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Somewhere along the line; 'they made a joke kissing scene between Lizzie and Flare.' Me; Alright bet! So I started on this as soon as the stream ended, and I got to enjoy seeing Flare kiss Lizzi,e and my mind went to; Alright I can edit this. Did I edit it? Yes.... is it good? For me, yes! Please, please, please, I am on my knees, let me actually kiss Flare AND Lizzie. they are so fucking cool and I'm just so overwhelmed by how well they are written. Anyway, I hope to edit the full scene some time soon, but this will have to do for now. The other scenes, especially the little twirl they do is very difficult to edit without it looking so freaking weird. <3 <3 <3
also turn on sound for a little surprise <3
#warframe drifter#tennocreate#warframe 1999#drifter#warframe oc#warframe#warframe edit#warframe flare varleon#flare varleon#flare x drifter#warframe flare#flare varleon x drifter
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“Peacefield, Just for You”
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You ask Copia to sing the opening choir of Peacefield
How could he ever refuse you?
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It was one of those evenings that carried the quiet kind of stillness only late hours knew how to cradle. The moon hung low, round and drowsy, casting its light through the half-cracked curtains of the Frater Imperator’s quarters. The soft skitters of his rats. A candle burned slowly on the nightstand, its wax pooling patiently like time had nowhere better to be.
You lay curled into Copia’s chest, your ear pressed against the soft fabric of his black shirt, heart syncing gently with the beat of his. His arm was draped around you, his fingers brushing lightly through your hair—absently, lovingly, like he’d done it a hundred times before and would do it a thousand times again.
He smelled like faint incense and his favorite cologne, and something deeper, something older—warm, like pages of a well-read book. You didn’t want to move. The world outside could do whatever it pleased. Here, everything was soft. Safe.
Copia’s voice, when he finally spoke, came like velvet—low and laced with that soft Italian accent that melted the edges of your name. “You still want to hear it?” he asked, like he wasn’t entirely sure he could do it justice.
You nodded against his chest, not wanting to lift your head, only murmuring, “Only if it’s from you.”
He chuckled, a sound like gravel and honey. “Only for you, cara mia.”
There was a pause. A breath. His fingers combed gently behind your ear, and then he began to hum, soft and slow, almost reverent. He wasn’t trying to perform—not like onstage. This was just for you, only for you, and that made it so much more.
Then, his voice wove around the room, threading its way into your heart:
“Pieces of what could have been…”
He held you a little closer as he sang, like those words were meant to keep the broken things at bay. You could feel the rumble of his chest beneath your cheek, the way the song lived in him even now.
“Pieces of a shattered dream…”
There was sorrow in it, but no bitterness. Just understanding. Empathy. A quiet kind of healing that settled into your bones like warmth from a fire after a storm.
“Child, take your dark memories…”
Copia’s hand moved slowly, stroking your hair like he was easing the weight of every memory you’d never wanted to keep. The ones that still lingered in the corners of your mind.
“Like seeds, and plant them far from here…”
He paused a moment, letting the silence echo just a little longer. Then came the part that felt like a spell—a blessing in song.
“Sow them…”
His voice was so gentle now, like wind through wheat fields.
“Feed them…”
The candle’s flame swayed faintly, like it too leaned in to listen.
“Through shine and rain…”
Copia’s voice wrapped around you like a wool blanket, every word a thread pulling you closer to something warm, something kind.
“Your love…”
His lips pressed into your hair now. You felt him smile, faint but real.
“Will be…”
The moment stretched, delicate as glass, and you closed your eyes.
“Born again.”
And just like that, the song lingered, drifting gently into the candlelight.
He didn’t say anything for a while, just rested his cheek against the top of your head, his fingers never stopping their slow, soothing path through your hair.
When you finally spoke, your voice was barely more than breath. “That was beautiful…”
“I meant every word,” he whispered into your hair. “You… You deserve to have your heart born again, amore. As many times as it takes.”
You nestled in closer, and he welcomed you without a word, just the curve of his arms and the steady rhythm of his breathing. The rest of the world didn’t matter now. Only this did—his voice still echoing softly in your soul, and the way his presence held every piece of you like they were never broken at all.
Here, in the warmth of his arms and the hush of candlelight, you believed him.
And you slept like a seed beneath spring soil—safe, still, waiting for the bloom.
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This turned a little too emotional in the end, but hey, I think we all found our peace in Copia in some kind of way. Also, if it feels a little awkward, that might be true because I barely write 'you' type of writing anymore. A lovely thank you to @/ghostnyran on Twitter for this sweet idea, I wasn't feeling all too well, but writing this made it a bit better! So please do go check out her on Twitter, she has brilliant other things on there.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this because, uuuh, I have some more ideas as well.
#cardinal copia#cardinal copia x reader#the band ghost x reader#copia x reader#Frater Imperator x reader#ghost copia x reader#ghost copia#the band ghost#ghost bc
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Look alright, as soon as I saw the devstream pic I knew I had to try this. My delulu mind just had to edit it. it's not great but I just really wanted to at least try.
I'm also working on a drawing, but that's for another day! Just know it involves Lizzie and my drifter.
#warframe drifter#tennocreate#warframe 1999#warframe oc#warframe#flare varleon x drifter#flare varleon#warframe flare varleon#warframe flare#flare x drifter
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Warframe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Drifter/Flare Varleon, Drifter/Lizzie, Drifter/Flare Varleon/Lizzie, Flare Varleon/Lizzie Characters: Flare Varleon, Lizzie (Warframe), Drifter (Warframe) Additional Tags: gender-neutral Drifter, Nonbinary Drifter, No Beta We Die Like Ballas, slight public touching sexual style, slight techrot encore spoilers, Kim spoilers-ish this is after Flare and Lizzie made up, they want each other BAD, Making Out, lots of kissing and touching Summary:
When Cyrus steps onto the dance floor Flare and Lizzie can't keep their eyes of Cyrus. and Cyrus doesn't mind one bit. ----- Uhm came up with this while I was talking with a lovely friend of mine, first it was a joke fic, and then it turned into its own thing. So for all the Flare and Lizzie lovers out there, have some food!!!
#flare varleon#warframe lizzie#Flare x Lizzie#warframe drifter#Drifter x flare#flare x drifter#drifter x lizzie#Drifter x flare x lizzie#Warframe drifter x flare#warframe drifter x flare x lizzie#men idk anymore i want them bad but by the gods i can't write smut to save my life
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So if you have been on tiktok you might have noticed that this song is trending again for some reason. Not that I mind I really like this song, so, uhm hahaha another sad edit, gotta life with it!
Flare and Lizzie have been mostly on my brain lately, but by the god,s is it difficult to write for them.
also if you have any editing ideas, let me know, I'm running on empty now after having done this edit.
Now, as always, enjoy, and don't forget to drink water!!!
#tennocreate#warframe 1999#warframe drifter#drifter#warframe oc#warframe#warframe edit#amir beckett#warframe amir#warframe temple#quincy isaacs#arthur nightingale#lettie garcia#eleanor nightingale#warframe eleanor#warframe lettie#warframe arthur#warframe quincy#aoi morohoshi#warframe aoi#flare varleon#warframe flare
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More unrealistic beauty standards for women smh
#loooook!#she has an insane voice#don't get me started on how she is#love me a possessive/obsessive girl#woman?#guitar!#anyway she hot and i want her so badly together with Flare#no take backs
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Can i say i was damn close to predicting that Flare was reaching for the beyond, to the stars. I love them a lot.
Between Spotlight and Starlight
You sing to the crowd with fire in your voice, while I sail through the dark, a lone comet’s choice. Our worlds never touch, yet I hear every line, your echoing chords like a pulse into mine.

I see you from stages where planets can’t shine, your hands on the strings, your heart lost in time. The city lights flicker like stars in my view, but none of them burn quite as brightly as you.

Do you hear me whisper in cosmic refrain, through dust-laden silence that hums in my veins? I send out transmissions, but radio’s cold— a signal unanswered, a story untold.

You long for the heavens, I long for the earth, both spinning in orbits that measure our worth. If fate ever bends, if time ever sways, would you reach through the night? Would I find you someday?

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Hi yeah hello! it's me longing for a Rockstar! They are so freaking cool, I can't get enough of them and have been in Captura making so many photos of Flare and Lizzie, but also Flare and my Drifter. Gods am I down bad for this person! Also, Guitar can get it, there, said it.
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SPOILERS FOR FLARE KIM
Read only if you already got the Kim of where they talk about who they are and such.
This is a small fic idea i had after reading the Kim between my drifter and Flare+Lizzie the next day.
Video of the Kim below cut
I don't know how everyone feels about it, but to me, it really feels like they asked a nonbinary person how they felt. Because I can relate to this on such a deep level.
Flare has now become my favorite Protoframe.
Now for that little fic I had written for it. Here it is, please enjoy!
Midnight Talk
The HQ was eerily quiet at this hour, the usual hum of voices replaced by the distant flicker of neon signs and the occasional creak of metal settling into silence. Cyrus had given up on sleep long ago. Their mind was restless, thoughts circling like vultures over the conversation with Lizzie, with Flare. Something about it stuck to their ribs, refusing to let go.
Barefoot, clad only in an oversized shirt that draped past their hips, Cyrus padded through the repurposed mall. The chill of the floor did little to dissuade them. The old stage—once meant for commercial performances and cheap promotions—stood like a relic of a different time. Now, it belonged to Flare.
And there they were.
Flare sat at the edge of the stage, on their usual bar stool, their legs crossed comfortably, idly strumming Lizzie in the dim glow of a single flickering neon light. The notes were soft, raw—nothing like the usual defiant anthems they played for the others. This was something private. Something aching.
Cyrus stopped at the bottom of the steps by the bar, watching for a moment before stepping closer.
Flare looked up, eyes gleaming with amusement at the sight before them. "Well, well, well. If it isn’t my own personal angel, wandering the halls like a sleep-deprived ghost." Their smirk deepened, gaze flicking over Cyrus’ legs, bare but littered with old scars, their eyes flicking over their prosthetic leg longer than normal. "And here I thought I was the reckless one. You do know it’s dangerous to walk around dressed like that, right? You might catch a cold, Sugar. Mmmh, then again, you are one from the void."
Lizzie purred in agreement. "Mmmm, our sweetest Demon… you make it so easy for us to sin."
Cyrus rolled their eyes, waving off the comment as they climbed onto the stage. But Flare’s smirk faltered as they met Cyrus’ eyes. There was something serious there—something that made Flare straighten their posture, fingers stilling against Lizzie’s strings.
Cyrus sat cross-legged in front of them, their expression unreadable for a moment before they finally spoke.
"I meant what I said earlier," Cyrus said softly. "I do understand how you feel."
Flare frowned. "Cyrus, you don’t have to—"
But Cyrus cut them off with a small, almost knowing smile. Then, without hesitation, they reached for the hem of their oversized shirt and lifted it.
The fabric bunched up at their chest, exposing pale skin and the unmistakable marks of top surgery scars. Faint but proud, a history written in flesh. The overhead neon light traced shadows across them, the gentle rise and fall of Cyrus’ breathing only making them more defined.
Flare inhaled sharply, fingers tightening against Lizzie’s neck. They had wondered before, had questioned if Cyrus was any gender at all — They almost seemed to be born from the void in their eyes —but they never asked, never assumed. Seeing the scars now, raw and real, Flare felt something shift inside them.
Cyrus smiled, letting the shirt fall back down, resting their hands in their lap. "I know what it’s like to look in the mirror and not see what you’re supposed to. To feel like the world is telling you to be something you’re not." Their voice was steady, but their eyes—those mismatched, star-specked eyes—held something deeper. "I know what it’s like to chase belonging like it’s something just out of reach."
Flare’s throat was dry.
They had spent so much time convinced that no one could really get it—that their loneliness, their struggle, was a song only they knew the chords to. But here Cyrus was, sitting before them, stripped of pretense. Offering their truth in a way no one else ever had.
"You—" Flare started, but their voice cracked. They swallowed and tried again, softer this time. "You really mean that, huh?"
Cyrus nodded. "Yeah. I do."
Flare’s fingers flexed against Lizzie before they pulled the guitar into their lap, strumming a slow, wandering chord. It was the only thing keeping their hands from shaking. Their heart was a riot in their chest.
"That’s… that’s really fucking brave of you, Cyrus."
Cyrus huffed a quiet laugh. "You think so?"
"I know so." Flare hesitated, then looked at them, really looked at them. "I—" They faltered, exhaling through their nose. "I don’t think I’ve ever told you how much I—"
But before they could finish, Lizzie chuckled, sultry and knowing.
"Oh, lovely one, we know. We see."
Flare shot the guitar a look, but Cyrus just smiled. Not brushing it off this time. Just waiting.
Flare swallowed, then, instead of words, let their music speak for them.
The melody changed—still slow, but sweeter, the kind of song played in a moment of fragile honesty. They let their fingers glide across the strings, playing for Cyrus, for Lizzie, for themselves.
And Cyrus?
Cyrus just listened. Because sometimes, understanding didn’t need words. It just needed music.
And love?
Love could wait for the right verse.
For now, this was enough.
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aaah, alright there you have it. I hope we get more in the future, but I already saw on the stream that this would be the end for 1999 for now.
#tennocreate#warframe 1999#warframe drifter#drifter#warframe oc#warframe#warframe flare#warframe flare varleon#flare varleon#flare varleon x drifter#flare varleon x oc
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In a server, we were talking about what your Drifter would sell if they were a vendor, and then it got stuck in my head, so I made this quickly. If you can recognize where the whistle is from, good job!
Sam/Cyrus would sell Colour pallets, graffiti art and Attachments for weapons, as they secretly love to graffiti so the graffiti art would be the last ones to unlock.
I love sharing ideas, and if this inspired you to do your own please I would love to see them! <3
As always, enjoy!
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War is over!
A little more of a mix between sad and happy edit! If I remember right one of the hex tells that they felt what happened like a record on replay, so I got this little idea.
Many have asked about some tutorial on how I do these edits and to be fair I just wing it. i pick out a song I vibe with and then either go on the beat of the song or the lyrics and this one was on the lyrics mostly! anyway if you do feel like you want to know more don't be afraid to ask.
as always enjoy!! <3
#tennocreate#warframe 1999#warframe drifter#drifter#amir beckett#warframe edit#warframe oc#warframe#warframe amir#warframe arthur#warframe aoi#warframe eleanor#warframe quincy#warframe lettie
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Between Spotlight and Starlight
You sing to the crowd with fire in your voice, while I sail through the dark, a lone comet’s choice. Our worlds never touch, yet I hear every line, your echoing chords like a pulse into mine.

I see you from stages where planets can’t shine, your hands on the strings, your heart lost in time. The city lights flicker like stars in my view, but none of them burn quite as brightly as you.

Do you hear me whisper in cosmic refrain, through dust-laden silence that hums in my veins? I send out transmissions, but radio’s cold— a signal unanswered, a story untold.

You long for the heavens, I long for the earth, both spinning in orbits that measure our worth. If fate ever bends, if time ever sways, would you reach through the night? Would I find you someday?

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Hi yeah hello! it's me longing for a Rockstar! They are so freaking cool, I can't get enough of them and have been in Captura making so many photos of Flare and Lizzie, but also Flare and my Drifter. Gods am I down bad for this person! Also, Guitar can get it, there, said it.
#tennocreate#warframe drifter#warframe 1999#drifter#warframe oc#warframe#warframe flare#warframe temple#flare x drifter#warframe captura#captura
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Will delete this later on
sooooooo i'm working on this small thing with Flare AND Lizzie together with my other Drifter Cyrus.
yeah, my sleepy mind came up with this at like 11 pm and to be fair, not sure if I'm ever going to fully post this unless people are interested in seeing this be finished.
uhm anyway, enjoy these random drabbles! I'm not going to tag this too much as I don't want this to get on the wrong side of Tumblr/warframe community
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It's you!!!
This is also an old edit, but still one of my favs. I was so proud of how it turned out and now I look back on it and I'm still happy with it! Crow is such a cool character to me, and I love my Guardian a lot. As always enjoy this small edit!!
#destiny edit#destiny 2#destiny oc#destiny 2 crow#crow x guardian#crow x young wolf#destiny 2 guardian#destiny 2 young wolf#destiny 2 hunter
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This is one of my first ever edits I did almost two years ago now. I stopped playing Destiny as I don't have anyone to play with, yet I miss playing it every day. Anyway, my Guardian, Cyrus, has always been close to Uldren before he killed Cayde, and when they saw Crow for the first time, they couldn't face him. Not only because of Uldren killing Cadye but also because of killing Uldren off not too long ago in their mind. I really want to get back into it! ;-;
#Destiny 2#destiny art#destiny oc#uldren sov#crow x oc#crow x guardian#crow x young wolf#destiny 2 edit#destiny edit#destiny the game#destiny 2 crow#d2 crow
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Wanted to try something different for a change and made it look like you are watching this on a PC screen for the most part. If I made it the actual size of the PC screen tiktok would tank the quality of the video, so I did it Phone size to make it more friendly. maybe some other day I will make an actual adit and make it look like it on an old PC screen. I do hope you still enjoy this small edit, and thank you for checking it out.
ps; was thinking of doing a small edit giveaway of your drifter with your romance person. I know not everyone can always edit stuff, and I'm happy to do it for someone for a change. As long as the person has clips of their dirfter, of course XD Please let me know if anyone is interested in something like that!
#tennocreate#warframe drifter#warframe 1999#amir beckett#drifter#warframe edit#warframe amir#warframe oc#drifter x amir#warframe#warframe fanart
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Just a small edit, I love Amir so much. I’m hoping we can replay the mission soon again. I’m missing some clips and I’m pretty bumped about it. also love arcane so I had to use one of their songs. Anyway enjoy!
#tennocreate#warframe drifter#warframe 1999#amir beckett#drifter#warframe edit#warframe amir#warframe oc#warframe#drifter x amir
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fleeting yearning.
I trace your name in midnight air, a whispered wish, a silent prayer. The moonlight hums a song so sweet, but only echoes where you’d be.
The stars confide, they understand, how much I long to hold your hand. Yet miles stretch like endless seas, a tide that pulls, but won’t release.
If time were kind, if fate were true, I'd wake to find myself with you. But till that day, I stand, I ache, a heart that yearns, a soul that waits.


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Small poem I wrote for today for Valentine/Star days with my drifter and Amir in mind. Ticker would be proud of me. I miss making little poems so I'm happy to have done one for Star days. Hope you enjoyed this little thing.
#tennocreate#warframe drifter#warframe 1999#amir beckett#drifter#warframe amir#warframe oc#drifter x amir#warframe
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