD thing was that Arthur had mentioned.

He couldn't help it. Especially when each of your emotions could trigger your mind to go back again.

It was all coming to a head, about to trigger a panic attack, when an arm was suddenly around his shoulders. He stiffened and almost reach out to flip the person off of himself when he heard Quincy's voice break through the noise of static in his mind.

"-better interact with everyone here. Each of them have different way you need to approach them. I could help you out, but it would cost you a favor."

"Wha...?" Cassian blinked and looked at him. He knows he missed a big part of what Quincy had said, but he was too busy now panicking another thing. He was being touched, and he didn't know how to handle it. He just stared at the hand laying on his shoulder.

"Yo, are you alright?"

"I uh.... sorry... what was it that you said?" Cassian forced himself to look at Quincy and tried hard to ignore the weight across his shoulders.

Quincy gave a snort of amusement and shook his head. "You gotta lot to learn here, space trauma."

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The second time, Cassian had been walking through the mall when he heard Aoi call out, waving to him. He smiled and waved back, expecting her to stop in front of him and ask him a question. But she didn't stop. She barreled right in to him and wrapped her arms around his chest. He froze, almost expecting her to send them sprawling in a tackle, but she held her ground. His arms hovered in the air, useless.

After a moment, she peeked up at him with a curious gaze and an amused smile.

"What you don't know how to hug in the future?"

"Uh..." was all he could say. Some distant memory involving his parents came to his mind. Had they hugged him? He knew what a hug was, sure, but it was still a very foreign concept. When was the last time he had been hugged? He didn't know.

Aoi's smile disappeared and she pulled away slightly. "You don't have hugs in the future?"

"No! No we do, I just... I've been alone for centuries. I guess my parents probably would have hugged me, but I don't remember."

"Oh my gosh! That is so sad!" She pulled him back into a hug. "You just need to put your arms around me like I'm doing to you, okay?"

So he did. Hesitantly. He was still very unsure about all this, but when he returned the hug, warmth filled his chest, and he felt tears spring into his eyes. Was this what being touched starved was?

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The third time, he had been careless. He stupidly got out of his warframe when it was slightly too bulky for the thing he was trying to do. He was much more lithe and thought it would be better to slip through and grab what he needed really quick and get right back into the warframe. He slipped under the rubble and got up only to come face to face with a scaldra unit. She wielded two small sythes and yelled out when she spotted him.

It was a flurry of blades slashing through the air at him, and he tried to duck and dodge, but she caught him in his lower abdomen before he was able to shoot her. He gasped out in pain and brought his hand up to cover the wound. Somehow, he managed to transfer back into his warframe and stumble back to the mall.

Cassian managed through a strained smile to tell everyone he was okay only for Lettie to tell him to sit down and shut up. He did as he was told, clamping his mouth shut as she got to work stitching up his wound. He was pretty sure he couldn't die at this point, but he would still have to patch himself up. A traitorous part of his mind told him he should be refusing her help. This was his fault and his problem. But he wasn't alone anymore, and it felt nice to have someone else help. Was this what it was like to have someone take care of you?

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The fourth time, Eleanor had been crying. It was affecting everyone around them, the waves of sadness. Arthur had tried to approach her, but was sent away. It's hard to talk to someone about things when she could already see what they were thinking. She felt judged and she hated it.

So Cassian tried. Being void touched, he was one she couldn't read.

She let everything come out, and he listened. She talked about her parents, about how overbearing Arthur was, about her dead fiance. She was just so tired of it all.

Cassian let her speak her mind and not once did she have to feel judged.

Was this what being a shoulder to cry on was like?

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The fifth time Amir had surprised him while he had been cleaning his weapons. As usual, he began talking a mile a minute about everything and nothing. It took all of Cassian's concentration to even partially understand what Amir was chatting about.

After a bit, Amir kind of tapered off, and Cassian frowned.

"I hope I'm not being rude when I say this, but why come to me and talk about this? You know the people in the Hex more than me."

"Oh! Uh, Icanleaveifyouwant... Ijustlikeyour... company..."

"Amir, it's okay. I don't want you to leave, I just didn't know why you'd care to talk about stuff with me..."

"Because I think you're cool!" Amir shouted with a smile.

Was this what having a friend is like?

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Cassian blinked his eyes open and looked at the ceiling of the backroom, sleep still clinging to his mind. Beside him, Arthur stirred and shifted. Cassian looked to the clock and saw that it was nearly 6am.

Arthur would be getting up soon to get the day started.

As if on queue, the ex-soldier groaned and began to push himself up to get out of the bed. Making a split second decision, Cassian wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him flush against his chest, spooning him.

Arthur made an undignified noise as he fell back into his boyfriend's arms. "Cass, I need to get up."

"But it's too early."

Arthur sighed and looked back over his shoulder at him. "You are nearly consistently awake earlier than I am."

"Perhaps, but I want to be lazy... just for a bit longer."

"You are insufferable," Arthur said with a huffed and settling back into the bed. He could spend a bit more time in bed.

Was this what being loved was like?

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Personal amir design

I will draw his armor and webbing later when my laptop is out of the computer hospital lol

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Okay forgive my rant, but when was the last time the Drifter had any sort of love shown to them, platonic, familial, or otherwise? They grew up on the Zariman, alone to the point that they brought a fictional place in the void to life. Sure there were times there that they could have felt companionship for a while, but it was all created so that the drifter wouldn't be alone.

Not to mention that their creation ended up turning on them and their own emotions became physical manifestations.

Then they finally escape their hell and get thrust into a war that is the operator's, but they still fight because it's what they do. The lotus then sends them back in time to go after Entrati and the operator stays behind. She clearly loves the operator more than the drifter.

So pardon me, but i got stuck in a spiral of imagining the drifter receiving snippets of love from each of the protoframes and they just don't know what to do with it.

Arthur giving them a small smile and a pat on the shoulder.

Aoi hugging them and they don't know how to respond until she tells them that their supposed to wrap their arms around her.

Quincy throwing his arm around their shoulders and telling them about the art of the deal.

Amir actively seeking them out because he enjoys their company.

Lettie telling them to sit down and shut the fuck up, they're injured and she'll be damned if they don't get proper treatment.

Eleanor confiding in them all her little sad secrets.

Velimir and Minerva adopting another orphaned child of war.

Flare excited that they can share their music with a like minded person

And Kaya showing off her nerdy collection.

Listen. I'm emotional thinking about all the ways the Drifter is finally finding love and belonging in a time that is not their own. Finally having a family.

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Was playing Volt with War equipped and was so amused i couldn't help but think of the following scenario:

Quincy looked between his two suspects with narrowed eyes, his arms crossed. "Alright which one of you was it? Who gave Amir the large sword."

Aoi and Drifter exchanged a glance before quickly pointing at each other. Quincy sighed and shook his head.

"Fine then, extra target practice for both of you. Now."

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My Drifter got his kiss, and Arthur got the love of his life. Neither have to be alone again.

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Based off something Arthur said as I passed him in the backroom:

"I could still tasted you on my lips this morning." Arthur announced as Cassian stepped into the room.

The drifter's footsteps faltered a bit as he turned to look at the protoframe. "Pardon?"

Arthur smirked and continued. "Really buggered my concentration. You're a liability, aren't you?"

Cassian could only stare at him, his cheeks flushing red as he swallowed quickly. "I- uh..."

Arthur couldn't help but bark out a laugh, not quite believing that he had rendered the other man's speechless. "It's a rare day to see you without words, I'm almost impressed with myself."

With a scrunched face, Cassian frowned and looked away. "You just caught me off guard is all."

With a grin, Arthur opened his mouth to respond but was cut off when Cassian was suddenly in his face, embarrassment gone and a devilish look on his face.

"But I'd be happy to keep the taste on your lips if you want to learn how to not be distracted by it."

It was Arthur's turn to blush as his eyes flicked between Cassian's eyes and his lips. "A-alright."

With a victorious smile, Cassian cupped the back his neck and pulled him into a sloppy kiss, pressing close to each other desperately.

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Arthur just told me to clean my weapons, including himself. SIR. PLEASE.

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I did it. I asked Arthur to date me and he's so fucking cute. He said "Yesss" after I asked him and when I went to my backrooms to talk to him more he said "Ello darling. Sorry I'll never say that again."

I would die for this man. You will have to pry him from my cold, dead hands.

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the lore really hurts if you think about it

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reading the warframe patch notes

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Surprise me.

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Smol quick meme for yall in between bigger pieces.