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imagine it’s season of the witch queen and we’re bustin’ our way through savathûn’s court and in the distance we ALSO see ikora busting her way through the court except she’s super haggard and exhausted. Like, oh hey Ikora what’re you doing here? And she’s like GUARDIAN I’ve been GONE did no one notice??

and that’s when we realize why ikora sounds different.

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my guardian may have a little kiss...

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I hope my guardian and eris are out there having a wonderful life together!!

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could i possibly get some ikora / eris head cannons? maybe even like pre hell mouth if you’re open for that?

how they met

Before the pit, Eris and Ikora’s first meeting took place in the Crucible. This was during the time when Ikora’s career was blossoming, when she was realizing that she was nearly unmatched when it came to these combat games. Ikora wasn’t cruel, but she was mean in her proficiency in eliminating targets - executing shutdowns with ease. Ikora and Wei Ning would come to form a mutual rivalry, one that would become a determinant in the success of Eris’s fireteam. While they were matched, Eris quickly became aware that if they were to win the match she would need to get in between her headstrong friend and this absolute powerhouse of a Guardian. This is typically how their meetings would go. 

Eris’s resilience and foresight is what garnered Ikora’s attention and admiration. Ikora would often find herself spending too much time chasing after the hunter during her matches, barely dodging the red pin light that shone from the scope of a sniper rifle. Eris wouldn’t admit it, but she did enjoy being chased by someone who posed a threat to her, frequently finding herself out of breath and exuberant as she used misdirection to hide herself away from Ikora. They would become fond of their run-ins together in the Crucible. 

Their last moment together before their formal introduction was marked by a rather formidable stand off. Ikora thought she would get the better of Eris by forcing proximity, but was surprised when she was forced to dodge the heavy weaponry being thrown at her. In turn, she had taken the moment to throw her weight into Eris, proceeding to force both women to the ground. This led to a struggle, one that involved wrestling a knife from Eris and a hand cannon from Ikora. The two women were so consumed with trying to get the best of one another that they failed to hear the match be called - a victory on Eris’s part, as Wei Ning and Sai Mota proceeded to secure their victory by a last minute mosh pit party on the capture point. 

When their ghosts finally get their attention, Eris would leave looking back at the woman with  bright eyes and a fond smile, a look Ikora would become enchanted with. She would be memorized by her farewell for the rest of the evening, to the point where she would be unaware that she was being pursued after when she finally had down time and was out celebrating with some rounds with the folk she had been running with that evening. 

Eris thought she was being subtle, but Wei Ning caught on to why she kept stalling their fireteam’s departure. Wei Ning took the opportunity to formally introduce themselves to Ikora Rey, quickly securing the warlock from the team she had been running with with the promise of celebrating with free drinks as they got to know one another better beyond their combat rivalry. When Ikora and Eris finally had a moment to themselves, however, they made their own introductions. Eris had almost been bashful now that she had finally gotten what she was after and Ikora had been fond of her quiet, reserved nature. 

They later spent the night keeping each other company, simply talking and catching up as if they were old friends. They would reluctantly part at sun rise, but with the promise of continued contact.

general headcanons

Eris and Ikora would find that they challenge one another, in a way that both women wholeheartedly welcome. Eagerly, in fact. Ikora always looks forward to hearing Eris’s insight, constantly engaging the hunter with endless questions and arguments. Eris enjoys having someone who listens to her thoughts, whether intellectual or simple ponderings. Eris is someone who is willing to engage with others when given the opportunity, despite some finding the hunter intimidating in her own right. There is no hesitation with Ikora, however, and Eris finds herself cherishing their conversations. Both women can only grow when in the presence of one another. 

They often talk well into the night. Ikora always lets Eris know beforehand when she intends on keeping the hunter up long past the need for sleep, and Eris always accepts it without hesitation. They’ll get comfortable with books and a blanket, with their ghosts for company. Ophiuchus enjoys both Eris’s and Brya’s presence. The two ghosts will nestle themselves close by and simply enjoy each other’s company in silence. Their ghosts will often rise in the morning to find Eris and Ikora passed out pleasantly, sharing the blanket they brought with one another. 

Brya dotes on Ikora endlessly. Ophiuchus is happy with how responsive Eris is to him and always asks after her and whether she’s taking care of herself.

Eris’s friends are enthusiastic and welcoming when it comes to Ikora. It’s always a better night when the two of them arrive together, and they pester Ikora endlessly. Private crucible matches are recreational events the more headstrong of the group challenge one another too (Ikora Rey, Cayde-6, Wei Ning, Vell Tarlowe, Sai Mota, and Omar Agah all like to duke it out and cause havoc against one another while Lord Shaxx keeps an interested eye on their matches.) Eris and Eriana-3 usually sit on the sidelines and provide support while their friends run amok.

They have a habit of accidentally getting their fingers tangled together. They never intend for hand holding, it just happens and takes both women by surprise. They would apologize, but wouldn’t promise to be more careful next time. Once they got over the awkwardness, Eris intended on participating in actual hand holding and would just take Ikora’s whenever she pleased, and Ikora would let her, because it’s what felt natural. They would just casually stroll around holding hands and nobody would mention anything because it was obvious that even if they weren’t dating they were definitely a couple.

There was never an official day they started dating. It just became a gradual escalation of domesticity where they were already living together with casual intimacy between them that when they did get together they didn’t have to say much between them to know it was something they mutually wanted.

Although they might forget to take care of themselves, they’re always looking out for one another. When Ikora becomes consumed by her studies and thesis, Eris will make sure she at least remembers to stay hydrated and takes the occasional break with her. When Eris pushes herself too hard Ikora is there to make sure she gets enough rest and stays off her feet while keeping her occupied in bed. It helps that Eris is always interested in reading her thesis enough to keep her situated for a couple hours while she pours over it and bounces things back and forth with Ikora. 

Ikora is usually the one to wake up first and will wake Eris with some already brewed tea and coffee. 

When Eris takes up cooking, Ikora is more than happy to act as her willing test subject. Eris is still learning, so some dishes still come out slightly singed. Ikora will eat them nonetheless - it would be a waste and an insult not to finish the meal, no matter how much Eris tries to assure her. Ikora and Eris rediscover fruit bowls, and keep a pineapple as a centerpiece.

Ikora takes an interest in growing some of the seeds found in the golden age vault and soon their shared apartment has been converted into a greenhouse. It keeps Eris busy tending to the plants they have growing, and Ikora has a fondness for watching Eris become enraptured with what she’s focused on. 

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season of arrivals is just turning out like the movie arrival. Giant black ships touch down in the solar system and one woman has to interpret the alien's messages to help guide humanity. Instead of a mathematician we have the drifter.

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wanted to revise a pre-pit eris design of mine since I discovered a face claim 🥰

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Your Eris hcs are beautiful

thank you so much!! 💖

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I am particularly soft for the relationships Eris has with women. Every time I read about her interacting with another women there's obviously a level of mutual respect written there and they're typically always compatible. The men she interacts with, however? Awful. Couldn't stand Cayde-6, can't seem to stand the Drifter going by how dismissive she is of him (which is, fucking hilarious.) I'm just saying I adore all relationships Eris has with the women of destiny.

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eris morn h/cs pt. 2

You are foremost in her thoughts if not her intentions. 

When she’s away, you are the star that guides her back. When she’s near, you are the heart besot in her chest. You are the most endearing. She will keep quiet about this, but the look she gives you regards you so fondly that it may as well reveal this fact to everyone.

There are often a lot of yearning, open-hearted looks that you happen to miss during your time with Eris. She’s a guarded woman who’s still recovering, and it hurts her more than it hurts you to be unable to be honest with the way she feels. It’ll be in the small things she does that you may notice the way her feelings run deep - in the way she attempts to reconcile with herself and allow her to draw you near, in her confessions, no matter how small, and in the way she craves your company on the days she isn’t a recluse.

Sometimes, all she needs is for someone to listen. Too often is she treated the raving madwoman that people dismiss her genuine fear and worries. Knowing that you are there for her eases those burdens. She looks forward to settling beside you in the evening, when you both have time to spare and enjoy one another’s company, and simply speaking of what ails her. Her weight at your side and her hand on your own is a common occurrence during these matters and she thinks of them fondly.

In return, she will always listen to you. No matter the fear, the worry, or even the eccentricity. She’ll always wait you out, with patience and understanding. Often times you’ll find her ready even before you’ve hinted at a hindrance or grief. She’ll hold you as close as she’ll allow at the time - sometimes it will be with her arms around you, sometimes it will simply be locking your hands in her warm, firm yet gentle, grip. 

She holds your words close to heart. Confessions, and flatteries she’ll feign skepticism over if only to get a rise out of you. Some of the more important ones she’ll keep written down somewhere, sometimes even repeating a particular phrase over and over again to remember the way it felt the first time it was said. 

There are a lot of written letters addressed to you that may never arrive. When her symptoms are at their worse, she has a hard time letting her guard down, even around you -  which is why Eris finds it easier to express herself through written word than in person. Whether or not those letters are received, you are the person she’s written the most to. It’s the ones that hit too close to the heart that Eris burns with incense, a customary ritual of hers she hasn’t quite been able to let go of. Some of them are hidden however, the ones she loathes yet secretly hopes for you to come across, if only by chance. It is a habit Eris feels guilty about. One day she hopes she may be able to gather all the ones she’s hidden and begin to heal a wound of hers that she’s avoided for so long.

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eris morn h/cs

Always keen to the sound of your voice or the chime of your laughter. She’ll always notice it first amongst the chatter and background noise of the tower. To hear it is a welcomed distraction that lets her mind wander with thoughts of you and other idle thoughts, such as picturing what impossible task you might be in pursuit of, or, simply just wondering how you may be doing and who’s lives you may be touching with your kindness.

Eris will always greet you by clasping both of your hands within her own. Her first instinct is to reach out for you the moment she notices you near, and when her hands find your own, it’s with a gentle grasp, fingers smoothing across the surface of your hands and tracing the curve of your palm. Her grasp is all encompassing and warm, with a firm, yet gentle, grip that reflects an unspoken familiarity and affection towards you.

She’ll always have time to talk with you. Although she misses the moments where she had you all to herself on the balcony in the plaza, she is touched by the way you always stop to have a word with her before you meet with the Vanguard. When you prepare to take your leave of the tower, she always makes sure to stop by and wish you well on your journey.

There is a familiar closeness that comes with being in her company. Whether it’s her tendency to hover closest to you, or your shared tendency to walk alongside one another, one arm tucked and entwined with her own, it’s a routine that you fall into naturally with her. You know there was a time where she had held a respective distance from you, but, ever appreciatively, you are glad that she was the one to close that distance between the two of you. You often walk aimlessly together if only to enjoy each other’s company for just awhile longer.

Will often lean closer to hear what you have to say, as if you were her secret council, held in the highest regard.

When she finds herself unable to tire of your company she’ll whisk you away into the depths of the tower to some nook hidden high above the hangar bay or a maintenance balcony dangling outside of the city wall. She knows plenty of locations like these - most often than not in some place high, requiring you to scale beams and support structures to reach them. You’ll notice that your small getaways are always set up with blankets and other items prior to your arrival.

You’ll often find small trinkets attached to your gear and armory, whether it’s a set directly given to you by Eris or your own standard gear that you never noticed the addition of the small charms. Though she does not necessarily hide the fact that she gifts you such things; you have had conversations with her where she, unprompted, begins to carefully tie a charm into the clasp of your armour and simply carrying on as if she hadn’t just tagged you with a trinket.

She gifts you a strange hive knife of her own making early on in your relationship. It’s nearly the length of your forearm and designed with the intention of being able to pierce the carapace of a knight with ease. The handle is wrapped in a fabric reminiscent of the pattern of her skirt and laced with a string of translucent red beads. You discovered the ungodly amount of damage stored within the blade once when you were lost deep within a corrupted tunnel system, isolated and out of ammunition down in the dark. After that, the significance of it became more apparent and you find comfort in knowing that Eris is looking after you. On occasion she’ll ask to make sure it isn’t in need of repair, but with the contemplative look and the way her fingers run over the edges of the blade, you think she can tell when you’ve made a kill with it if her pleased smile is anything to go by.

She’s always giving you a different piece of information on the hive whenever you visit. These range from weaknesses to tactics, and sometimes just something trivial about their nature. You’ll discover the reason behind why she speaks to you about the hive so much and it is because she’s always concerned about your well being and whether or not she’s provided you enough information to remain safe from the hive’s influence.

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“All things that on any other night would have annoyed me. But that night—because it was you—I knew then and there that I never wanted to be without you.”

actually crying over my girls.. how could I have known it would become this beautiful………

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To Wei Ning— More than anything, I hate the idea that we will be remembered as a tragedy. That’s not true. I reserve that distinction for the monster that took you from me. But I know it’s what you would hate the most. You, who were always so full of laughter.

A small, first attempt at an aesthetic board for my two favourite girls.

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Ada-1 h/cs

Underneath her cool and intimidating façade, she tends to be a worrier prone to overthinking and someone easily flustered by the thought of their object of affection. She won’t quite know how to handle being around you during the pining phase of your relationship, as she’s deeply embarrassed for herself in the feelings aren’t mutual. It’ll be a long, drawn out process of her needlessly fretting and stoking the fire of your heart with anonymous gifts and letters. 

You’ll be pleasantly surprised at how many anonymous letters and gifts you’ll receive. You will always be able to tell that they’re from the same person by the signature holographic embellishments that adorn each card sent. The gifts tend to be pricey little items - a personally engraved gun, a bouquet of roses made of precious metals, an abundance of meal tickets to make sure you’re fed. The letters, however, are not always the embodiment of romance; Ada-1 frets endlessly, to the point where words become almost mechanical in nature. The process is what truly hinders Ada-1 as she flusters whenever she attempts to pick out a gift or write a letter at the thought of you. 

If you do however have business with the Black Armory prior to her affection, she’ll offer to repair any weaponry of yours including weapons not produced by the armory. If they are Black Armory weapons, she’ll stress herself out fretting over them, because they have to be perfect coming from her now. Her attention to detail is impeccable, and you won’t notice the intricacies she hides in her works for you. They’ll be softer designs, ones unlike those associated with her family heirloom. 

Ada-1 is the type of person who becomes easily and visibly flustered, although this is a safely kept secret in her own company. The thought of you is distracting, and when she catches herself thinking about you she’ll become incredibly embarrassed with herself, to the point where she’ll start dropping things she probably shouldn’t. Long, exasperated sighs, and hands running along her helm are common signs to look out for when she’s in a certain mood. The Spider has caught on to this during their usual vid-calls and pesters her needlessly. 

The Spider is definitely going to be invested in the progress of your relationship. He won’t come in contact with you, but he avidly awaits any news from Ada-1 that he can obtain. He will definitely lose his shit once he gets an actual idea of who you are and what you look like, (“Is this the paramour? IS THIS THE PARAMOUR?!”)

If she happens to catch sight of you while she’s out in the city she’ll become distracted and watch you from afar. There have been moments where she’s dared herself to approach you, but she’s only ever managed to stand in your vicinity. You once complimented the detailing in her outer frame and she could only give a curt reply before promptly excusing herself and spending the time being around a corner unable to compose herself.

Prone to muttering, but also prone to humming. She’ll start to subconsciously hum songs she associates with you, although she won’t understand the real reason behind why she’s picked that particular song to sing along to until much later. Once she does realize that she hums to thoughts of you she becomes deeply embarrassed despite recommending the particular tone in her next letter.

You become a soft spot for her, one that she even accepts. Later on she’ll come to enjoy the letters as you send back your own to your secret admirer. She cherishes each and every one, admiring the small details that you include in your envelopes. If you send her flowers she’ll certainly die of embarrassment at how flustered it makes her.

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visitations.

Her eyes strain against the searing starlight.

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