TRIGGER WARNING: INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS, AUDITORY HALLUCINATIONS, GUNS
I've taken this fall plenty of times. It's only 35 feet unless you're drunk and you take a bet and slide off the roof to do it as I have. Then it's about 45. I made sure to hold onto Eridan because this was his first time doing the water pillow test. He was clinging on to me as if his life depended on it. In his eyes, he probably thought I just tried to kill him so he braced himself for impact. Instead of the cold, hard ground crushing our bodies, my water pillow caught us and we bounced. together until the waves started to settle.
Eri slowly opened his eyes and noticed that he was still swaddled in my plush arms and thick thighs. As he was trying to process his surroundings, his gaze caught mine.
"Looks like you've passed!" I smiled at him. I bet I looked like a lunatic at this point, but honestly, I don't care. I unwrap myself from around him and sit up. "I'm glad that you can trust me. People who don't trust each other shouldn't be in this field of work." I said as I got up and offered him my hand.
Still processing his surroundings, Eridan realized that he was lying in a fetal position on my water pillow. He stretched himself back out to his proper size. "You. Are. *INSANE.* WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!" He yelled at me.
L̵̗̾̉̊͐̋̈́̈́͊̽̚o̶̡̖̱̖̟̗͌͌͐̀̃̓̾͗̚͜͝ő̶̻̠̒̀͒̚͝k̶̹̝͋͗̀͌̆ ̵͓͆͆̅̓̿̆̇â̶̧̧̢̝̳͙̩̙̒́̇̄͠t̸͓͕͉͑̾̓͂͂̋́͆ ̴̭̗̮̃͘ͅw̴̱̿̉͆̾̇̕͠h̷̨͇̫͙̣̲̫̳̩͖͗̒̃̈̌́̽́͊ą̴̺͍͛̓̎̈̀́̍t̸̢̧̺̫̩̭̮̖̾ͅ ̴̧̱͍̀̓̃̎͂ẙ̷̛͍͕̳͚͕̓́̽̑o̷̖̬̩̟͎͒͛̌̇̎͋̕u̶͔̰̫̍̂͛͝ ̷̧͚̜̖̟̞̼̱̫̳͂̃̇̉̆̈́͝͠d̴̡̳̦͉͖̗͉̰̫̂̔͒̑̄̆̉͘i̷͉̦̝̽́̂̄̐͘͝d̸̜̤͚̘͔̠̻̎̈́͊̃͑͠,̵̳̯͖̹̱̼̱̅͛ͅ ̸̜̲̉̽̕ṅ̴͕̥̦͎̳̽͐̊́̅͘͜͠͝ó̸̱̈͊̈́́̋͛̍̈́̈́ẅ̷̞̰͑̈̔̾̂͐͂̌ ̷̤͇̹͛̃͆̏̈́̋̚͝͠ẖ̸̦̱̉̌̽̃́̒͒̌̕ę̷͔̥͇̬̪̳̠͚͋̈́̎͐̇͐̋̿̊͝'̷̢̙͙̲̟́̓̍͛̂͝ṡ̸̡͙̦̥̓̏͐͋ ̵̤̲̝̲̼̄̈́̅͂̒̾͠m̶̨̩̤͂͊̽̆á̴̭̊͘͝ḓ̴̜͂̆ ̸̨̧̛͖̺̦̅͊̂̒̍͌́̚͠ã̵̳̱̈́̌͊͘͝͝n̸̯̥̖̿̈́̀̑̅͑d̸͓̝̈́̊̿̐̈́͑̆̀̕͝ ̸̣̹̺̣͎̪̻͋̐̅̎͑͐w̷͔͖̫͇̣̩͑̇į̵̬̠̫͈̟̈́̽̉̌ͅl̸͎̊̒̓̔l̴̝̜̲̣̄̏͋̅̑͑̕ͅ ̵̨̳͕̂̈́͋̑̍͝͝͝ń̵̨̢͉̬̈ě̵̘͂͘v̶͖̥̯͖͈̔̒̓͐̿ͅe̶̡͈̗͚͇̩̎̾̊ȑ̵̺͚̩͉͈͚̈̉̚ ̷͈̯̬̗̗̦̌̍̏̐͝l̴̨͓̘̮̈͛o̶̝̹̻͈͍͐͒̀̃̕͜͜͜ṿ̵̡̘̩̲̬̖̦̹̽̔̄͗è̷̡̨̻̮̥̱͓̪͋ ̷͚́̀y̶̢̞̘̰̹͒̃̌̀̄̇̃͝͠͠ͅő̶͇̰̮̣̙̖̩̺̀͆̾̾́͠u̶̢͉͈̣̰̟͂̅͛̌̇.̷̩͈̪̫͓͍̳̟̌̉̈́͌̃ͅ
I frown at Mr. Voice's remark, but I chose to ignore him. I quickly shake that frown off my face and smile. "Calm down, Eridan. If you had the risk of death, so did I. Why would I put myself in danger? You are an important help to this job, and I needed to make sure you trusted me." I said as I gently held his face with my left hand.
R̷͓̰̉͂̈̚̚̕e̵̢̢͓͉̯̝̺̮͍̰̒̇͗͛͘͝m̷͙̒̒̏̀̈́̍̚i̶̝̼̟̖̠͔͔͈̣̝͋̏́̐̊́͋̚̕n̸̨̨̢̞͓̣̙͉̮̱͐͐̒̿d̸̡̨͚̣̰̼͉͎̭̱̋̈̈́̓͑̅̄͊̇̚ ̶̢̼̠̝̟̰͓͛̽̾̀̽̓̇ͅh̸̲̺̍̇i̶̤͑̅̉͒̊̒͜m̶̢̛̯̫͔̖̳̽̈́̆̍͂̈̈͝ ̵̢͍̻͖̝͎͍̮͛t̸̨̗̠̖͕̟͉͍͙͛h̶̦̹̲̳͕̐̔̅̍à̵̛̛̯͉̗̼̝̩͖̙͙̲̈̍̍̕͠t̴̤͉̅̊̾̃͘͜͠͝ ̵̞͔̺̔h̶͎̬̠̪͍͈̩͙̻̿̒͑̍̀̔̀̽͘͝ë̵̙̠̰̥̹͊'̶̣̼̱͚͕͒̒̂͊s̷̭̪̤̲̱̩̑̎̈́ͅ ̵̨̭̻̲̗̪̌͒̆͜ů̷̻͙͎̟̤̫͙̼̰̾̒͊̓̍̔ͅn̷̥̲̖̟͖͎̋i̵̢̹̝̫͇̎ṁ̸̼̭͎̞͝ͅp̴̫̭͍͕̰̟̈́͑̇́͋ͅơ̸̧̼̬͉̬͎͍̈͆́̈́͒̄̕̕ř̷̹̠̬̅̑̂̽͠t̸͉̳̜̍͆̀̿̏ȁ̷̡̭͈̲̝̭̱̳ṋ̴̢̛͙͇͐́̆̇͒͘͠͠t̴̨̠̙͕̄̐.̸̻͊͗̅̚̕ ̴̧͔̤͈͈̮͉̳̟̫̏̇̋̃̈̋͑̽Ḑ̴̲̞̭͗̑o̶̢̙̝̮̤̞͉̿͑͋͛̏̄̊̌̑͜ ̶̨̛̮̩̘̰̈̀̓͗͗̄͘͝i̶̳̖͈͇̱̽t̴̠̼͓̰̳̮̦̿͜,̸̗̗̯̰͚͇̈́̒́̓̀̈́͋͂̚͘͜ ̶̛̙̯̬͙̮̟́͊̌̓͛̓͜ö̸͈́͋́r̶͓̈́̈͊͌̐ ̷̨̄̔̔̀͂̉̈́̌̾͘e̸̥̱͎͗̾̏̑̕͝ḽ̸̨͓̗͓̲̪̹̯́͒̐̈́s̵̰̫͈̰̩̤͇̺̼͒̈͂̆͆̏͊e̸̢̲̠̣̘̗̤̪̙͑͌̌̈́̒͒̏͋͘͘͜.̵̢̩̭̜̠̝̗̏̈́̀̊́̆͘
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The Violet Hearted Boy
FanfictionA Red Rom Redux about Human/Mafiastuck Aradia x Eridan. His name is Eridan. Eridan Conner *FUCKING* Ampora. My crush since the summer of Sophomore year. He was so precious in every way. Quiet, shy, and Socially awkward. I take a sharp breath to sile...
