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Dream-Bubbles and Reignited Moirallegiances Eridan x Dead! Troll! Reader
Continuation of-
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Read it first bro! Unless, of coarse, you want this to be fantasticle one-shottyness-- -madeupwordsyay-
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Meeting your Dancestor was an interesting experience. Both of you being dead, and her own death caused by their session's equivalent of a young Condesce, you feel her pain. When you told her of your own demise because of your Ampora, she wasn't shocked. In fact, her and Cronus were moirails too! Small world. You found that you could tolerate pretty much all of the Dancestors, except for Kankri when he goes off on lectures, and perhaps an overly-fangirly Meulin was also slightly annoying, and then Damara... Well, you could tolerate MOST of them.
You had been talking to Mituna and Latula when your Dancestor pulled you over and hid you from something. You don't exactly know what, but your blood pumper was beating, galloping, skipping a beat occasionally.
And then you smelled it.
That's right, smelled. Not saw, nor heard, but smelled. Cronus smelled too much of hair grease to actually have such a strong scent of the sea, and Meenah always had on some type of dank ass perfume, and usually Feferi was the same. So he was here then. Your old, patchy moirail, otherwise known as your killer.
Eridan Ampora was searching for you.
Yes, that is correct, and you are thinking straight. Your Dancestor drags you through an alleyway, making her way around to a certain juggalo that you two hung around far too much at times. Hell, you even learned sign-language because you guys talked too much. Well, signed, but still. Kurloz would surely understand, he was always there and reminded you of your best friend (Back when you were alive) Gamzee. True, he was Gamzee's Dancestor, but he was just so understanding...
You heave a sigh when you find no Ampora in sight, signing quickly to Kurloz about your situation. He nods, signing back quickly and shows his understanding. You were getting ready to hide once more, but that damn Ampora found you.
"(Y/n)!" The violet blood called out, and you started running. No way in hell are you talking to him. You hope Kurloz understands why you had to run off so early...
While you were usually very lucky, your luck was stolen as you tripped and fell over your own feet. You awaited impact, but found none, and that calming sense of the sea overtook you. You knew Eridan had caught you, but you said nothing, just stayed there for just a while longer.
Finally, after a few minutes of staying like this, you moved, but when you tried to muster your anger, and you almost glared at him right in his eyes, but they showed so much sorrow that you couldn't do anything against it. You pulled him in for a hug, both of you crying over the past events. He must have been sorry for what he had done, because he was apologizing profusely, saying how much of an idiot he was, and that you were right, and that he had over-reacted. You took this all in stride, just crying on each other's shoulders was enough for you right now.
Once the feels jam was over, you dried your eyes and looked at him. He said Kanaya had culled him after he culled more of your team. You knew some of this from when Aradia and Sollux would stop by, or the rare occasion of Feferi passing through.
"Wwell, I wwas wwonderin', wwould you wwant to be Moirails again? I mean, you don't havve to, but I wwant to..."
"Sure, I did miss what we had, even though it was kind of rough and bumpy..."
"Thank Gog, I don't knoww wwhat I wwould havve done if you had rejected me..."
"Honestly, I don't know what I would have done if you didn't ask.."
You smiled at each other, knowing it was going to be a smooth moirallegiance from here.
Continuation of-
crystalmapleleaf.deviantart.co…
Read it first bro! Unless, of coarse, you want this to be fantasticle one-shottyness-- -madeupwordsyay-
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Meeting your Dancestor was an interesting experience. Both of you being dead, and her own death caused by their session's equivalent of a young Condesce, you feel her pain. When you told her of your own demise because of your Ampora, she wasn't shocked. In fact, her and Cronus were moirails too! Small world. You found that you could tolerate pretty much all of the Dancestors, except for Kankri when he goes off on lectures, and perhaps an overly-fangirly Meulin was also slightly annoying, and then Damara... Well, you could tolerate MOST of them.
You had been talking to Mituna and Latula when your Dancestor pulled you over and hid you from something. You don't exactly know what, but your blood pumper was beating, galloping, skipping a beat occasionally.
And then you smelled it.
That's right, smelled. Not saw, nor heard, but smelled. Cronus smelled too much of hair grease to actually have such a strong scent of the sea, and Meenah always had on some type of dank ass perfume, and usually Feferi was the same. So he was here then. Your old, patchy moirail, otherwise known as your killer.
Eridan Ampora was searching for you.
Yes, that is correct, and you are thinking straight. Your Dancestor drags you through an alleyway, making her way around to a certain juggalo that you two hung around far too much at times. Hell, you even learned sign-language because you guys talked too much. Well, signed, but still. Kurloz would surely understand, he was always there and reminded you of your best friend (Back when you were alive) Gamzee. True, he was Gamzee's Dancestor, but he was just so understanding...
You heave a sigh when you find no Ampora in sight, signing quickly to Kurloz about your situation. He nods, signing back quickly and shows his understanding. You were getting ready to hide once more, but that damn Ampora found you.
"(Y/n)!" The violet blood called out, and you started running. No way in hell are you talking to him. You hope Kurloz understands why you had to run off so early...
While you were usually very lucky, your luck was stolen as you tripped and fell over your own feet. You awaited impact, but found none, and that calming sense of the sea overtook you. You knew Eridan had caught you, but you said nothing, just stayed there for just a while longer.
Finally, after a few minutes of staying like this, you moved, but when you tried to muster your anger, and you almost glared at him right in his eyes, but they showed so much sorrow that you couldn't do anything against it. You pulled him in for a hug, both of you crying over the past events. He must have been sorry for what he had done, because he was apologizing profusely, saying how much of an idiot he was, and that you were right, and that he had over-reacted. You took this all in stride, just crying on each other's shoulders was enough for you right now.
Once the feels jam was over, you dried your eyes and looked at him. He said Kanaya had culled him after he culled more of your team. You knew some of this from when Aradia and Sollux would stop by, or the rare occasion of Feferi passing through.
"Wwell, I wwas wwonderin', wwould you wwant to be Moirails again? I mean, you don't havve to, but I wwant to..."
"Sure, I did miss what we had, even though it was kind of rough and bumpy..."
"Thank Gog, I don't knoww wwhat I wwould havve done if you had rejected me..."
"Honestly, I don't know what I would have done if you didn't ask.."
You smiled at each other, knowing it was going to be a smooth moirallegiance from here.
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Nor do I own you.
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I'd read it before to get a grasp on the situation--
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Nor do I own you.
Only the plot.
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Cute :3