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Gamzee x Chubby!Troll Reader - I Missed YouGamzee x Chubby!Troll Reader - I Missed You by Inu-Neesan
You walked down the hallways on the meteor that you and your friends now called home. It was, hopefully, a temporary living space, but you could not be too sure. The area was vacant as expected. You did not figure anyone would dare venture this far, since the farther that you went the creepier and darker the surroundings became. You glanced around at the dusty metal walls, and crinkled your nose at the stale air.
You stopped walking and glanced above your head at the air vent opening that was there, and raised your eyebrow. Glancing around one last time to make sure you had not been followed, you jumped up, opened the vent door, and crawled inside. You were immediately overcome at the stench of dried blood, and your mouth began to salivate at the slight hint of Faygo that you caught whiff of. You grinned widely, your decently sized fangs peering from underneath your lips. You began to crawl towards the delicious grape scent, your hands shaking in wonderful anticipation.
Reach Out to Me: Eridan x ReaderEridan Ampora:Reach Out to Me: Eridan x Reader by DementeDxACE
That's when a car screeched to a halt behind you. The loud squeal of tires halting on asphalt scares the hell out of you. You lose your footing, and just as your tipping towards the wrong side of the bridge, somebody grabs your wrist and yanks you the other way.
You fall right into the person who grabbed you and knock them to the ground. They grunt in pain as they hit the pavement, and you lose a chest of air when you land on top of them.
"What the hell asshole! You scared me!" You shout as you push yourself up to your knees.
The person under you is none other than your fellow classmate, Eridan Ampora. His purple streaked hair is messed up from its usual smoothed back style. His hipster frames lay crooked on his face, and his violet eyes narrow in rage.
He pushes you off of him, and you think you catch a glimpse of red on his face. He sits up, adjusts his blue striped scarf and glasses, and glares.
"I scared you, (y/n)? I wwas drivvin' home and your standing up there abo