#eric king x reader

[ally-writes-many-things]

House of Ashes Masterlist

Jason Kolchek

🌶️ All my House of Ashes are 18+. Minors DNI

Sickness

You're A Father P1

You're A Father P2

You're A Father P3

Youre A Father P4

Patch Job 18+

I saw you die

Tells P1

Tells P2

Tells P3

Tells P4

Tells P5

Tells P6

Tells P7

Tells P8

Tells P9

Tells P10

Tells P11

Protection

Tiredness

I got you

Promises P1

Promises P2

Promises P3

Promises P4

Promises P5

Promises P6

Promises P7

Promises P8

Where I begin P1

Where I begin P2

Where I begin P3

Where I begin P4

Where I begin P5

Where I begin P6

Where I begin P7

Eric King

Heh, always loyal, huh? P1

Heh, always loyal, huh? P2

Heh, always loyal, huh? P3

Heh, always loyal, huh? P4

Heh, always loyal, huh? P5

Deserving P1

Deserving P2

Deserving P3

Deserving P4

Deserving P5

More In Love

[alessiathepirate]

The Dark Pictures Anthology: House of Ashes

RING: Eric King x fem!reader

Summary: The Colonel isn't wearing his ring anymore - she wants to know why.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

This story has been in my drafts since December, because for some reason I couldn't find the motivation to finish it. Now it's finally done, and it's my gift to all the people out there who still think about Eric King and House of Ashes - like I do.

Warnings: nothing, just pure fluff

•••

She didn't know when the sudden change happened - not for sure. The only thing she noticed was that last week Eric King was still wearing his wedding ring on a necklace around his neck, but this week it wasn't there. It was missing. No necklace, no ring.

If she wanted to be honest curiousity was slowly eating her away, but she didn't dare to ask the reason for this change. She wanted to and she knew she could calmly ask, because Eric wasn't a man driven by anger. It was just the timing... There wasn't a single moment this week when she could make some small talk with the man and then ask the reason for the missing jewellery.

After Caelus' success came the fuss around the briefing what was about to take place in Camp Slayer a former palace in Iraq. And of course the success made the man happier than ever - and he deserved to be happy, because he was working on the software for years. Therefore it really wasn't the right moment to go and snoop around. The briefing on the other hand made him nervous, but after he made sure she'll be the one to accompany him to Iraq, he seemed to calm down a bit.

Her relationship with the Colonel was not the kind others would expect from the two of them. Their friendship was too close and unprofessional from time to time to be fully accepted - and the military men and women seemed to think she was just trying to climb up higher through the Colonel. So because of that they were professional whenever others were around, but when they were able to get a few minutes for themselves they were happy to call the other by their first name and talk about whatever they wanted to.

When the day to go to Camp Slayer came, they were alone in Eric's office to get everything they'll need. There was still half an hour left until departure so they were looking around the room calmly, not wanting to leave anything important behind.

Now that she was alone with the man she couldn't keep her curiousity to herself. Her palm was itching to know the truth and her throat felt dry as she kept herself back from talking.

"You don't wear your ring anymore." the sentence came out of her mouth before she could stop herself.

"I'm sorry?" Eric asked as he turned around to look at her.

"I'm sorry if it's too personal, but- I noticed that you don't wear the necklace with the- you know, ring on it." she tried to avoid his gaze, but he made sure she looked at him as he walked towards her.

"Yes, I thought it was time to get rid of it."

She looked him in the eye with confusion on her face. "But why?"

"You know about my relationship with Rachel. You know how it is and how rocky it has become." he explained. "I thought it was about time to really put an end to it."

She looked up at him to examine his features, but the attempt was unsuccessful. She completely froze and her mind was trying to answer the question why - why now? -, so she was unable to process what she was seeing.

Did they talk about it? Did he find someone else?

Her heart slightly ached at the thought. He didn't say anything about meeting someone or getting close to someone. They were friends, weren't they? He would have told her, right?

"I see." she said after a while not daring to ask around more, afraid that she'll get an answer what will hurt her deeply.

"I didn't think you'd notice."

"Why wouldn't I?" she asked with a confused expression. "I know you well."

"Yeah, you do."

The silence sat in again and she put a few important documents in Eric's briefcase. As she rearranged the remaining papers on his desk, she noticed that he didn't get back to work.

"Are we ready to go?" she asked and looked up at him again.

"I think we'll get a divorce. Rachel and I." he started, finding his strength to get everything he wanted to say off of his chest.

"Right, that explains the ring I guess."

"Not exactly. I think I found someone who helped me get through Rachel and the accident and-"

"Oh." she looked away from him, doing her best to process what he was saying.

He found someone else. Someone he didn't tell her about. Someone she didn't know. For a moment she had to think about what hurt more: that he found a love interest or that he didn't tell her about it?

Eric has always been her anchor and she was sure he felt the same about her. Even when things got hard to get through, they still had the other to lighten the mood or to say something funny (or in his case - nerdy) what made the sadness in the air disappear. They were great together - great friends, great soldiers... So why can't he be honest with her?

"Well, I'm happy you found someone Colonel."

"- and I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me after we come back from the briefing and after we solve everything with Rachel."

Now that was something new and unexpected.

She blinked a few times, trying to process what he just said. Dating? They'll go on a date? They think about the other as something more?

She thought about all the times they spent together, about all the times her friends teased her about the Colonel - maybe they do have something more than pure friendship.

"A date?" she asked and a smiled formed on her face.

She was about to continue, but there was a knock on the door.

"Colonel? Are you ready to go? The chopper is here."

"I'll be out in a moment. Thank you."

Getting back to reality was harsh. She didn't want to go, she wanted to continue this conversation, she wanted to quickly finish the briefing so they can finally go out on that date.

"We should go." Eric said, his voice full of disappointment.

She didn't like how he sounded. She didn't like how his smile disappeared and how his shoulders seemed tense.

"I'd love to." she said quickly. "I'd love to go out on that date- if it's okay..."

"After the briefing?" he asked, not letting her finish what her inner insecurities wanted her to say.

"Sure, after the briefing. And after you and Rachel sorted things out."

Before leaving the room, Eric gently put his hands on her shoulders and pressed a kiss to her forehead. It was careful and unsure, but it was a great promise.

A promise she hoped he won't break.

[take-it-on-the-run]

I need a guy that I love more than the fictional ones. Until then I will remain pining over non-existent men on Tumblr.

[charlotteking23]

Masterlist

F1

Max Verstappen 💙

The Aristocats

Date Night Drives

Secret's Out

Lost Paddock Pass

I Am Not Pregnant

Bouquet Toss

My Makeup Tester

Target Curbside

Drunken Loyalty

Such a Tease

Money, money, money

How To Make Your Girl Happy

Chasing Shadows

Best Birthday Ever

Max Verstappen Series 💙

The Lion's Lamb - Aesthetics

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.1

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.2

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.3

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.4

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.5

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.6

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.7

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.8

The Lion's Lamb - Ch.9

Lando Norris🧡

Pet Names Bro

No Fool

Take Out The Trash Bag

The Times You Have Pranked Lando

Baby Wife

Charles Leclerc❤

Sassy Charles

Batmom one-shots

Villain's Debut

A Fairytale come true

Sooooo...I am a witch

Little Bruce

Forgotten Lunch

You're Still in my Heart

What Happened

Family Game Night

Nicknames

Eric Coulter Divergent

Cara Mia

My Pain

Not Ashamed

Eric's as a husband and father

Love you Like I do

Eric Headcanons

He's not that Bad

Obsessed with you

Monster High

Cleo de Nile x Duece Gorgon x plus-sized reader!

Descendants

Ben x Daughter of Scar! reader

Ben Headcanons

Carlos De Vil x villian! reader headcanons

Jealousy (Ben x reader)

Chat Noir

Chat Noir Headcanons

Chat Ate Catnip!?

Love? What is Love? ( Claw Noir)

Percy Jackson ( TV series)

First Time ( Grover Underwood)

[writing-fanics]

The Little Mermaid Masterlist

• prince eric •

written in the stars

under the stars

to travel the uncharted waters

my little mermaid

obvious but not to them

in a relationship with Eric (Headcannon)

wild uncharted waters (series)

eric as a father (headcanon)

all i ever wanted

his life begins and mine ends

fallen overboard

baby on the loose

fish outta water {series}

kidnapped by pirates (coming soon)

almost lost you (coming soon)

comfort (coming soon)

after marriage (coming soon)

Happy Birthday Y/n! I can't swim (coming soon) not actual title but I couldn't help myself

[mvltisstuff]

bring me to life - p.e

summary: when ursula possesses y/n to make her try and trap ariel, eric knows somethings off.

prince eric x reader

a/n: this is so humbling but he’s actually the finest man i’ve ever seen

the day ariel sacrificed her voice for legs, it was bound to go to hell. the only thing she wanted in life was to be with the humans, sick of being confined to the ocean. the deal she made with ursula is that she needed approval from the royals in three days. she begged to understand their world, and after she met y/n and eric, she fell in love with the above world.

they were the most gracious and accepting people on the island. they strolled around with her, y/n helping her get dressed and ready, and eric showing her his collections. she never knew that the love from land was so strong until she spent the days with them.

eric glowed around y/n, ariel noticing the bright beam on his face when she came around. he talked about her like an angel, or someone from another perfect universe. ariel knew the look in his eyes, the one of full of mesmerize. ariel quickly found out that it was very mutual, y/n being so fond of eric. her love for him was stronger than the waves, and ariel knew it.

toward the end of the second day, y/n was running around the castle with eric, fooling around with ariel before being scolded by grimsby. most nights, y/n and eric go to bed together, falling asleep as he holds her. tonight was different. the air was stiff, making y/n’s anxiety peak. she decided to take a walk down to the beach to hear the waves and see the water, hopefully calming her down. the ocean was calm from the night winds, but as she sat on the rocks, it started getting harsher. the wind was blowing her hair around, as well as causing the waves to crash around her.

ursula knew the exact weak point in eric and in ariel. meeting y/n and taking her as a friend made her a perfect target to destroy ariel’s life. for eric, y/n’s the most loved. every part of her and her mind is completely admired by eric. ursula knows they’ll listen to y/n, doubting themselves too much. so, if she could convince y/n that ariel isn’t good enough, maybe she had a shot.

“oh, child,” the eerie voice rolls through the water, making y/n move her head around trying to spot it. “a sleepless night?”

“w-who are you?” she questions, stepping away from the rock, leaving only her feet in the wet sand. she’s fully alarmed by the sight in front of her. she’s never seen something like this, leaving cold chills down her spine.

“you’ve never heard of the sea witch?” y/n nervously shakes her head naively. “it means you should listen to me, sweetheart.”

y/n’s hands remain at her side, playing with the seams of her dress. her breathing deepens, coming out more sharp in panic of the creature in front of her.

“that little ariel,” ursula begins. “is no good for this world. and i need your help to bring her back to me.”

“i can’t,” y/n whispers as she walks back further. “i can’t help you.”

“i know you can,” ursula puts her hand out and y/n cringes at the noises of her tentacles on the sand.

the sounds of y/n’s quick breaths and the swishing of ursula’s many arms has become the only thing on the beach. “n-no, no,” y/n demands. “i won’t do this.”

“fine, then!” ursula sighs. as y/n attempts to run away, hurrying out of ursula’s sight, her tentacles grip onto her sides, pulling her closer. y/n tries to yank them off, but they stick to her dress and her skin like hot glue. the air gets tighter around her, using every ounce of energy to escape the grasp of the sea witch. “i’ll just have to make you.”

the words makes y/n’s mind freeze, placing horror into her mind. she thinks about eric, wishing he were here to save her. it was too late, he was out cold in their bed, where they should be together. she knew no one was coming to save her. before she knew it, ursula cracked open a bottle, the smokey substance inside fading into y/n as she breathed it in. her irises flicked between hues of purple from ursula’s spell before returning back to the normal color. ursula knew she must leave, so y/n was left on the sand, marks on her dress as she lay on the cold ground of the beach, unconscious.

eric wakes in the morning early, prepared to explore more with y/n and collect more treasures. he rolls over to place his hand on her, but it only sinks down and he is confronted with the empty bed sheets. he immediately gets up, putting on the normal clothes as he heads downstairs to look for his love.

“grimsby!” he shouts. “have you seen y/n?”

“no, i haven’t. was she not in bed?”

“maybe she went out to the villages with ariel?”

“ariel’s upstairs, sire,” grimsby informs. eric starts to get more fearful, anything could have happened to her. his life dream used to be to explore the ocean, but now it’s just to keep y/n safe. as long as she’s with him, he’s happy. if anyone ever attempted to hurt her, there would be a new version of himself.

he walked the streets and halls of the castle with no sight of y/n. he stormed through the rooms, requesting help from guards and anyone who was free to search. every single time that anyone came back to say she wasn’t found, his heart broke off a piece.

he decided to roam down to the beaches, just in case she had made her way down here and forgotten to say something. when he spotted a bundle of soft hair, the same color as y/n’s, he sprinted over and fell on his knees in the sand.

“y/n?” he asks, placing his hands on her cheeks to straighten her head. “hey, y/n!”

her eyes flutter open, and eric immediately catches on. she doesn’t seem disoriented, she doesn’t seem alarmed. she’s different. her eyes are darkened and her expression seems uncanny. eric shivers at the look of her, he knows somethings wrong than just a fall on the beach. “are you alright, darling?”

“i’m fine,” she replies. “where’s red?”

y/n walks through the castle, leaving chaos and destruction in her path. she’s messed up the organization, and touching everything she sees. she does it with a smirk on her face as well, knowing exactly the plan.

in her head, only ursula stands, controlling her words and thoughts as y/n feels barricaded. she feels like she’s in a prison of her own mind, not being able to escape and work for herself. it’s like she’s become a puppet of the sea, saying and doing what the monsters please.

there was a party in honor of eric tonight, the queen just being thrilled that he’s home safe. it was also a way to welcome ariel to their customs, and help her get settled into the community. she hadn’t gotten her answer if she was fully accepted yet, but that wasn’t enough for ursula. if ariel wasn’t hers at the end of this, she might just have to take y/n. it’s hard work to make a bad impression of someone so genuine like ariel.

y/n walks into the party, dressed in a slim corset and purple dress as she walks onto the outdoor floor. she looks at ariel, with a toothy smirk on her face. eric spots her, making note of y/n’s watery eyes and red cheeks. somethings terribly wrong with y/n, and he doesn’t know how to save her from it.

“your majesty,” y/n says to the queen. “i need to have a word with you.”

“of course, y/n,” she places a hand on her shoulder, walking over to a corner as eric follows behind them.

“i believe that girl is not safe for this island. all the destruction and disrespect in this castle is a result of her,” eric walks in, overhearing y/n’s words and being confused. she adored ariel, and there was no way she was saying this alone.

“mother-” eric speaks, his mother putting up her hand to him. even the queen can notice something wrong with y/n’s demeanor. her features are sharper, leaving a more intimidating look to her. normally, she looks sweet and welcoming, but now she’s started to look mischievous.

“y/n, im sure it is a misunderstanding what’s happened, but- y/n, miss?”

y/n’s eyes are glued on the orange skies, looking at the sun sinking closer to the horizon. her face glows a golden tint from the light and she moves to look at the ocean. eric grabs her hand, but she swipes it away and walks past everyone. ariel has a frightened look on her face, thinking of how to save herself from scrutiny. unfortunately, as the sun dips below the line between the ocean and the sky, ariel stumbles to the floor as eric scurries to help her up.

“you’re too late!” y/n cries, smiling but also with tears. she runs over to ariel, grabbing onto her arms and yanking her off the ground. they struggle over to the balcony before ursula pops up, grabbing the two girls and diving into the water.

eric watches as his friend and his sweet girlfriend fall into the water. he’s taken aback by the tail revealed, but he needs y/n to be safe first. he got in his boat and rowed out to sea, impacting with the sharp waves and abruptness. he spotted ursula with ariel and triton under the surface, but no y/n. he panics, turning into fight mode as he tries to impale ursula with a sword. he just grazes her, just angering the creature as she sends her eels up to him. even as he’s actually attacked, he just wants to find y/n before anything else.

the battle with ursula felt like a scene from a movie. it was like it lasted days, painful, exhausting days of torment from the witch. even after he swam up to shore, y/n was nowhere to be found.

“get a boat!” eric pants. “we need to find y/n, i need to find her.”

“eric,” the queen says.

“mother, i need her-“

“relax, first, eric. we will find her. we have people out already looking for her,” she tries to comfort her son who’s in the water, discombobulated from all he’s been through today. he stared at the water, remaining on shore but still lost at sea. y/n could be anywhere and it’s out of his control.

with every last morsel of strength y/n had left, she managed to force herself to swim to shore. she lay on the hot sand, absorbing the cold water from her hair and her dress. her eyes felt like she was looking through a dirty eyeglass, the ache in her head blurring her vision. her head had one too many impacts, leaving her with a thumping pain. once she landed there, rolling onto her back to let the sun beat on her face, she couldn’t make herself stand. her muscles were overworked and weary. the warmth of the sun encapsulated her body, leaving her to dry from the soak of the sea.

eric stormed through the beaches, despite the complaints from the queen. he wasn’t going to let her escape him again and be taken. she was just an innocent person, someone who didn’t deserve the wrath of ursula.

ariel herself felt scared. she never was able to experience the same emotions as humans, until she connected with y/n. she knew ursula too well to miss her tricks. y/n would have never done that to her under any circumstance. she admired y/n on the island. ariel had discovered the disappearance of y/n, and took matters into her own hands. she explored the oceans anywhere that she could’ve fallen to, but she eventually washed up to a small island, too far from the shore of eric’s island.

she could see the floating of y/n’s dress in the high tide. she saw the swishes of hair on the ground, covered in grains of sand. she rapidly flipped her fins, pushing herself onto the sand to grab onto y/n. she swam with the unconscious body quickly to the shore of the main island, leaving her on the dry land as she returned back to the waves.

even as time passed, eric was still searching frantically, looking like a lunatic on the beaches. he didn’t stop until he was forced to by his mother, succumbing to her orders to get back in the castle. he was observed and checked out in the medical wing to make sure he wasn’t hurt too severely.

he heard shuffling in the halls, the passing of guards and orders. “alert the prince,” one says, making eric’s head perk up. it wasn’t until grimsby whipped the door open, walking in to greet eric.

“sire,” he pants. “we’ve found y/n.”

eric stands up, his face falling straight as he swiftly moved down the hallways. his footsteps ricochet through the tall passages, skipping up the stairs and seeing y/n in a small bed. her hair was tied back with a white bandage wrapped around her head.

he pauses, taking in the sight of his one and only, vulnerable and hurt on the bed. his chest rises and sinks in long breaths. he doesn’t know if he can handle looking at her sleeping body, she looks too peaceful for him to be comfortable.

as the servants cleared out of the room, eric sat beside her on the bed. he grabbed her hand as she fluttered awake, stretching her body out with a grimace on her face. “eric?”

“yes,” he whispers. “i’m here, it’s alright.”

“i don’t understand what happened, it was all so fast and then ariel-“

“shh, you’re going to be ok now,” he reassures her, running a hand on her cheek.

“but where is ariel? she dropped me off on the shoreline and i didn’t see her again,” y/n questions, fearing for her friend. when she looks behind eric, she hears a soft, gracious knock on the doors as ariel steps in in her blue dress. she has a dim smile on her lips as y/n tells her. “come in, please, ariel.”

she steps into the room, looking around at the mysterious objects in this part of the castle. the couple smiles at the curious girl until she makes her way over to y/n on the bed. “i found you on an island on the outland. it was further from the shipwreck than we were.”

“thank you,” y/n smiles, grabbing ariel’s hand and placing her other one on top of them. she looks around, her expression changing to confusion. “i guess i’ll address the problem in the room. your legs have returned.”

“my father gave me the gift of staying here with you. i’m meant to be on land, and i’ve finally been heard. i couldn’t have done any of this without you. you showed me kindness and never once treated me like i was unordinary, even though i am.”

“you don’t need to ask for respect around here,” y/n says. ariel thanks her one last time, before moving out of the room.

“you have no idea how happy i am that you’re alright,” eric remarks, shuffling closer to y/n’s body. “i was so scared i lost you.”

“i know,” y/n replies. “but you’ll never lose me, eric.” he leans forward, placing a sweet kiss on her lips as a token of gratitude.

“we’re meant to be together until the sky falls, my love.”

[supercap2319]

"Y/N, going on land is dangerous. Interaction with land people is forbidden." Mala said.

"You know how Father feels about those barbarians." Karina said.

"They're not barbarians. Land people are actually pretty amazing. Eric has the most beautiful blue eyes ever. And the way he walks on those funny looking things is so adorable." Y/N said.

"You shouldn't trust that human, Y/N. He could be a bad land person." Perla said.

[amaretigris]

Prince Eric & Jonah Hauer-King Masterlist

Prince Eric

Mermaid Tears Angst & fluff

A Very Unprincely Honeymoon Fluff & smut

Fish in the Sea Angst & smut

Too Long Pure smut

I Still Get Jealous Angst & smut

Everything Angst & fluff

Pampered Filthy smut

Waves Pure fluff

Waves Part 2 Fluff & smut

Yearning Angst & fluff

Scenery Angst, fluff, & smut

My Little Mermaid Pure fluff

Friction Series Angst, smut, & fluff

Getaway Series Angst & fluff

The Sea Witch's Curse Series Angst, fluff, & smut

Toe the Line Series Fluff

Jonah Hauer-King

Being with Jonah Hauer-King Fluff & smut

The Lure Pure smut

Pregnancy Reveal Imagine Angst & fluff

Sexting with Jonah Hauer-King Pure smut

Sexting Part 2 Pure smut

Comfort Imagine with Jonah Hauer-King Pure fluff

Near Perfection Pure fluff

Adulation Smut implied

Adulation Part 2 Pure smut

Waking Up with Jonah Fluff & smut implied

Sunshine Pure fluff

Gravity Fluff & angst

The Long Game Angst & smut implied

A New Adventure Angst & fluff

All In Fluff & smut suggestion

Trick Shot Pure smut

Dreamy Angst & fluff

Dreamy Part 2 Pure fluff

Motion Picture Pure smut

An Ancient Attraction Series Angst & fluff

Camping Series Fluff, smut, & angst

Crater Series Angst, fluff, & smut

Developpe Series Angst, fluff, & smut

Knock-down, Drag-out Series Angst, fluff, & smut

The Possibility of You Series Angst, fluff, & smut

[simpforboys]

the lack of prince eric fics is sickening… LOOK AT HIM!! LOOK AT HIM!!

[therealmsdelulu]

The 2 times Eric realized he loved you and the 1 time he told you.

Summary: Basically the title. The two times that Eric realized he loved the reader and the one time he finally admitted it.

Prince Eric Masterlist

THE FIRST TIME

You and Eric were on the beach near the shoreline. Lying down on the sand looking up at the stars, Eric showing you the constellations, you listening attentively.

"They're so beautiful," You said admiring the stars resting your hands on your stomach.

"They are, aren't they," he agreed but what you didn't know was he wasn't looking at the stars, he was too busy looking at you. You looked over at him, only to find him already looking at you, embarrassed he smiled at you shyly before looking back up at the stars.

You reached out to grab his hand intertwining your fingers with his. He looked over at you and smiled shyly before holding your hand tighter.

THE SECOND TIME

You and Eric were in his study. He was showing you some of the artifacts he brought back from his most recent voyage. Picking up a conch shell you brought it to your mouth and blew into it, making a clear and precise sound.

"Where'd you learn how to do that?" he asked smiling at you brightly.

"A magician never tells their secrets," you claimed smirking at him.

"Well good thing you're not a magician," he remarked taking the conch shell into his own hands. "Show me, please?" he begged.

"Alright fine," you rolled your eyes sarcastically. Deep known you were happy to help him. You put your hands over his showing him how to hold the shell. "Alright watch closely," you pointed at him sternly.

"Yes ma'am," he replied looking at you attentively. You puckered your lips slightly and blew, the Prince trying his best to replicate your actions but it was a little bit difficult when the only thing he could think about was how ridiculously cute you looked.

"Alright I think I got it," the prince claimed confidently. He put the conch shell up to his mouth and blew into it making the most horrible sound you've ever heard. The two of you looked at each other and immediately burst into a fit of laughter.

He looked into your eyes and you returned the gaze making a long moment of eye contact. You smiled at him softly before looking away flustered.

THE THIRD TIME

You and Eric were out at the village festival. Stopping by multiple merchant tables the Prince buying you pretty much everything you even glanced at.

"Eric stop it!" you laughed lightly at him as he bought you another bracelet. "We did not come here so that you could spend all your money on me."

"Hey, what's wrong with wanting to spoil my best friend every once in a while," he asked defensively.

“A lot actually,” you told him, “because I’m broke and I’m not going to be able to pay you back,” He shoved you gently in the shoulder as you two walked to another merchant table.

“You don’t have to pay me back Y/N,” he insisted as you two walked around. You suddenly heard music and grabbed Eric’s hand dragging him towards it. “Where are we going?” he asked as you dragged him.

“To dance,” you said. You watched for a few seconds in order to get the rythm down and suddenly joined in. Eric watching you in amazement as you danced along with several children.

He found himself being entranced by your smooth movements. He watched you carefully but his gazing was soon interrupted when you grabbed him and forced him to dance along with you.

He placed one hand on your waist and the other took your hand as you two danced. He caught himself staring at you, admiring your beauty. You swayed your hips to the music and Eric guided your movements with his hands.

He couldn’t stop himself from smiling at you. He spun you around and now your back was against his chest. The others around you threw sand up in the air and you two continued to dance until the music began to come to a stop.

———————————LATER THAT DAY-----------------------------

You and Eric were walking back to the palace but neither of you were quite ready to say goodbye.

“What if we go for a rowboat ride?” the Prince suggested.

“Won’t your mother be expecting you,” you asked him knowing how his mother can get.

“She doesn’t have to know,” he claimed, ”we can just sneak in."

“Alright fine,” you finally caved, ”but this is the last thing we’re doing today."

———————————— MINI TIME SKIP—————————————

The prince was rowing the boat backwards onto the lake. You watched the way he used the oars.

“You want to try?” he asked noticing the way you were watching.

“You know what, sure why not,” you shrugged. The prince motioned for you to come sit on his side of the boat. You attempted to stand up but the boat was rocking slightly causing you to fall down into Eric’s lap. You two looked at each other briefly before you moved to sit beside him.

You put your hands on the oars and Eric put his hands on top of yours helping to guide your movements. You smiled at him, finally getting the hang of it. The sun was setting in the background creating a beautiful scene.

You looked at the sky, almost mesmerized by the orange and pink horizon, Eric following your gaze. “Its beautiful,” you whispered and he nodded his head in agreement, not trusting himself to speak because the setting sun was shining on your face enhancing your beauty

Suddenly the sun set and the fireflies came out illuminating the sky. It was a beautiful scene. You and Eric suddenly felt the boat spinning in circles slowly. You looked down to see a large school of beautiful luminescent fish swimming around the boat.

Eric looked over the edge of the boat and was suddenly spat water at by one of the fish. He laughed lightly and you laughed with him before reaching out and wiping the water off of face with your thumb, somewhat carresing his face in the proccess.

The prince stopped laughing and looked at you as if he were frozen. He grabbed your hand from his face and lowered it before holding both of your hands in his.

“Y/N,” he began which would have made you worry in any other circumstance,”I love you.” You froze and he looked away embarrassed thinking you would say something bad and dropped your hands.

“Sorry,” he muttered quietly. "I dont know why I-“ he started but soon found himself not being able to speak. Your lips were on his, your hands gently cupping his face.

“I love you too, Eric” you smiled at him before kissing him again.

A/N: hope you guys love this. came up with this idea at three in the morning and had to quickly write it because i knew if i didnt i would forget in the morning.

XoXo

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My Requests are open!

Hi guys, I know it's been a while, but I'm back, and with new people who I'll be happy to write for you; here's my list!

The Walking Dead:

Rick Grimes, Carl Grimes, Daryl Dixon, Negan Smith, Glenn Rhee, Maggie Rhee, Enid Rhee, Michonne, Rosita, Simon, Abraham, Carol, Jesus "Paul", Shane, Sasha, Dwight, Beth

House MD:

Gregory House, Lisa Cuddy, James Wilson, Allison Cameron, Robert Chase, Eric Foreman, "Thirteen"

CreepyPasta:

Jeff The Killer, Toby Rogers, BEN Drowned, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Jane The Killer, Nina The Killer, Hoodie, Masky, Liu, Sally

Slashers/Creepos:

Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Chucky/Charles Lee Ray, Brahms Heelshire, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, BeetleJuice

Criminal Minds:

Aaron Hotchner, Emily Prentiss, Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan, Elle Greenaway, Jennifer "JJ" Jareau, Penelope Garcia, Tara Lewis, Cat Adams, George Foyet

White Collar:

Peter Burke, Elizabeth Burke, Neal Caffrey, Alex Hunter, Diana Berrigan, Lauren Cruz, Clinton Jones

Hannibal NBC:

Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Alana Bloom, Beverly Katz, Freddie Lounds

Marvel Universe:

Loki Laufeyson, Mobius Mobius, Thor Odinson, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanov, Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire, Andrew Garfied, and Tom Holland), MJ Watson, Sam Wilson, Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Prince T'Challa, Princess Shuri, Okoye, Carol Danvers, Gamora, Peter Quill, Nebula

IT (2017 and 2019):

Patrick Hockstetter, Henry Bowers, Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Bill Denbrough, Ben Hanscom, Mike Hanlon, Beverly Marsh, Stanley Uris, Pennywise

Stranger Things:

Eleven, Mike Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Joyce Byers, Jonathon Byers, Jim Hopper, Max Mayfield, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Karen Wheeler, Dr. Brenner, Argyle, Billy Hargrove

Once Upon a Time:

Rumplestiltskin, Emma Swan, Prince Charming, Snow White, Regina Mills, Henry Mills, Killian Jones, Baelfire, Robin Hood, Peter Pan, Belle, August/Pinocchio, Ruby/Red, Zelena

Good Omens:

Crowley, Aziraphale, Gabriel, Anathema Device, Newton "Newt" Pulsifer, Beelzebub, Muriel

Avatar:

Jake Sully, Neytiri, Kiri (No smut), Lo'ak (No smut), Neteyam (No smut)

The Boys:

Homelander, Billy Butcher, Becca Butcher, Frenchie, Hughie Campbell, Mothers Milk, Queen Maeve, Starlight, A-Train, Deep, Black Noir, Firecracker, Kimiko "The Female", Ashley Barret, Ryan Butcher (No smut), Victoria Neuman, Soldier Boy

And that's it so far! I'll add more as I go, I swear <3

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[alessiathepirate]

RING: Eric King x fem!reader

Summary: The Colonel isn’t wearing his ring anymore – she wants to know why.

Warnings: nothing, just pure fluff

[megalony]

Not Without Eric

This is a Prince Eric (The Little Mermaid) imagine, I rewatched the movie and am desperate for more ideas for Eric. Any feedback would always be amazing, enjoy.

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Summary: Eric chooses the wrong time to go off on a short voyage when (Y/n) goes into labour while he's away. He promised his wife he would be there with her.

(Mention of previous stillbirth)

Enjoy.

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"Not that one."

A gentle smile that flashed his teeth crept onto Eric's face when his head tilted to the side to look over at his wife. His eyes creased at the corners and he let go of the shirt he was just about to fold and pack into the trunk that was set out on the end of the bed.

He watched with a smile that changed into a grin as (Y/n) reached across the bed and took the shirt, reeling it into her chest like it was a fish on a hook she was desperate to catch.

"I need that one… I can't sleep when you're not here."

Eric's heart did a small flip in his chest when he watched (Y/n)'s eyes cast down to her hands and that small, blushing smile that he loved so much was almost hidden from her face. He closed the trunk and moved round to sit on the edge of their bed, reaching his hand out to rest on (Y/n)'s knee.

"Okay, that shirt stays with you." His voice was soft and quiet and it made (Y/n)'s heart flutter when she looked up through her lashes. "I won't be gone long, sweetheart."

"I know,"

He knew it was hard for (Y/n) when he had to leave for voyages like this and Eric had cut down his voyages a lot in the past few years. When (Y/n) used to come along with him, they went out almost every month and it was perfect because they were together.

Now she was pregnant, again, going on a voyage was out of the question and even though Eric didn't join every voyage his ship coursed out on, he had to go on a few. He had to be there to make sure the trades went off smoothly and the ship and the cargo came back in tact and all in one piece. This was the last trip he was going on, then he would be home for when the baby was born and everything that followed afterwards.

"In two weeks, I'll be home with you… both of you."

(Y/n)'s hand moved to tangle in his curls when he leaned over and pressed his palms to her stomach. She could feel his fingertips ever so gently gliding across her exposed skin and when he kissed her stomach, she almost burst into tears.

"Don't be delayed,"

If Eric got delayed or shipwrecked, (Y/n) wouldn't know what to do with herself. She couldn't be alone in the days leading up to the birth, not with how much she was already worrying and how horrid she was going to feel. She needed him here, by her side.

"Don't worry, I'll be home right on time. I always come back to you, don't I?"

***

"(Y/n), darling please! Let us help you-"

"Not. Without. Eric!" Each word rose higher and higher in (Y/n)'s throat until Eric's name was the only thing she could comprehend and she bellowed the word so horridly that everyone in the castle would be able to hear her screams.

She was making the Queen cry.

The ageing Queen who always held her composure and contained her well mannered temper was now stood, crying against the bedpost that was holding her up and preventing her from collapsing to the floor. She wanted so terribly to reach out and take hold of her daughter in law and comfort her in some way, but she couldn't.

No one could get within arms reach of (Y/n) who kept shuffling, crawling and scraping across the floor so that no one could touch her. The one person she wanted was the one who wasn't here. The person who was hundreds, if not thousands of miles away on the sea. No one could get word to Eric that (Y/n) was in labour and no one had the power to bring him right back here where he was needed. All they could do was wish that somehow, their prayers would reach him and give him some sort of sign of their need for him.

(Y/n) had done this before.

She had gone through the night sitting in Eric's arms, waiting for labour to speed up. Then she had spend the day with Eric sat by her side, both of them laughing and crying and in pain together, riding out labour until their baby had been born. And the lifeless, eternally sleeping babe was placed into their arms.

It had all been for nothing.

(Y/n) had lost her baby boy and she didn't know why. Two years of heartache and dull, throbbing days had passed and led up to this moment. This was a time where (Y/n) couldn't have history repeating itself and she didn't want to do this alone. She didn't want to be in pain, crying in agony that she was going to give birth to another lifeless child that would never scream, cry and wriggle in her arms and never grow to be loved.

His name tore from (Y/n)'s chapped lips again as she went down on her hands and knees. Her head tilted in the direction of the balcony that was only a few feet away and she stared out at the unchanging, rioting sea that was mocking her. Telling her it had her husband hidden away somewhere and would never let him come back to her.

"I can't d-do this!"

"Help her, now!" Without waiting for (Y/n)'s response that would surely ensue a fight, the Queen moved into action.

She pushed herself off the bedpost and scrambled down onto her knees in front of the girl she thought of as her own child. When (Y/n) tried to weakly fight her off, she held (Y/n) against her chest and pulled her into a comforting, if broken, embrace. While a midwife and one of the maids knelt down by their legs as the Queen helped (Y/n) turn so her back was pressed up against the Queen's front.

The blood stained into the carpet and it caught (Y/n)'s attention, despite her cries and sobs. It was all she could look at while her body writhed, her legs numbly kicked out and her arms fought and smashed into her own chest to try and release some of the pain she was feeling inside.

"Eric!"

His name broke free from her chapped, bloodied lips the moment the midwife eased the newborn into her arms.

The sharp cry the newborn let out sent (Y/n)'s mind reeling and cut her right to her core. Those petrified screams made it seem like the child had been the one to go through nine hours of pure terror and become ripped apart from the inside out. It was as if the baby had born the harships in these few seconds of life when it was (Y/n) who was the one in pain. She was the one who felt numb and broken and praying everything would just end.

"A boy, Highness."

She didn't care. (Y/n) didn't want to know what was wriggling between her legs. She wanted to disappear. She wanted the ocean to carry her softly away until she found who her heart was aching for.

The newborn's chubby cheeks were burnt red and splattered with dots of blood and fluid, his brows were furrowed and his eyes were clamped shut. The way he wriggled made (Y/n)’s heart flutter, the sight of seeing her baby actually move instead of lay limp in someone else’s arms made her elated. But the screams that tore from his bright red lips made her shrink back in what she could only guess was repulsion.

(Y/n) thought that when this baby was born, she would be sobbing out of either joy or heartache, depending on which way it went. She thought that if their baby was okay she would be fighting the midwife to take them into her arms and hold them with her heart jumping out of her chest. (Y/n) thought it would feel so much better than this, she had heard so many women telling her how having a baby made them feel and (Y/n) was so desperate to have that feeling that she missed out on two years ago.

No one said she would feel closer to the emotions she felt last time than something different she was expecting. No one said she would feel this way.

Even though (Y/n) could feel happiness at knowing their baby was here kicking and screaming, it was dulled down almost completely by the overwhelming terror and the sinking feeling in her heart. Why was he screaming like the world was burning around him? Why did he sound like he was in so much pain when it was (Y/n) who was physically breaking both inside and out?

“Would you like to hold him, your highness?” The midwife’s words sent chills running through (Y/n)’s bloodstream and she dared not open her eyes to look at her baby.

“No.” (Y/n) repeated the word again and again to herself like she was a record stuck on repeat. Each time she whispered the word, it was spoken with more fury and pain and vengeance than before until she was almost screaming.

Her hands moved from her chest to smother her face with her palms, but it didn't stop the horrendous scream from leaving her lips and it didn't hide the tears that were streaming from her face. Every part of her body started to tremble as another scream rippled against her throat and her knees pulled up to her stomach, despite the agonising pain it caused.

(Y/n) wanted to go back.

She wanted to reverse time and rebound to part of her past where it was easier, where she first got married to Eric and everything was alright. Where no one was pestering her about having a child or smothering her when she didn’t do her job and lost her baby. Where no one then wrapped her in cotton wool when she got pregnant again. (Y/n) wanted to feel like herself, she didn’t want to feel like she was both a mother and a deliverer of precious cargo that was to be stolen from her.

She didn't know why, but when she stopped screaming, her body felt like it was fading. She felt like she was drifting away.

“She’s causing herself to haemorrhage, she's going to make herself ill, Majesty."

If she continued to struggle she would suffer a haemorrhage that was almost as bad as her previous one and losing more blood wasn’t going to help.

"I want Eric," It was the only thing that the Queen could comprehend before she felt her daughter in law go limp in her arms. And it was the Queen's turn to be sat on the floor, screaming for someone to help the lifeless girl in her arms.

They needed the Prince.

***

Anticipation, excitement and desire all burned inside Eric like a whildfire spreading through his bones when those all too familiar doors came into focus.

He felt the carriage wheels continue to roll even as Eric pushed himself up and jumped down onto the cobbles before it came to a stop.

He wanted to be inside. Those doors had never had so much appeal as they did these last few years. Never did Eric feel such a strong pull back towards the castle he was always trying to get away from. Until (Y/n). Knowing she was hidden behind those doors created an invisible rope binding her to Eric so when he went out to sea, the rope tugged at his heart strings. He envisioned those doors when he went to sleep, seeing himself pushing them open to find his family that called out to him when he was on a voyage.

Eric always used to think that the sea was where he belonged and nothing could tether him here to the Island when all he wanted was to be out on the rocky seas that claimed him for themselves.

Suddenly, family changed its meaning and home well and truly became the place that held (Y/n). Wherever she was, that was where Eric wanted to be.

With one bag held tight in his fist, Eric burst through the castle doors and heard the wet heel of his boot clack and stomp against the stone floor.

Where was she?

A twinge of disappointment tugged at his heart when he looked around and didn't see a single soul in sight.

Eric had never had to go and find her before. In the back of his mind he tried to chide himself, telling himself he was becoming entitled, but he couldn't help it. Every time he came back from a voyage, his girl was here waiting to pin him to the ground as soon as he stepped back through the doors. He'd never had to go scouting round for her when he came home, not once.

Hadn't she been informed he would be home today?

"Eric!"

That wasn't the voice he was searching for. Unease overtook his body and disappointment grappled in his eyes when his sights set on his mother. He loved her to the ends of the ocean, he truly did and it never mattered that they didn't see eye to eye, their bond was strong. But right at this moment, with his heart pounding in his chest and his bag clenched in his hand, he wanted his wife in his arms, not his mother.

Two weeks had dragged on by into an eternity and Eric was starting to feel withdrawl symptoms from his girls. He had to sleep at night on a swaying, rocking boat and refrain from reaching his arms out in the dark to try and find (Y/n). He had to wake in the dead of night and come to the realisation that the voice he heard was only a dream. He had to calm himself down and swallow down a gasp when he

remembered he was thousands of miles away from his wife. He had to pin himself to the bed and remind himself that he couldn't go searching for his wife when he realised she wasn't in his arms.

If Eric ever went on a voyage without (Y/n), he could guarantee that the moment he stepped through the castle gates, there she was. Stood at the doors waiting to jump into his open arms and whisper how much she had missed him.

"Eric, oh Lord you're finally back."

Eric didn't like the look on his mother's face or the way she seemed to relieved to see him. She didn't look angry, he knew that expression well. And she didn't look disgruntled or irritated, but he couldn't place how she was staring at him. Her arms hooked around his neck and reeled him down into an unsettling hug that made his breath get caught in his lungs for a few moments.

Why was she so thrilled to see him? Had there been storms nearby that made them worry he would be shipwrecked? Did they hear some wrong news that he had been injured or might be delayed?

"I am, is everything alright? Where's (Y/n)?" Leaning down, Eric pressed a kiss to her temple but he couldn't stop himself from looking around the hallway in case (Y/n) was about to come out from the shadows at any given moment and surprise him. He moved his hands to hold her elbows, steadying her but also keeping her close while he waited, somewhat impatiently, for a response.

"Thank goodness you're home," It was only then that Eric heard the fear in his mother's voice and realised that she was shaking from how badly she was gripping his arms. "You need to come with me. Now."

"Why?"

Something sparked to life in his vibrant blue eyes but his shoulders raised and tensed when he watched his mother press her lips together tightly in a way she did when she was nervous. She moved to grab his wrist and tried to drag him along with her but he was far too strong for her to move; he was a boulder in the ocean, unmoveable and set in his ways. He wanted to know what had happened and he wanted to know now.

"Tell me what's happened."

"Eric, sweetheart… she's had the baby."

He didn't realise he was falling until he felt his mother's nails digging into his wrist and Grimsby's arms bound beneath his arms to hold him upright. His knees bent out, his chest started to shake and no air seeped into his lungs as he let Grimsby push him back up onto unsteady feet that were about to collapse again.

She couldn't have.

(Y/n) couldn't have had the baby yet. It was too early. He was supposed to be here when it happened.

Eric was supposed to be home in plenty of time to prepare for the baby and he here to hold (Y/n)'s hand and curl her into his side and pray for her safety. This wasn't supposed to happen while he was away at sea and he stupidly thought he would be safe to have a two week journey and come home to find his wife perfectly fine with no signs of early labour.

She had been a week overdue the last time and things hadn't gone smoothly; far from it. Something within Eric told him, or rather lead him to believe that this baby would be right on time or another late arrival.

How stupid he had been.

"Is she alright?" Eric croaked through the words but he was already off in a sprint, halfway up the stairs with his mother in tow behind him along with Grimsby. Both of them running, the Queen lifting her skirts as they tried to keep up with the Prince who was stumbling over his feet.

He used the bannister as leverage to propell himself up the second flight of stairs and spared a glance behind him before he was running down the hall to find his wife.

Why had he gone away?

"Eric-"

"Mother is she alright?! Oh God, please, mother please…" Eric stumbled back a step when he felt her hands coiling around his arm, pulling him into her chest until he almost toppled her over.

His hands clamped down on her shoulders and his vision blurred with tears as he stared down at his mother, desperate to have an answer and be put out of his misery now. He couldn't have missed the birth of his second child. He had been there for the first and he was supposed to be here this time as well because he knew (Y/n) was fretting history repeating itself. How cruel could the world be that it would let this happen while Eric was out at sea?

"She needs you."

That meant she was alive and that was all Eric needed to hear.

With a hand pressed against her lower chest, the Queen leaned against the wall and grabbed Grimsby's arm to prevent him from following the Prince down the hall. They had to give the couple space and as much as she was desperate to check on (Y/n) and how she knew Grimsby would want to see the Princess as well, they had to stay back. For now.

The door opened much too easily as if Eric thought it would be locked or barracaded when he reached it. The door swung open and had Eric on his knees over the threshold, one hand on the door and one hand on the floor.

"Sweetheart,"

For a moment, (Y/n) thought his voice was a mirrage. She thought her mind was tricking her again like it had last night when she woke up, blazed with a fever, scrambling onto the floor when she thought she heard Eric coming home.

When her eyes set on him, a torrential downpour of tears flooded her face and a horrid, gurgling cry left her lips as her arms stretched out for him.

"Oh, sweetheart," What was she doing on the floor? Eric pushed himself up and stumbled across to where he could see his wife but he hadn't expected her to be curled up on the floor. He had been looking towards the vacant bed which had covers and pillows strewn all over.

There was his girl. The one who had been on his mind every second of every minute that passed by for the last two weeks.

She was sat awkwardly on the floor with her legs curled beneath her like they were broken and useless. Her body was slumped back against the bedframe with one arm slumped over the cot that was at the foot of the bed which her head was also resting on. Just the sight of the cot made Eric choke on a scream. He knew it was the same cot that they had gotten two years ago. The chip was still in the edge and there was a long crack down the side of the wooden cot.

The last time Eric saw that wretched thing, he had kicked it, threw it across the room and launched everything at it until it chipped and cracked and Grimsby had to pin him to the floor to stop him.

He thought it had been thrown out. He didn't realise his mother had kept it and defied his orders to have it burned. Eric had been expecting to just buy a new one and he wasn't sure if he was pleased or not that the old one was back in their room again.

"Eric," His name passed (Y/n)'s lips on a repeated loop and as soon as he was knelt in front of her, Eric swept her up into his arms.

His fingers dug into her toussled hair and his other arm bound to her waist until her chest was merged with his and he could feel each ragged, clawing breath fanning against his neck. Her lips pressed against his skin and he was sure she bit his neck too, but he didn't care. He scratched his nails against her scalp just to make sure this wasn't some sort of wretched dream and he leaned back until (Y/n) was slumped on his chest.

He could feel her nails digging into his upper back, scratching and clawing through his shirt and when she cried, each sound shivered through Eric's neck until he was sobbing into her hair.

It didn't occur to him until that moment to tilt his head and peek into the cot they were sat next to. His mother never said anything about the baby and he didn't think to ask; his first and only priority was (Y/n). But when he leaned over the side, he pulled (Y/n) tighter into his chest and pushed up higher onto his knees.

There was a baby in the cot.

A wriggling, stirring, yawning little baby that seemed too good to be true in Eric's unfathomable mind.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't here," Eric nudged his eyes against (Y/n)'s shoulder to brush away his tears and when he pulled back a little, he moved his hand from the back of her head to cup her neck. "Are you alright?"

"You're home," (Y/n) couldn't answer because she didn't know if she was actually alright or not. All she knew was that she felt broken, bruised, numb and now held together now that Eric was back.

"Why are you down here, you should be resting."

Eric went to move her but he stopped when one of her arms reached out and shakily reached over the crib. Her fingers skimmed across the newborn's chest like she was too afraid to actually touch him and it made Eric's heart speed up with hope and fear all at the same time.

"A-another boy,"

"I can see that, and I can't begin to tell you how proud I am of you. But first, I need to make sure you're alright."

He didn't give her time to question or say a thing. His arms moved to slip beneath her bent knees and the other stayed curved around her back so he could carefully ease her into his arms as he stood up. His eyes took a sneaking glance back into the crib, just to reassure himself that their second son really was there and not just a figment of his imagination. Then he moved over towards the bed and gently laid (Y/n) back down where she should have stayed.

"I'm sorry-"

"I don't want to hear that from you, it's me who should be sorry. I promised I'd be here and I wasn't. I'm never leaving you, ever."

He tried to get (Y/n) to lay down but she wouldn't, her arms bound around his neck and reeled him closer until he was thrown off balance and fell forward onto her with a grunt. His left arm stayed pinned between her back and the soft mattress while his right hand pressed down into the mattress to stop his full weight from falling onto her and risk hurting her.

"You're home," Her lips kissed him eagerly, hungrily and desperately and when her fingers skimmed across his cheek, Eric reached up to grab her hand and hold it closer.

"I'm home." He smothered her lips with his, nipping at her lower lip and pulling it between his teeth as his tears merged with hers. Eric kept her hand pressed against his cheek, nuzzled into her touch and desperately kissed her like she was the oxygen he needed to survive.

He wasn't going anywhere ever again. He couldn't go on a voyage unless (Y/n)- and now their son- were by his side.

It was a risk he couldn't take anymore.

[charlotteking23]

It's...My Birthday😊

Hello my darlings

I just wanted to say, today is officially MY BIRTHDAY 🎂

With love Charlotte🩷

[writing-fanics]

. baby on the loose .

prince eric x reader

.summary: it seems that the child you share with Eric has disappeared and is wandering around the castle

“Luna?” You called out, as you walked down the hallway calling out for your two year old daughter. You’d only turned your back for a split second, and she’d already wandered off and you couldn’t seem to find her.

“Luna!” You called out, worriedly. Panic slowly starting to kick in as your eyes darted back and forth between corridors. Searching for your daughter.

You walked passed Eric’s study and opened the door, “Eric, have you seen Luna?” You asked, lifting his head from the map he looked toward you.

“No, why I thought she was with you.” He said, and you chuckled nervously. “She was, and I only turned my back for a split second and now she’d wandered off.” You said, and he immediately got out of his chair and exited the study.

He took notice of your worried demeanor, “Hey, it’s okay we’re going to find her I’ll go notify the staff and everyone in the castle, okay?” He said, and you nodded before he left he planted a kiss on your lips before going to tell the staff.

Taking in a deep breath you calmed yourself down, and started walking around the castle once again. “Luna!” You called out, and swore you heard tiny babbles and giggles echoing throughout the hall.

From the corner of your eye, you say a tiny figure walk down the hallway on the opposite side of you. “Luna!” You called out, rushing over towards her but by the time you got there she was gone.

You were confused, how is she walking so fast she’s only two. And her legs were still so tiny and stubby, there so way she’s moving that fast. “Luna, sweetie where are you?” You called out, panic starting to set in once again as you called out for your daughter.

Eventually, almost an hour had passed and there was no sign of your child. You ran into Eric who too hasn’t found any luck in locating, Luna. “Our daughter, is one slippery little toddler.” He said, and you looked at him on the verge of tears. It wasn’t helping, that at this moment you are pregnant once again.

So the emotions were getting to you, “W-W-Where’s our baby girl?!” You cried, and Eric pulled you into an embrace planting a kiss on your forehead.

“We’ll find her, and I won’t rest until we do.” He said, planting another kiss on your forehead.

“Dada!” Luna exclaimed, as Ariel placed her on the ground the child immediately running over towards her father.

“Oh my goodness, Luna!” You exclaimed, walking towards your daughter and planting kisses on her tiny face causing her to giggle.

“Somehow, she made her way down to the beach.” Ariel said, looking over at the child, Eric and You looked towards Ariel.

“Thank you so much.” You said, and then turned towards Luna who was smiling as she played with her fathers hair.

“Bye bye, Auntie Ariel!” Luna said, waving goodbye

“Okay, time for you my little one to get a bath.” You said, taking her form Eric’s arms causing her to shout.

“I don’t wanna bath!” She protested, as she was being carried away by you.