#just daemon slayer iris ;w;

[starffrin]

Been a while since I’ve last sat down to write fic but yes hi hello I’ve done exactly that. Got hit w/ a sudden need of post - game Prompto so that’s what I’ve gone and written. Enjoy! 

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Translucent, see - through, pale nearly enough to be cause for worry in those close to him before he waves them off with a weak and uncoordinated move of the arm. In the warm light of the sun, Prompto looks more akin to a phantasm than a human being. He’s sickly looking, freckles standing out against the white canvas, his form is lanky and it almost looks like he’s going to come undone the moment he as much as takes a step. 

Seeing the sunrise after literal years of darkness is amazing, a blessing truly and yet he can’t help but still feel cold, still feel empty. It’s already been months since the Scourge has been banished and yet the chill has yet to leave his weary bones. It’s made itself at home in times of restless worry and hasn’t left even now when things have started to finally look up. It’s still there, still curled up in nooks and crannies, still fills in cracks that if left unattended then he’s sure that they would be more than enough to cause a mess of him. It’s an ever - present companion, unneeded and unwanted yet persistent.

Shuddering breath, he thumbs the silver band on his ring finger absentmindedly. Frigid against dying warmth, a strong and grim reminder of what has been and will never be again. Yet, he refuses to take it off, refuses to lose the last link, refuses to give up on hope. He will take the ring to his grave should it come to it. There’s no way in hell that he’s taking it off, consequences be damned.

Laughter, hollow and sad, spills from thin lips and he allows his legs to meet at the knees, wobble and give up under him. He’s still chuckling, the sound nothing more but a broken music box that now sounds disharmonious at best and similar to a loud, suffering wail at worst. It’s heartbreaking, really, to hear him laugh and cry and scream to the skies about how he wishes he wasn’t alone, about how he’s fought for so long for a better world but not like this, about how this is all worthless -- they’ve won but at what cost? The threat has been forever banished but was the sacrifice necessary?

As fast as it comes, it’s gone and the noises die in his throat. Tears have welled up in his eyes at some point and now they are dripping down his cheeks, catching on his chin before falling on the ground, on his hands, on the bouquet of flowers he should be more careful with and try to not destroy. He’s brought it with him for a reason, it would be a shame if he were to screw it up at the very end.

“ Hey, Noct.  .  . ” Prompto begins between uncontrollable hiccups. It’s one thing to stay at his best friend’s grave in silence and mourn and another trying to put feelings into words. Even if nobody is here to listen to him talk, he still can’t stop the stutter in his voice.

And so he lets his voice break on the Prince’s name, lets all his emotions flood him and drip into his voice so when he opens his mouth again, he sobs quietly for a moment or two before he actually talks. “ It’s been a while since I could come visit you. Things are quite hectic, haha. Everybody is working to rebuild Insomnia. Even a few months later since the sun has risen for the first time, it still feels weird. It’s warm and bright and I’ve missed it so much. ” And I’ve missed you so much. “ Everybody’s doing their best to get along and it’s such a weird sight. There’s no longer a divide between Lucis and Niflheim, people are working together so progress is made. Maybe it will appear again but, for now, it’s peaceful. ”

“ Everybody’s so busy. Gladio has taken over the remaining Glaives and the Hunters and Iggy helps coordinate them, Iris has become a fierce Daemon Slayer and, yeah, they are gone now but she’s still a kickass fighter on hunts, ‘Nea drops by every now and then too with materials and supplies she scavenges from who knows where. ” a pause and he rubs at his eyes “ Cindy’s been making these really neat prosthetics for the wounded people so they can help if they want instead of being rejected because they are deemed unfit for the work. ”

Perhaps, the hardest of all is when he has to talk about himself.

His shoulders drop, hands fiddling with the wrapping on the bouquet. “ I’ve.  .  .  been holding on the best I can. It’s rough and I miss you loads but. But I’m trying my best to stay optimistic. It’s hard but that means I have to try harder! ” yet a choked noise interrupts him accompanied by a wave of fresh tears “ I just - I just want you here with me. I want you to see the world bathed in light once more. It’s so unfair that you had to sacrifice yourself for this to happen. ”

This has been on his mind for so long and it feels so good to finally be able to let it out. Noctis’ death has left a big mark on Prompto and it’s clear to anybody who looks at the blond and takes notice of the dark rings under his eyes and how sunken they look, of the way his gaze becomes lifeless when he thinks that people aren’t looking, of the way he curls into himself slightly and nobody seems to be able to put him a genuinely good mood again. It’s taken a great toll on him and it’s not hard to see.

Without saying anything else, he gets up once again. A moment’s hesitation before he puts the bouquet down against the headstone and then he turns on his heels and leaves. Delphiniums, the Prince’s favourite flowers.

[verslin]

I drew @xionbooty / @floweringeclipse ‘ s version of Daemon Slayer Iris! Because the design Xixi gave her along with all the headcanons is just a w e s o m e and screams badassery in the World of Ruin.  Yeah, but I suck at drawing braided hair and the tattoo gave me a bad time, so it’s missing...

[floweringeclipse]

Iris x Gentiana: WOR

If They Had a Kid Meme || accepting!!!{ @crystallineglacian​​ }

more like They’ve Been Planning to Have Children for so long now so… :)

Name: we haven’t yet discussed names but Iris will def ask Genti if the name can be floral (because Gentiana is also a flower, so it’d be a perfect tradition, no?)

Update 6/20/18: Gentiana has named him Dianthus!!

Gender: i like the idea of their first-born being a boy :0 ehehehe

General Appearance: Genti-mun and I already talked about it and it’ll be Gentiana carrying the baby.  she also decided that a Galahdan man would be the surrogate/sperm donor (in hopes that the baby will at least ‘share’ some similarities to Iris’ physical traits ;w; ) SO!

kiddo will have very dark hair like Genti’s but thick and wavy (like most Galahdan’s) which he ends up growing long, thick brows, olive skin tone, and a myriad of beauty marks all over his face and body.

later on Iris is just a tad miffed that he also got Genti’s height. and he also gets pretty buff, like his daemon-slayer mama! 

(he ALMOST looks like a young version of his TitoGladio tbh)

his eyes are also very dark brown, the real chocolate colour of the irises only noticeable under bright light

Face Claim: totally Booboo Stewart. look at that smile! and that hair!!

Personality: 

seems he takes after Genti-mama more! soft-spoken, often with a secretive but bright smile. mostly reserved but when it comes to sharing grand emotions, he can’t seem to hold back when expressing them.

despite his incredibly poised nature (good posture, chin up-shoulders back, hands often folded in front or behind him, gives off an aura of grace and authority when he walks sometimes), he also gets incredibly fidgety when unable to hold back his excitement or anxiety (something he must’ve gotten from Iris. he does such large body gestures like Iris and Gladio do :D )

very gentle but very doting, even incredibly protective of those he loves, especially both of his mothers (and perhaps little sibling[s], winkwink?)

Special Talents: he’s totally a full human, no Messenger or Astral abilities here (much to his dismay). but at least he’s also a kickass fighter/hunter with impressive physical strength! his hobbies include helping Iris-mama tend to her garden so he’s got a decent knowledge of botany, too.

Who they like better: he won’t simply admit to playing favourites… 

Who they take after more: Genti, personality-wise. appearance-wise? Iris, despite not having any of Iris’ DNA in him so it’s a huge surprise tbh. Galahdan genes are strong.

Personal Headcanon: aren’t all of these personal HCs? UH. he sings nicely as well!!

[schizoaffectionately]

i have the flat colors down n all but like....... i do not own a working tablet and pen right now, im just 2 excited to not post th lineart at least.... it looks even better w color

MMMMMMM i cant wait until i can finish this, its supposed 2 b a daemon slayer iris amicitia (she’ll have tattoos later)

[iriscrowned-blog]

Seriously though, au world King’s Shield Iris will @ eldritch abomination Ardyn so hard in the face with her tower shield--