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@loyalvow: signs on my iris muse: 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
something something indie something something daemon slayer something something amicitias hi follow me im a gud
SHARED HCS W/ @protegats
when iris was super young, he made the mistake of teaching her the gloriousness of the five second rule. both gladio and iris stick to it almost religiously, and where gladio really tries to be subtle about it, iris absolutely screams “FIVE SECOND RULE” before diving for the noms.
iris spent three months around the age of five pretending to be a coeurl after convincing herself that if she tried hard enough she would be one when she grew up. gladio, being gladio, encouraged this ( you can be anything you wanna be !! ) and Iris absolutely made him tie a bow into her hair. she also nagged him when he left the front door open. “GLADDY CLOSE THE DOOR WHAT IF I ESCAPED????”
zackleos:
and now his other hand joins as both stroke down over the sides of her short hair. ❝ really? you mean i forgot to say..? ❞ well, now he tries to think back to when he left… suppose he’d been busy, too excited to head back home for a bit. zack doesn’t get to see his parents too often. shrugging it off, he decides the best course is to apologise regardless, ❝ ah, iris i’m SORRY. i’ll make extra sure to remember next time. can’t think why i didn’t. ❞ a light peck is placed on the top of her head, and then he moves away to his bag again ( his mother, in true gongagan ma style, has sent him away with various home-prepared delicacies. he’s putting them into the fridge as he speaks next ): ❝ yeah, i guess! there’s not a lot in gongaga but it DOES feel good to go back. maybe i’ll take you next time, what do you think? ❞
there’s a nervous hop from one boot to the other, head pulling back to pull her face from his grasp : there’s no room to be sweet when he’s left her worried sick that something’s happened !! “ ---- uh huh !! completely forgotten !! rosie was moping around my house the entire time !! ” a dramatic pout follows, and were she a much better actress she just might’ve kept up the facade, but he looks tired enough from travelling that she settles with hopping onto the kitchen counter and watching him put his food away. all in a day’s work she supposes. “ --- nah, you’re all good, I’m just messin’ with ya. ” a swing of her legs follows, and dark brows rise sharply. “ nu-uh !! no way, you might forget you took me and leave me at a train station !! ”
zackleos:
❝ huh? you’re doing interrogations now? ❞ that usual bright SMILE quickly spreads onto his lips, and after dropping a bag by the door, he rests strong hand down on the top of iris’ head. ❝ i went to visit my folks. but i told that you before i left, right? ❞
“ oh yeah, totally take ‘em by surprise --- no one expects it from the cute girl. ” hands fall to her hips, it feels like its been an eternity. cheeks huff sulkily. “ nu uh, said g’night the night before then never bothered showin’ up !! did you have fun at least ?? ”
“ & just where have you been, exactly ? ” / @zackleos
glacialhero:
THE KID’S GOT no shortage of moxie and, for that, Snow has to l a u g h, head thrown back, loud & boisterous. He figures it must look ridiculous to an outsider ——– him, a muscled g i a n t, looming over her, a petite little thing, asking for a f i g h t. But that doesn’t seem to keep her from a challenge. Something about that wild, reckless determination reminds him of h i m s e l f, and maybe that’s why he feels the urge to share some helpful tips instead of stealing the f i r s t punch.
“ Just, uh —– ” he begins, sidling up to her, rolling his right shoulder for a q u i c k demonstration. “ —— keep that shoulder down next time, ‘eh? You’ll get a ‘lil more speed on those hits of yours if ‘ya stop spiraling. A jab here, a jab there… I won’t even see ‘em comin’! ”
with jutted jaw and a steely determination in her eyes, she knows that today might not be the day that she’ll beat him, but the day will come and the amicitia will reign triumphant ( listen, she’s got the victory fanfare on her phone for such an occasion, though, she hopes she still has the same one when the time rolls around ). she’s every bit of her brother and father as she stands there, hands planted on her hips and jaw jutted stubbornly --- only difference is, dad knew when to quit. gladio... it was questionable.
‘ waaaait, wait, wait !! if you’re like, telling me this, ’ she begins, rocking slowly from heel to toe like a pixie with a secret; eyes narrowing almost suspiciously, ‘ wouldn’t you know to expect it ? seems a bit suspect to be takin’ advice from my rival !! ’
‘ ew !! that’s so gross, put it awaaaay. ’ | open, mutuals only.
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“IRIS!” Prompto screams, “DUCK!” Rolling forward, he aims his pistol directly above her head, shooting at the creature which had leapt from the building behind her. The girl does as she told, her small form crouching over, her hands covering her head. Gods, Gladio would kill him if Prompto got Iris hurt in anyway. Sprinting back towards her, he takes her hand. “We gotta go!” he calls out, shooting at a few of the goblins rising up from the earth. The roads are all like this now, unsafe, and home to creatures of night which own this world.“Okay,” she says, squeezing his hand tight as they dash down the street. Lestallum is so close. Prompto can see the huge barricades they’ve erected since the darkness took over, the tower of cars stacked upon one another, the large layers of scaffolding…“Don’t worry, we’re gonna make it,” he says, picking up his speed. Iris looks at him with such faith, Prompto really believes his own words, even as the daemons start sprouting up from the ground in larger numbers. He bangs on the side entrance to Lestallum, his fist pounding against the metal. He doesn’t notice or care about the bruising which is starting to form on the side of his hand. “Open up! It’s Prompto Argentum, of the Crownsguard!” he yells. His voice is hoarse; all he does lately is scream it seems. Whether he’s awake or sleeping, there’s always some reason to cry out. “I’ve got Iris Amicitia with me!” “Let us in! Daemons are surrounding the place!” she cries out, just as the lever clicks opening. “Quickly,” A man says, a few Glaive warping by them as head to face the daemons. There’s a part of Prompto which feels he should help, yet his gun feels heavy in his hands, and he won’t feel satisfied until he sees Iris inside, the task completely finished. She’s the one to pull him in, the moment of hesitance enough for her to tug his hand forward, yanking him down the alleyway. “We did it!” she cheers, jumping up and down, her fists thrust into the air in a victory pose. “Thanks Prompto,” she smiles.Relief is all he can feel, however, and his hands come to his thighs, his body collapsing to the ground. “I can’t believe we made it,” he whispers, panting a bit. It had been a long trek from Cape Caem, Prompto escorting Iris back to Lestallum after picking up supplies from a boat coming in from Altissa. Normally it would’ve been routine, had their car not broken down a mile out from Lestallum, and the closer they drew to people, the more concentrated the daemons were. Prompto was a good fighter, and he’d gotten even better in the last year or so (it had become a necessity), but Gladio was meant to be her escort until he’d passed the job off to Prompto saying ‘something had come up’ without elaborating any more.Honestly, he feels lucky they made it back to Lestallum alive. “I knew we’d make it!” Iris smiles, holding her hand out to Prompto. “I had complete, 100% faith in you. And I take it Gladdy did too, if he trusted to pass the job off to you.” Interesting. Funny how Gladio trusts him to do something. Prompto can barely trust himself to get out of bed everyday, let alone protect Gladio’s only sister.
He takes her small hand in his and pulls himself up, her small body swaying with the motion of his weight. It sometimes is so strange to him, how Iris and Gladio are siblings. They seem like such polar opposites, and yet their compassion, and desire to help others is exactly the same; Prompto can see it in her eyes.
“Well if we hadn’t, your brother would’ve resurrected me if only to murder me again for not keeping you safe,” he admits, a laugh coating his words. “Gladdy wouldn’t be that bad, I don’t think,” Iris laughs. “But don’t worry,” she winks. “I’ll tell him what a great job you did.” “That would be awesome!” he snickers. “Maybe just leave out the whole car fiasco. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt ‘im,” Prompto winks back. “You got it,” she giggles, the two high-fiving to seal the deal. It’s true, what Gladio doesn’t know won’t hurt him, and for now, they’re safe.
apcgeantide:
A small laugh leaves through their nose and Leviathan runs their fingers through Iris’s hair in an odd attempt to soothe the warrior.
(the ocean could provide comfort need be.)
“Perhaps we have something for it that can actually help” the God ventured before rising to dig through a bag filled with emergency field medications. “Or in the very least save it from infection–” they hissed out in distaste.
she’s half a mind to complain; put on a brave face for the sake of the astral --- how is it the saying goes ? where a person might forget, the astrals will not, so may the gods be with you all ? ah, superstitious pish-posh clarus had gruffly called it, though no doubt her had been pleased that someone had instilled the fear of divine retro- bution within her to the point of a few weeks of impeccable behaviour.
( curiouser & curiouser. now she comes to think about it. ).
instead she’ll watch as she cards through her bag and for another brief moment in time, and tries to resist the urge to crane her neck and peek into the satchel. what do the gods carry in their bags anyway ? is it normal day-to-day items ? maybe a drop of scourge antidote or something? who knows !! “ honestly, it’s healing well enough on its own ! ”
vvinur:
“Ya can puke in my lap if ya want. It’s ok.”
“ eh --- ? i... as much as I appreciate the offer I don’t think that’s very... uh... polite. thank you for the offer, though ? I guess ? ”
she looks a little bit green around the gills — perhaps just a liiitle too much candy.
she looks a little bit green around the gills --- perhaps just a liiitle too much candy.
should anyone wish to know, Iris fully intends on dressing like a fairy moogle princess for halloween. complete with glittery wings and a little tiara with a moogle on it, thank you very much.
glacialhero:
“ Hey —— ”
WIPING A LINE OF SWEAT from his browline, Snow saunters forward with a beaming grin. It isn’t very often that he finds a w o r t h y hand-to-hand opponent, especially one so… small. But he can’t deny that he’s i m p r e s s e d by the young woman across from him. She’s all slender muscles, sweet smiles, & big brown eyes. Their enemies will never suspect a thing from her.
“ Not bad, kid! You’re comin’ along, ” he says, lowering a large gloved hand onto the top of her head to r u f f l e her shaggy locks. Then he’s pulling away to crack his knuckles, a display of charming confidence. “ Whaddaya say, huh? Think you’re ready to take me on for real? ”
@daemonslae
she’s wheezing and breathless; weight braced upon her palms, and those braced rather slippily ( sweat does tend to do that ; still absolutely gross, though !! ) against her knees. boy, he’d given her a run for her money, but as with any member of her lineage, she is not one to bow down from a challenge --- hardheadedness is so deeply ingrained into her that she couldn’t shift it if she tried. still, she cranes her head upwards, lips spread into a grin as lopsided as it is playful. “ not bad, huuh ? ”
yeesh, she’s gotta start working out again, combined with a little bit of chub on her belly and an extra roundness in her face, it’s pretty obvious that she’s been slacking lately, if not shown from the fact that dark circles that had once ringed her eyes have faded considerably. “ pfft, i could take you in my sleep, old man !! ”
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Don’t leave me Please stay
I don’t want to be alone again
