Eris Morn - Blog Posts

In light of the Hive's return, I propose the following:

That'll show 'em.

A moment of silence for a friend, who walked the path with us

It’s called

Hive Trauma

find me in my cave going insane over the design potential of a half-formed human-hive godling. the way her mouth moves makes me think she can open the plates and really honestly she deserves a proboscis. and bug wings. and the concept of metamorphosis

Arboreal Communion

This was written for a gift fic exchange for @wonderwafles. I was very surprised to be, apparently, the first person to use Luzaku as a character tag on Ao3? With the amount people have been swooning over her online I am so confused. Perhaps she's just not being tagged? I don't know. All I do know is that this makes me want to include her in more things because she's amazing.

Link to read on Ao3 if you prefer: https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/147310786

Summary: Eris visits Luzaku in the Blooming Deep.

"The Sky greets you."

"Hmmm...."

Light poured in from the roof of the grotto as Luzaku bowed reverently to the god of Vengeance.

Eris Morn approached the thin silver sapling limbs sprouting from the rocks in the centre of the Blooming Deep. Her steps were sure and measured. Luzaku looked upon her with awe.

Behind her, Eris Morn's companion peered out from a large rock. It kept its gun muzzle pointed directly between Luzaku's three eyes.

Luzaku nodded toward the companion in acknowledgement as one would an Acolyte for a revered Hive Wizard. It smiled. The smile was unkind and threatening. Filled with teeth. Luzaku wondered if this was an attempt at expressing friendliness in a cross-cultural way. She suspected otherwise. The gun muzzle did not waver.

Luzaku turned back to the Sky Mother's newest sister as the three-eyed human examined glowing buds on pale spindly branches. She seemed to ignore Luzaku although the Wizard could not help but notice that the strange soulfire enshrouded orb in Eris' hand pulsated with every approaching step she took.

Luzaku slowed her movements and kept her distance so as not to startle the watchful one. Unlike the Bane of the Swarm, it was nervous, its focus coiled tight. 

The god of Vengeance, in contrast, seemed unconcerned, as though Luzaku was not even a threat compared to the hordes she had vanquished. This was something Luzaku knew to be true. Should Crota's Bane desire Luzaku's death, that death would already have come.

"I am told you protect it." Eris spoke after many tense and silent moments.

She did not face or address Luzaku, looking instead to a space beyond the tree, but the intended recipient of her words was clear enough.

"This one's place is here," Luzaku explained. "This one will contemplate. Protect. Plan."

"Plan what?" Eris asked. Her voice demanded response. Luzaku was impressed by how compelling the small fleshy god's utterance was. The latent power beneath the deity's tone was palpable and far larger in stature than her physical form. Despite their size difference, it made Luzaku feel... small.

"This one does not know." She answered truthfully. "Only that this one's plans remain defiant to the all-edged lie."

"Hmmm..." Eris turned. Her three glowing eyes, bound by cloth, looked at Luzaku as though only just noticing her now. Eye to eye to eye. An Acolyte's eyes. Just as Luzaku's had once been.

The god of Vengeance uttered one word, again compelling an answer: "Why?"

This was judgment, then. Luzaku felt herself swell with strength as she replied from her innermost being. She spoke her truth to the Sky Mother's sister plainly and without artifice. Unafraid. Let her be judged. Aiat.

"The Sky... the Light... calls to this one."

The small fleshy god's head tilted to the side, listening.

"We all have our purposes," Luzaku continued. "We are all our own individuals. This one's purpose is here."

The watchful one behind the rock twitched as Luzaku floated near to the tree and splayed her three-fingered hands near the branches, caressing them without touching them.

Eris continued to look up at the Wizard, her expression unreadable.

Luzaku floated back slightly and bowed again to the Bane of the Swarm. Her chitin felt suddenly brittle.

The silence lay thick and heavy between them. Luzaku waited.

Eris Morn took a step forward, removed her glove, and placed her hand on one of the small roots of the young silver tree.

On instinct, Luzaku tentatively reached out her Hive-clawed hand and took hold of one of the silver sapling's upper branches.

Time seemed to slow.

Beneath the bark Luzaku felt a surge of energy welling up from below them both. Sadness. Hope. Relief. A feeling of almost... completion. A rightness. A sense of calm. Gratitude.

Movement on the edge of Luzaku's vision caught her eye and pulled her from this strange arboreal communion.

The Lucent Hive Wizard watched Eris Morn's Acolyte-like companion shift and raise its gun toward her.

Why would it attack now, when the small fleshy god seemed content? Did it perceive Luzaku as a threat? There was no time to react. The companion was so quick, its eyes cold, its expression vicious. The gun fired so fast.

Luzaku let the calm from the tree wash over her as she waited for her death to come, knowing as she did so that any companion of the Sky-Mother's sister would know how to crush her ghost. This was the end, then. She felt only confusion and a small sadness.

The gun barked four times, five, six.

Both Luzaku and Eris let go of the tree.

Luzaku looked down upon her chitinous body. She was uninjured. The bullets were not meant for her.

She spun in the air. On a moss-covered ledge behind her were the dissipating forms of four Taken Psions and a Phalanx.

"Sorry for ruinin' the moment," the companion said with a gravelly voice while spinning its pistol on its finger.

"Hmmm... thank you," the tiny god's voice was warm, almost gentle. "We were both... preoccupied."

Luzaku, too, bowed in thanks.

"I could see that," the companion said. It holstered its weapon. "Look, if you two are gonna keep fondlin' that tree we should set up a perimeter. This place is crawling with Taken."

"That will not be necessary," Eris replied, staring at a point on the rock wall away from both of them. Then she added "...this time."

Luzaku cocked her head.

"I would, however, appreciate your assistance with a perimeter when I return," Eris continued.

She looked back to the Lucent Hive. "Do you know what tea is, Luzaku?"

The way Eris Morn said her name was different from all other humans Luzaku had encountered. Eris Morn used the inflections and pronunciation of the Hive. Luzaku felt a shudder run through her at the sound of an alien human tongue speaking in a way that was so intimate and familiar.

"This one does not."

"It is a drink," Eris explained. "I will bring some and we will share it when I visit you next..." She paused and the corner of her lip quirked up in a small smile before she continued, "...Guardian."

Luzaku hissed in surprise, twisting in the air a moment before composing herself and responding...

"Aiat."

The companion raised both of its eyebrows at this exchange, looking back and forth between Eris and the Lucent Wizard. Then it shrugged and fell in step behind Eris as she walked toward the exit.

Just before they left the watchful one did something odd. It paused in the doorway, put two of its fingers near its temple and then quickly moved them away while looking at Luzaku.

Then it turned to Eris and said "Ya know, I always wanted a pet Hive."

Luzaku heard Eris sigh deeply as they both disappeared from her sight.

Ah yes. Drifting and Eggs.

Just some Destiny 2 sketches from a couple weeks back. Some sad time sketches and some funny time sketches. We like variety in this household.

I don’t know when I started loving them but now I do apparently????

Wanted to sketch my faves in maybe some more casual clothes. I don’t really see Eris going out into the city for anything ever but maybe Drifter will convince her one of these days. Took inspiration for Eris from some of the people we see around the Tower. She would try to blend in as much as is possible for someone with literally three eyes. Meanwhile Drifter is probably wearing a shirt that he’s had for 300 years.

Did a sketch of Eris last night. She finally has a fireteam again even if it is pretty odd.