Lol, Brushy Brush, Beautiful

lol, brushy brush, beautiful

BEHOLD ! My first Eris Morn fanart, after her moving story about… her… Oral hygiene… On the Moon. Brush your teeth, Guardians, a fresh breath might repell the Hive, for all we know ! 

Drifteris for the win guys, lessgo! XD

okay y'all poll time because I'm curious, shindrift and drifteris seem to be the biggest drifter ships and I think I've noticed a pattern w/ y'alls fanart so I wanna check smth.

I know that chances are I missed some people, just comment/reblog with it and/or choose whatever's closest if nothing fits you. I tried to make it as broad as possible.

Boom, so there are some posts on my thoughts of them being Christians and why I believe that, and the story I wrote on Eris helping push Drifter down the path of forgiveness :) Thank you to the person who sent in that ask, and I hope you enjoy the posts!

Story request!

Mara and Eris are on a mission together on Europa regarding the pyramids. They set up a camp where they could rest. While chilling into the fire, Mara ask Eris about her relationship with the Drifter. Eris was surprised but didn't show it, she wondered how her queen found out about it and if she thinks lesser of her because of her relationship with the Drifter. Mara knew Eris and tells her that it's okay she can tell her anything because they're friends. This warms her heart as Mara comforts her. Eris tells her the truth on how they got together. Deep inside Mara is happy that Eris has someone who loves her deeply.

Thank you so much for the request, here's your story! We really do need more lore between Eris and Mara... I've loved the idea of them being close friends, cause the way Mara respects Eris and tries to understand instead of judge is just so nice 🥺 And I think she would definitely try to understand why Eris feels the way she feels toward the Drifter, instead of just judging their relationship and being rude :))

The Queen of the Reef stood still, motionless, her hand outstretched and her eyes closed. She hovered her palm over the dark, smooth surface of the supposedly dormant Pyramid.

  When she had consulted Eris Morn earlier that day, she had said she would feel a 'presence' over the Pyramid if it were still awake. Still breathing. But Mara felt nothing. She felt nothing when it was in it's power, and she felt nothing now that it was asleep. She scrunched her eyes tighter as she pondered over this.

  A sudden gust of wind threw her off guard, causing her to jerk her arm back to try to redistribute her balance in an attempt to save herself from falling into the mound of snow behind her.

  "The winds here are both sudden and violent, as I am sure you have already noticed." Came a somewhat melancholy voice from beside her, along with a firm grasp along her arm.

  Mara straightened her back, returning her arm to her side and forcing her face in a nonchalant expression as she met the green glow of Eris's eyes, which were dulled out by the snowflakes still falling from the grey clouds above.

  "Eris Morn, I worried you would be late."

  "On the contrary, my queen," Eris inclined her head. "I am early."

  "Please, quit the theatrics, you should know they are no longer necessary." Mara said as she turned back to the dark, ominous, angled wall of the Pyramid. "You spoke of a feeling which would, as you said, resonate through the tips of your fingers and lay unrestingly in you mind when you bring your palm to the Pyramid. Why is it that even in the Pyramids prime, I have felt nothing?"

  Eris stepped forward, extending one of her hands, as Mara had done only a few minutes ago. She closed her eyes tight, searching for any feeling, any sign of the Pyramid's life.

  "It is perhaps your lack of having learnt to weild the Darkness that keeps you from the foreboding premonition of the Pyramid's dark still living existence," she begun, eyes still closed and palm still extended. "I have taken the Drifter on a similar mission as this, and when prompted, he told me of how he felt the Pyramid, how he felt it's life. It's... anger. It's desire for fallacious revenge." her features relaxed and her voice softened at this last part.

  Mara did not respond. Instead, she watched Eris, studying her expression and the way she elegantly swept her fingers through the air.

  "It is still awake, isn't it?" Mara asked when Eris jumped and let out a small gasp.

  "Indeed," Eris hovered her hand over a new spot. Then another, and another, until she finally pulled away and opened her eyes, the green faintly piercing through the white. "It is... awake. But only just. It has been defeated, and it knows this, so it flees into a dormant rest for the time being. I can feel it's anger, only in faint and fleeting wisps. But it is there, and if it were to be fully active, it's anger would know no bounds."

  Both of their expressions were grim as they locked eyes.

  "And what would you suggest for the future?" Mara asked, crossing her arms as another bitter cold breeze strolled by.

  "Currently, I am unsure of what alternative measure to take that has not yet been done. I must inform the Vanguard, of course. And the Guardian, too."

  "And I, my corsairs." Mara looked back at the everlasting Darkness of the Pyramid wall. "Come." She said curtly, walking away, trudging through the shin deep snow.

  Eris stared after her for a moment, confused, before rushing to her side.

  *  *  *

  The fire burned large and bright, it's orange blaze remaining mostly unseeable by enemy eyes through the thick snowflakes that swirled around them.

  Mara stood tall above the fire, her back aching from the cold, while Eris kneeled beside the warm flames and shifted the firewood with a piece of a metal pole that she had found in the nearby wreckage of the demolished snow coated buildings.

  Sparks flew into the sky, flicks of orange amongst the storm of white. Mara observed this, almost in awe at the unique beauty of the view as the orange faded in an instant. She kept her face tight and expressionless, turning her gaze from the sparks, to Eris Morn before forcing herself down to the snow beside her.

  "Have you and the Drifter been together long?" She asked, shifting to get into a more comfortable position.

  Suddenly the movement of Eris's hand over the flames stopped. She was shocked by the strange question, but made sure to keep her face expressionless and her eyes on the warm fire, just as quickly beginning to shift the wood again as she had stopped.

  How had Mara found out? Was her relationship with the Drifter truly that obvious? Or was her queen just that intuitive? But more importantly, would she think less of her? The respect of her queen was not something easily granted, and nor was it something she wished to part with.

  "Do not fear, Eris." Mara said when she remained silent. "You can tell me anything. We are friends, you and I. You know this, do you not?"

  Eris finally turned her face towards the Awoken queen, her eyes showing a rare amount of surprise at last. The beat of her heart calmed, and the warmth of it reverberated throughout her chest as she smiled an ever so slight smile, turning her head back to the fire.

  "The Drifter and I..." she began softly, but loud enough to be heard over the sudden wind. "Our relationship has not always been an easy one, as you already know. We were not fond of one another in the beginning, to say the least."

  She chuckled a single chuckle. But Mara noticed, and she realized the significance of such an action coming from Eris Morn.

  "But over the years we have grown a mutual respect, which from there grew into feelings of affection. I will not admit this to him, though I suspect he already knows, but it grew, and still grows, exceedingly difficult to refrain from calling him, even for the most menial of occurrences."  She smiled into the warm orange flames, tracing her hand through the air to gather a small collection of snowflakes along her palm and fingers. "Recently, the Drifter had begun to act timorous around me... shy, even. And as his timidicy grew, so did the awkwardness between our speakings, until one evening when he requested I meet him privately aboard the Derelict. From there, he began to confess his feelings. I would be lying if I said he expressed them easily, however. It took time... self convincing, I am sure... but eventually, he confessed how he felt, and rallied enough confidence to kiss me." She seemed to be reminiscing to herself, a small smile on her lips. "To answer your question, we have not been together particularly long. Merely a few months."

  "But you are happy?" Mara asked, watching Eris's expression closely.

  "Yes." She replied without hesitation. "Happier than I have been in quiet some time. Perhaps... happier than I have ever been before."

  Mara returned her blue eyes to the dancing orange and yellow of the flames in front of them. She was happy for her. Happy that Eris, one who had suffered and fought through so much, had finally found someone who would love her deeply in the way that she deserved.

  She smiled, offering Eris a rare moment of true openness as she brushed her fingers along her elbow.

  "I am glad you have found your joy." 

them on their date :)))

Sweet dreams at last