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Your name is ERIDAN AMPORA and you are the nephew of a VERY WEALTHY BUSINESS OWNER. You have many INTERESTS but those don't really MATTER. What MATTERS is that you are the heir to your UNCLE'S FISHING COMPANY. Because of this you have moved to CANADA (From SCOTLAND) to EXPAND THE COMPANY. You suppose you could GET USED TO IT.
((Independant humanstuck Eridan blog, no art is mine unless tagged otherwise. All interactions are via INTERNET unless otherwise discussed.))

8um8l3833:

sorceryandscience:

“I’ll buy you the tickets Matt. When d’you wanna be here?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. He opened up the airline website and quickly looked up the times. “I won’ney be sleepin’ t’night so if ya want I can book ya one that leaves at around 5 am your time, an’ you’ll get here at around 8 am my time.” He murmured, wanting to distract himself before he started drinking.

“Thure, that thounds okay to me,” you agree, making a note of the times on a scrap piece of paper. Then you set your pen aside and look at him again. “Y’gonna be okay while I’m packin’?” If he’s not, you can keep the video chat pulled up while you pack. No biggy. You’ll do whatever it takes to help your friend.

“I’ll be okay I guess. Unless y’wanna keep video chattin’ or something..” He shrugs, soon tilting his head a bit. “One sec, I’ll be right back.” He stood up and walked over to the freezer, taking out a bottle of blueberry flavoured vodka, not wanting to just get buzzed. He wanted to be completely obliterated. Soon he made his way back to the computer, opening the bottle and taking a swig.

8um8l3833:

sorceryandscience:

Surprisingly he nods. He would love nothing more than to actually have someone with him, sure his pokemon were good companions, but Matt was his first real friend. “Yeah…” He murmured, rubbing at his eyes a bit. It might be a decent time to talk on Matt’s end, but Eridan was getting tired, he had had a long day that day. “I need a fuckin’ drink..” He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

It takes you by surprise but you nod a bit nonetheless. “Why don’ y’go get wathted and then I can come up in the mornin’? I’ll have t’pack and buy the ticketth anyways tho might as well, right?” Drinking couldn’t possibly make it worse, could it? No, definitely not. And even if it did, you could always fix everything up when you get there.

“I’ll buy you the tickets Matt. When d’you wanna be here?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. He opened up the airline website and quickly looked up the times. “I won’ney be sleepin’ t’night so if ya want I can book ya one that leaves at around 5 am your time, an’ you’ll get here at around 8 am my time.” He murmured, wanting to distract himself before he started drinking.

princessofmind:

inkskratches:

humanstuck!rp sollux doesn’t talk about his hot topic days.

truly dark times.

OH MY FUCKING GOD

sweeney todd movie meme; 

seven songs  epiphany

you, sir! how about a shave?