#drifteris

[mara-swag]

[unstable-and-gay]

hey it's the mailman. yeah i have more text posts. no i won't run away this time i promise

[a-driftamongopenstars]

I'll be there, when you are on the other side of this (please don't repost or claim edits as your own)

[tmgefan]

A thing for Valentine's day 🥺🥺🥺

[slipperyskell]

Eris and drifter came for my ankles today so I stared at their references for a while and did some doodlin. It’s nice to have their actual ref sheets now so I can grab the colors from there directly >:)))

[missmirakell]

Your honor, they are in love.

ID under the cut

GLOAMING JOURNEYER

WE FOLLOW PATHS OBSCURED.

"The path to the Witness is within sight. We do not know what shape Riven's bargain will take, but I know that we two will not make that crossing."

Drifter listened quietly as Eris spoke, her voice tense. The dark tendrils flowed thickly from beneath her bandage.

"I watch as those closest to me edge toward oblivion," Eris said, her hands restless in her lap. "Ikora. Mara. I am unused to helplessness."

She looked to Drifter, her mouth a tight line. When she spoke, it was a ragged breath, "It's happening again. We will be alone at the end."

Drifter stood after a quiet moment. Eris watched him curiously. He reached out and took her by the hand. She rose, following his silent urging. Then he put his arms around her.

She tensed. He began to step away, unsure. But then her arms came up and she clung to him for a desperate moment. She felt the words in his chest as he spoke again.

"I remember what you said. I think about it more than I should these days."

"What did I say?"

"That we'll live in the night if we have to. We do it for what comes after."

Eris nodded, and sighed. The pair parted, but he kept a reassuring hand on her arm.

"So this is where you wish to be," she said cautiously. "At the end of all things?"

"Nowhere else."

"No more schemes to leave Sol?"

He was quiet for a moment, then shook his head, smirking. "Nah," he said, and looking into her eyes. "I'd miss the moonlight."

[pmpmyread]

“Partners in Light”

Source: Destiny Grimoire Anthology, Volume VI: Partners in Light

[synnthamonsugar]

Hot spring Eris/Drifter. Gift art for @imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese, based on one of her stories. :)

[fmab]

Sad old people should get to hold each other and kiss till they fall asleep next to each other until they feel better okay

[wendysketches]

I can't remember how this started but I definitely (lovingly) blame @haykebyr for the Drifteris brainrot.

Bonus:

[countborraldi]

KISS KISS KISS

[flowers-of-io]

As someone who's been sailing this ship since late 2020 one day I really ought to write a drifteris fanfic eh. THE ISSUE IS the way I see it requires 10k words at the least because that relationship is a PROCESS, you can't just UWUIFY IT LIKE THAT, I mean duh I'm far from being fandom police, but I can't bear to uwuify it or I'll die. The biggest fun is in the slowburn and these guys are being roasted over a fucking candle. I honestly can't imagine writing a drifteris vignette without first establishing several chapters' worth of context and build-up. Do you get me. Do you understand my agony. It's been So Long

[tearuseapart]

애착군체녀를 잃음

[a-driftamongopenstars]

tea party; drifteris ficlet

just wanted to write a tea party for Eris okay 🥺

A dainty trail of steam rises from a simple cup. It is warm in the cup of her hands as Eris raises it to her lips and takes a sip of the hot flowery drink. The taste fills her mouth, every sense touched upon - and it makes her smile.

Across the table, the Drifter repeats her motions, drinking his own tea, his eyes fixed on Eris.

They sit in quiet contemplation of her room, darkened with evening windowless shadows. Only a scatter of Hive bulbs and glyphs glow here and there, eerie green. But the quiet is welcome, for Eris rarely got to enjoy it - until now.

"This is a good brew," Eris says.

"Thought you might like it. Nothing like a cup of jasmine tea to make your day better and to wake you up."

"Hmm," she agrees, taking another sip.

After a few more, she settles the cup on the table. Her hands rest in her lap, holding tightly onto her eyewrap.

The Drifter plucks the small kettle off the table and refills their cups with the golden brew, swirling leaves getting caught within.

"Next time I'm bringing oolong."

Next time.

"You are very serious about this tea party business. As serious as about your Gambit."

The Drifter laughs.

"When the world's about to end, you don't wanna let all this go to waste. Besides, I heard you wanted tea, and tea I've got."

Eris picks her steaming refilled cup and swirls the tiny leaves that escaped from the teapot. She feels her face warm with a small smile, something her muscles forget they can do, but more and more it happens when the Drifter is near.

"Thank you," she says quietly but earnestly. For many things, for being there, for listening and for hearing her. Eris knows those things don't need to be spelled out, he knows.

The Drifter leans on the table, hiding his face in the shadow, but his voice is a-smiling too.

"It's fine. Wait till you try this jasmine tea cold. A whole new world!"

[erisxdrifter]

Yesss, there's a new little piece of Eris and Drifter lore! What do y'all think they were talking about? 🤔😊Kinda wonder if the Drifter was saying he missed her something like that... 🥺

[slipperyskell]

Redoing that doodle of the lore entry all fancy schmancy for a school project. really like how it turned out >:))))