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Sweater [Dave x Reader]
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“Yo, like what the fuck are you even wearing?”
“Shut the fuck up, Dirk.”
“Is something like that even legal in like, Canada?”
“What the hell does Canada have to do with this?”
“You probably killed all their mooses and stuck them on that sweater, Dave.”
“It’s not mooses, bro. It’s meese.”
“It’s ameesing that you’re still wearing that sweater.”
“That was pretty ironically lame, Dirk.”
“Yeah? I’d like to see you do better.”
“Moose out of the way motherfucker. Shit’s about to get real.”
“Okay, you have me there.”
“Damn right I do.”
“But seriously, what’s up with those...meese?”
“Well, she mentioned that-”
“Woah woah, Dave. She?”
“Didn’t I tell you?”
“Tell me what?”
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Scalawags~ - Eridan x Reader"(NAME)!!!!"
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You stopped in your tracks and whirled around to face the self-proclaimed "pirate queen", your captain, Marquise Spinneret Mindfang.
"Lass, ye better get both hands on deck!"
Your hand traveled to the machete at your side. If Captain Mindfang was this fussy, it could only mean one thing.
"Ah, look wwho it is! Oh, dear (Name), wwhy wwont ya just givve up on those scalawwags?!"
You gripped your machete and unsheathed it as you turned. Up on top of the approaching ship's mast was none other then Eridan fucking Ampora, the right-hand-man of your captain's kissmesis, Dualscar.
He was also that one violet blood who had very strong feelings for you. Red or black you couldn't be sure.
Eridan grinned at you from atop the mast, his harpoon gleaming at his side.
"Join us, (Name)!" He called.
"In yer wet dreams!" You screeched back.
Mindfang appeared beside you, sword in hand, ready for the other ship's captain.
"Ye ready, lass?"
Those fish-faces were in for one hell of a