#also i knoww it’s the point and how you might be if raised that way but yeah why are you so stupid about men who are clearly predators pleas

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I’m The Girl

YA thriller

a 16yo girl who discovered the body of a murdered girl teams up with her sister to find the killer

which means working at the town’s elite wealthy resort - which has always been a dream of hers, despite being warned away from it by her family

[wopbau]

Eridan’s hands find their way to the collar of your shirt, with the unfamiliar blue sign on the pocket.

“Now that that’s over…” he grins, and begins to unbutton the shirt.

Embarrassed, you attempt to step away. Eridan’s hands hold tight on the collar.

“You don’t have to!“ you squeak. You think your face might permanently end up flushed if you keep this up. If Eridan keeps being like this.

“I knoww.” He responds, a dreamy look on his face. “I wwant to though. I’vve dreamed about this so long.” He pauses, before hastily adding, with an embarassed laugh: “In. Y’noww in a pale wway. Not like that! Not that I’m opposed to vacillation, if you wwant-“

The topic is headed from embarrassing to mortifying. Like the trolley conductor scrambling to only hit the man, you act in haste.

You stand on the tips of your bare feet and grab the front of his shirt, pulling him downwards. He abides, seemingly more in confusion than anything else.

You lean forward and press a soft kiss to his forehead.

“I know, dumbass.”

Your feet plop back against the floor and your hold on Eridan’s shirt is released. He stays bent over for a few moments, apparently in shock.

You take the opportunity to undo a few buttons on his shirt, because this pale nonsense can go both ways, dammit.

His attention snaps back into your orbit, eyes searching yours with a burning intensity.

He promptly lifts you up around the waist and kisses you on the mouth.

Time seems to stand still, like in a movie. You stare, shocked, at his eyelids and wonder why romcom protagonists always made flutterbeasts in the stomach sound so pleasant.

There’s a vague panic building in the back of your thinkpan, but it’s increasingly difficult to focus on. Legs hanging limp, your eyelids fall shut, gravity working towards the perfect shot of romance.

The only thing you can concentrate on is the feeling of Eridan’s lips, cold on yours. A tingle sparks down your helpless spine, an uncontrolled point of clarity in the haze.

Eridan’s lips travel downwards, from the corner of your mouth to your cheekbone.

Panic at the increasing proximity of his pointed teeth to your neck is absent, but you’re too caught up in the fog of whatever is happening to dwell on it‍.

You remember with clarity the feeling of Eridan’s lips on your jugular, the skin glazed violet from a dart of his tongue.

Eridan’s thumbs press gently at the soft space between your hips and gills.

You gasp, and your limbs attempt to curl up, pushing through the air before collapsing limply.

Eridan breaks the kiss. He’s lowering himself, and now you’re in his lap, too dizzy to be panicked, too aware to be calm.

Eridan’s murmuring something, but you’re too lost in your thinkpan for the better part of you to understand the words

He says something else, a question, and the bit of you that manages to skim a meaning clumsily raises your arms, half guided by Eridan’s hands. You barely notice. Whatever’s going on outside is lost on you; you’re stranded in the flood of your thinkpan, leadenly grasping towards the surface.

You remain trying to sort through the fog in your mind with a clumsy hand. When you finally manage to fully open your eyes* and focus on the churning water in front of you, Eridan has slipped off your shirt and pants. You’re sitting at the edge of the water, propped up against Eridan’s palms.

“Hey Kar.” Eridan says casually when he sees your eyes* open.

He’s shedded his thick, sign-emblazened vest, and you can see the grey of his skin through the wet undershirt.

“Can you sit on your owwn?” He asks.

You take a moment to process the question and remember how to move your lips to answer it. It takes another moment to fight back the feeling of vomit rising in your throat.

“I think so.”

He tentatively loosens the grip of his hands on your shoulders. You sway before shakily righting yourself.

He nods, and gestures shamelessly at your hips. “Just take those off and then get in. Test the wwater wwith your toes first. I tried to get the right temperature for you, but…”

“It’s not like you would know.” You finish for him. Your voice sounds hollow in your ears. If you strain, you swear you can hear the words lingering, echoing constantly off the marble.

“Yeah. I figured you’d want it hot, since you are, but noww wwith your gills…”

You know now that he’s tallying your features in his thinkpan, assessing them. Hot- lowblood. Small- lowblood. Weak- lowblood. Gills- highblood.

Doing that is just multiplying by zero, you figure. Any aspect of a mutant is just a shitty part of an even shittier traitorous whole, according to the masses of troll kind, the universe, and any godly entities spitting on the expanses of creation.

Eridan is so dumb sometimes. Dumb and soft and decent and you don’t think you’ll ever be able to crack why he’s wasting it all on you.

You can’t crack why it’s making you want to retch all over the marble floor either. You feel a deep itching, under the skin, accompanied by a new, unfamiliar flavor of shame. It joins the horde, you figure.

“I”m not complaining!” Eridan adds plaintively. “I love your gills, I just- I didn’t know.” He seems disconcerted by the idea. His posture hardens the slightest bit, his shoulders squaring.

You watch him nervously. In your rush to process his emotions before he does, you lean forward slightly. Your toe dips into the water without your volition. It’s hot, but not any more than showers in a hive without a water cooling system.

You drop into the water noisily, feeling the heat surround you up to your shoulders. You wait for it to scald you, but the heat is smooth and gentle. The nervous, itching feeling in your thinkpan and under your skin intensifies.

A shock of cold grazes your shoulder. You open your eyes, reluctantly, to see Eridan’s slightly concerned face swimming in your vision.

“You alright, Kar?” He asks.

“What the hell was that?” you blurt out, before you lose the nerve.

“You just got in kind of suddenly-“ Eridan begins, apparently mollified by your crass response.

Your dull claws make contact with your temple. “No”, you interrupt, feeling increasingly nervous for no logical reason. “What was that? With the kissing.” You swallow a lump in your throat. “You kissing me and all that shit.”

Eridan looks a little affronted. “I’m your morail, I have the fuckin right-“ He pauses and seems to deliberate for a moment. When he speaks again, his voice is softer consoling, his eyes creased affectionately.

“Sorry, I just. I felt like wwe wwere being interfered wwith. In my blood. Y’noww.” You don’t have any idea what he’s fucking talking about. You nod slightly anyway, just glad he’s not angry.

Eridan grabs a few bottles from the nearest shelf, pausing to scan the labels. He squints at you and back to the array of bottles.

“Does your hair get oily?” He asks as he pulls down a soft-looking violet cloth.

“What? I mean, sure, but why did yo-“

“Nevermind!” Eridan interupts, sliding one of the bottles back onto the shelf with a rattle. “I like howw it is noww. So fucking soft. Kar, you’re such a pale-stud, I cannot believe-“

“Eridan, why did you-“ you swallow. “Why’d you trigger my-“ You can’t look at him or you’ll be reminded he’s terrifying and lose the nerve. Your claws are particularly fascinating all of a sudden. “Why did you make me helpless like that?”

You glance upwards. Eridan has paused, smiling. He laughs a little and flashes over to you, quick as lightning.

His fingers graze your face. You duck, try to flinch away, but he locks his hand under your cheekbone and holds you still. He’s still smiling like he’s just heard the funniest joke in the empire.

He paps you a little with your free hand and you hate how good it feels, how you can’t help relaxing a little under his claws.

“That’s wwhy!” He says, tapping your nose. “You’re getting yourself all wworked up, I’m just helping you relax.”

“Also,” he continues, drawing himself closer to you, “you’re so fuckin pitiable sometimes I can’t help myself.”

He kisses you on the forehead, trailing down your face. You’re petrified- this is so much worse when you know it’s coming.

For a moment, the only noise is the soft bubbling of the water and your shallow, terrified breaths.

“Let’s just finish getting cleaned up and go to coon, alright?” He whispers, his tone coddling. He pulls away from your face to look you in the eyes. His hands pull away from your face.

You feel an exhalation of relief course through your body.

@actuallysylveon no I will not “write more than 300 words at a time” yes I posted cringe yes I will lose subscriber

[fandom-addicts-yeah]

Could we have an romantic Eridan X Mermaid! Reader Fic, Where Eridan is at a beach (swimming, sunbathing, whatever the heck) and he sees the reader, sunbathing on a rock formation? Maybe the reader not only has a fish tail, but has another fish like feature as well, like prettyful fins for ears or something like that~

That’s an interesting idea

Well first let’s go through the basics:

Y/N - your name

F/C- favorite color 

H/C- hair color

H/L- hair length

Also keep in mind that it contains a few curse words and I will also change the point of view, I hope you like it!

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Eridan’s POV

       I am dragged at a beach bymy friend Feferi, in all honesty I don’t want to be here. People are too loud,the sun is burning my skin and the water is fucking cold. Fef on the other handis really excited about it ‘Oh c’mon, Eridan, loosen up, it’s not thatbad! I’m always having fun at the beach! You can have fun too!’ she said with ahappy, sort of stupid, smile on her face. ‘I highly doubt it, Fef! There’snothing here that I might possibly like!’ I am very skeptical about the wholesituation, she invited me at the beach before, I don’t understand why I agreedthis time, I have a really bad feeling when I’m around the ocean, even thoughI’m a good swimmer. ‘Whatever, Eridan, just get in the damnwater!’. ‘Fiiiine!’

       I got in the water, but I’mstill not moving ‘Eridan, what are you doing? Start swimmingalready.’ ‘No wway Fef, I’m in the wwater but I wwon’t swwimm!’ ‘Ohreally?’. Before I could respond with anything, she dived under water anddragged me by the foot with her. I look around and I see her holding herbreath, looking like she wanted to giggle. I glare at her and start moving inthe direction of the surface, since she dragged me pretty far under water. Iwas close but at that moment I saw something moving in the corner of my eye. I lookedback but Feferi wasn’t there, she was already at the surface. The motion kepton happening around me, the figure swimming like they had superpowers. Idecided to follow it.

       After a few minutes Ifollowed the figure to the surface. I could still see the beach from where Iwas so I wasn’t exactly in danger. I looked around then I saw a pretty bigrock, and someone seemed to be sitting on it? I got closer to the rock and thenI saw them. They had a fish like long (F/C) tail and (H/L) (H/C)hair. But what I immediately noticed for some reason were their fins, that wereplaced instead of ears and were tinted a little (F/C), like their whole body.

Reader POV

      The warm breeze is touching mycold, wet skin nicely. After I had to run away from those humans I needed abreak, I mean, I was almost noticed, lucky for me I have the mermaid powers.Unfortunately, I detected someone swimming in my direction. As quick as Icould, I jumped off the rock and hid behind it.

       The figure keeps gettingcloser, until I can see him clearly, a human. I stare at him in awe. I’vewatched humans for years, they seem fascinating, but I’ve never seen one soclose to me. I wanted to communicate with him, but unfortunately I realized hewas struggling to hold his breath. Being truly aware of the danger that I’mputting my species in, I still grabbed his hand and dragged him to the surface.

       Once we reached thesurface, he caught his breath, then looked at me with a shocked and mesmerizedexpression that made me slightly giggle. Looking straight into his eyes, Iopened my mouth to say something but I was cut off by him saying ‘Y-YOU’REREAL AND… and you’re gorgeous’ the compliment flattered me, but I know forsure that I have to leave, we are not allowed to see each other nor speak witheach other in any way, we’ve hiding for thousands of years, and in a fewminutes, I managed to ruin that.

       Trying not to be rude, Ikindly smiled then tried to leave. He noticed my movements and realized thatI’m trying to leave, so he grabbed my upper arm and said ‘wwait, I wwantto talk wwith you more. I can’t believe you’re real! Wwait, can you talk?’. Hewanted to keep asking questions, but I raised my hand in front of him to shuthim up, then said ‘y-yes I can talk’ my voice was a little rusty, I’m usedto talking underwater, but not on the surface ‘I’m (Y/N). And who mightyou be, human?’. I looked in his purple-ish eyes waiting for an answer. Herealized he was sort of staring so he shook his head and spoke ‘I’m Eridan.’he said that so softly that it was hard to hear. Silence followed, and I usedit to take a closer look at him. He doesn’t have fins nor a tail. He has two…feet? I believe human call them. I wonder how can humans swim with them, theyare not made for that, but most humans still weren’t drowning.

       After a while of staring athim I looked straight at his face and said ‘I think we should go sit onthe rock, you’re a human after all, and I honestly don’t want you to diebecause of me.’ He didn’t respond but he nodded and followed me to the rock. Weboth sat there. I looked at the beach, it was visible from that point. I deeplysighed then said to him ‘So you live there huh?’ He looked at me andmurmured a ‘yes’ under his breath. ‘Is it nice? I mean to me it lookslike you have more freedom than I do.’ He looked at me then said with aconfused and at the same time amused face ‘More freedom? The ocean is wwaybigger than the land. You havve more to explore than wwe do.’ Thinking aboutit, he’s right, the ocean is way bigger than the land, but mermaids have a lotof rules that should be followed, and right now, I was breaking at least ten.My face must have showed concern for a second there without me realizing, ‘causehe looked at me with a soft, wandering expression.

       I don’t want theconversation to be awkward so I guess it’s time to fix it.’So, you can swimwith your “feet” I see. I’m surprised. They obviously not made forswimming.’ He looked at me with… actually glared at me, in a sort of way thatactually showed a little bit of pride ‘Maybe they are not made forswwimming, but they are still functional. But not all human can swwimm, I canbecause I’m awwesome’. That statement made me laugh a little, thing thatutterly irritated him. ‘Wwhat the fuck are you laughingat?!’ ‘Nothing, nothing. You just seem to be very very confident’. At thataffirmation his expression softened and he sighed ‘I don’t knoww ifconfidence is the right wword, but thank you for the… compliment?’. Thatintrigued me for some reason, I wanted to know more about this human, maybe hehad the same struggles like me, and maybe he is ignored and isolated from hissociety because of his dreams as well. I looked at him and said softly ‘I knowwe just met and all, but you can talk to me, I mean I don’t have anyone to tellanything to, so we might as well keep each other’s company while we are here.’He looked at me and sort of smiled but for a quick second.

~~~~~Time skip~~~~~

Reader POV

      We talked ‘till the sun wentdown completely. I found out about his friends that usually called him annoyingand ignore him, about the fact that he’s lonely even though he tried to getcloser to people, about how he can be temperamental at times. Over all, heseemed like a nice human, the nicest one by far. He was sort of kind with me,we shared the same problems and issues, and he also looked good.

       Unfortunately for both ofus, it was time for him to leave so I did what I thought was best, consideringthe fact that I might never see him again, thought that made me really sad. Helooked at me then said ‘I’m really sorry but I have to go. I honestlywwish I could stay. You truly understand me but…’ I motioned for him to stoprambling and look at me ‘ I understand, we technically aren’t even allowedto talk, so you don’t have to excuse yourself. Just promise me two things’ henodded so I went on ‘one, don’t tell anyone about our existence’ he noddedagain ‘and two… n-never forget me, cause I will never forget you…’ andwith that, without giving him time to respond I softly kissed his cheek andjumped in the water, leaving a blushing Eridan behind.

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I hope you enjoyed it! :P

~ Mod Ale