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Eridan x reader - harpoon part 3Eridan x reader - harpoon part 3 by Tamsus-Ruduo
Eridan x reader - harpoon part 3
For the past few weeks your shoulder had been healing. Your arm was kept in a sling so you would not damage it shaking it around; and it was still very sore. Eridan came to visit you everyday, made sure you had company, and took care of you when your lusus was away getting food. As the weeks past you found yourself falling in love with him; little did you know, he was falling in love with you too.
You guys would laugh, share secrets or tell embarrassing stories; you two never got tired of it! And today, your lusus said that your arm was good enough for you to go outside and take a walk with out re-opening the wound.
You wait excitedly for Eridan to arrive; unable to contain your cry of joy when you see him walking up to the door of your hive from the beach. He opens the door and let's himself inside; where you rush over to give him a hug. He blushes heavily and you smile wide.
"Hello, _______. Are you ready?"
"Yeah totally come on!"
Eridan X Reader: Never Ever"You know what Eridan! I'm done!" you yelled, standing on the beach near the seadweller's hive, "I am sick and tired of you running around and flirting with anyone who breathes around you!"Eridan X Reader: Never Ever by YamiYumi123
"Wwhat are you talkin about?!" He yelps, not expecting your sudden outburst.
"Eridan...I just hate that you try so hard to force people into quadrants, when there is someone who is actually willing to be in one with you is standing right here!" you sigh
"Wwhat? Wwho?" Eridan perks up at hearing this
"ME! You silly troll!" you say
You close your eyes and wait for rejection or for Eridan to go run off to brag to Sollux. Instead, you feel a pair of arms wrap around you. Eridan buries his face in the crook of your neck.
"Do you...really mean that? You're not jokin?" he says quietly
"I mean it with all my heart." you smile
Eridan kisses your shoulder and hugs you tighter, silently promising that he would never, ever let you go.
The Nights That Mean The Most: A Destiel Fic The Nights That Mean The MostThe Nights That Mean The Most: A Destiel Fic by Eeveelivesprite
Dean loves the nights after a hunt, when he’s all battered, slashes and bruises everywhere. Dean loves the look of exasperation, followed by anguish that Cas gives him before healing him and putting him on his feet again. It’s these nights, the ones that end with Dead humming ‘Just By Being You’ into the crook of Castiel’s neck; and occasionally, Cas will turn around and wrap his arms around Dean, whispering “I love you.” into his ear. These are Dean’s favorite nights.
Cas loathes the days when he’s away from Dean, but finds excitement in the nights that follow. The system is always the same, Dean will ask the obvious question of ‘Where the hell were you?’ and Cas will shrug, because it’s better to keep som
|14 | F | FL Laer. Êl síla nan lû e-govaded vín. Thranduil is my spirit animal and one true love. Almost horrifyingly obsessed with NBC's Hannibal, Lord Of The Rings, Supernatural and Sherlock. Lost in thought and also social abnormality. While I delve into the world of torture that is the Middle-Earth I reside in, television and fictional characters keep me occupied. Please make yourself at home, and you simply must stay for dinner. Sílo Anor bo men lín, mellon. Harthon gerithach raid gelin a chwest adel thraw lín. Destiel would be THE OTP.|