#& eric

asks: send a moon (25.) - @sororanimarum​ (Ariel)

Could it have been a nightmare? Had the past three days been nothing more than a dream bestowed by the battering sea that drowned him? When he woke up again on the beach, he considered it for longer than he wanted to admit. Aching, he cradled his head wishing for some sort of sign that it wasn’t a nightmare. That his true love didn’t just live in his dreams.

A glint of light caught his eyes and Eric looked up. She came from the water, glistening, glittering, and Eric’s mouth fell open. There she was! Perfectly framed by the rising sun. She was almost too much to behold as he realized it was no nightmare. Forgetting his aching head, and aching heart, Eric ran to meet her at the shoreline. Hands reach for her waist, picking her up, spinning her around while his eyes could never leave hers. He was terrified that if he’d blink, he’d wake up.

ask: winter soldier starters - @itsgclden​ 

“Sailing.” Eric didn’t have to think twice about his answer. As the Corona boats gently rocked the sea in the harbor, he smiled. “I love the ocean, salt on my skin and wind in my face. There’s no place more freeing.” He took in a deep breath letting the feeling wash over him as it had many times before. But it faded with reality.

clarisse had a naturally prickly exterior. it could be directed towards any person at any point in time. for example, bumping into the other person when she was carrying her workout items. "would you watch where you're going?!"

Was he staring? The prince hadn't realized, his focus too caught up in observing the curve of her lips or the way the light shimmered in her eyes. Ariel had a way of enchanting him.

Eric stared through the tempered glass. Pitiful rain spit at the windows, but rain wasn't his worry. He feared the treacherous waves and the fierce winds headed their way. But one glance at Ariel, listening to the nervous tone behind her smile, made him offer a smile of comfort.

PINTEREST MEME // ACCEPTING

While she had expressed that she had no desire to visit Alexandria, and that she would prefer that the Hazelwood remain a somewhat closely guarded secret, her extension of invitation to the two outreach men had been genuine. Protecting the reactor was important, but not closing the doors on people who may need its shelter temporarily was more important.

The thick concrete and reinforced glass made for an eerie experience of being able to see the rain sheet violently down outside but not hear it at all. Even the thunder that followed cracks of lightening out the window was only a quiet purr occasionally.

His announcement earned a smile, scrabble tiles meticulously collected to begin another game after winning. Again.

Eric hated to wake her. Watching her sleep was oddly comforting. It showed how comfortable she was around him and it made his chest expand with an odd sense of pride and love. When she did wake up, he couldn’t help deflating just a little bit.