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this applies to literally every single one of my comfort characters

"I could fix him"

Ok but- what if he could fix me? What if a single hug from him would make it all feel better?

Steddie isn't "I can fix him," Steddie is "what if we got better...together?" and that, my friends, is why the brain rot is now terminal.

eddie munson

WAKE THE HELL UP THIS IS FROM THE SET OF LOKI SEASON 2 THEY HAVE HIM IN A SUITE I REPEAT THEY HAVE IN A SUITE!!!!

eddie munson and his ✨rings✨

What Is Wrong With Me?

Pairing: Erik Destler x Reader

Summary: Reader is feeling sad while Erik is out. Erik comes back and comforts reader. Mental breakdown and feelings ensue. This is my first fic so please be nice to me<3

Warnings: Fluff, First Kiss, Sad Reader, literally nothing to worry about

AO3

Hopelessness. Pure hopelessness. That's what you were feeling. It wasn't the first time and it certainly wouldn't be the last. Erik had stepped out to do only God knows what and so here you lie on his couch, one of the only pieces of furniture in Erik's underground home. Feeling as if you've fallen into a deep, dark hole filled with nothing but your loneliness and self-pity.

"Angel?"

Your head whips around to face Erik only to turn it in the opposite direction just as quickly as to hide the dried tears on your face which you're sure are far too visible for him not to have seen already.

Erik didn't think much of you lying on his couch as he entered, which you had persuaded him to get because apparently he needed more then the bed he had provided for you since his coffin didn't count. Then he saw your face, the expression which stood somewhere between blank and sorrowful and the dried tears that laid on your cheeks. The scene before him broke his heart. He approached you as you tried to hide your face into your left shoulder and kneeled beside you.

"Angel, mon amour, what's wrong? Please tell me, I beg you!"

The desperate need in his voice to know what was wrong with you broke your heart. What on Earth could you say to him to explain this feeling. There was no explanation to this feeling, it was just simply there. The combination of all your overwhelming thoughts and crushing need to be vulnerable finally made your resolve snap.

It was like the rest of your tears that you had refused to shed were being held back by a dam and it finally broke. There was no way that you could stop the tears that were streaming down your face or the sobs that you were releasing that broke Erik's heart even more. Unable to give it another thought you launched yourself into beloveds arms. Your breakdown got even worse as you were filled with Erik's comfort and warmth as he tightened his arms around you.

"I don't know what's wrong with me."

Your words were choked out in between your sobs. You had never felt more helpless but Erik's hold on you made you feel loved and somewhat grounded. You had no idea what he was going to say if was even going to say anything at all. Though you were content to stay in his embrace for as long as possible.

Your tears died down and all that could be heard was your sniffles. You didn't want to let go of Erik and lose the warming comfort of his embrace but you knew you couldn't hold onto him forever. You reluctantly loosened your arms from around his neck but his grip around your waist didn't relent.

"Chéri,"

Your sentence was put short when Erik used a kiss to silence you. In all the times that you had imagined what your first kiss with Erik would be like you had never thought that it would happen right after you broke down in tears in his arms. Though, who were you to complain? You had waited for so long, not wanting to push Erik who had far too little affection given to him throughout the years until you came along. Erik pulled away though he wouldn't dare move farther away then a few inches so he rested his forehead against yours. The coldness of his mask sent a slight chill through you. He gazed into your eyes with love and longing and sympathy and you gazed back with the same sentiment. His voice filled the comfortable silence almost startling you.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with you, mon trésor."

The sentence almost made you burst into tears again although these tears would've been out of joy and love. You tightened your grip around his neck once again bringing you even closer. He removed a hand from around your waist and used it to wipe away some tears that still remained. A small smile found its way onto both of your faces and you had never felt more loved or more lucky to have Erik.

"Erik, mon coeur?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Making me feel loved."

"You are loved, mon ange."

"As are you, you are ma raison d'être."

"And you are ma raison de vivre."

You couldn't say how much longer you stayed in each others embrace. The only thing you know for sure is there were many more kisses and sweet nothings whispered in each others ears. Your kisses carried out into the night and you fell asleep in each others arms.

Long after sleep overcame the both of you, Erik's mask lie fallen onto the floor but that was a problem for the two of you to face in the morning.

translations:

mon amour: my love chéri: darling mon trésor: my treasure mon coeur: my heart mon ange: my angel ma raison d'être: my reason for being ma raison de vivre: my reason for living

pls PLS point me towards some good ineffable husband fics