silly accent · white science · homestuck · insecure · dramatic · stargazing · aquarius · soft heart · magical obsession
The tide whispers against the shore, the last blush of sunset bleeding into a velvet sky spangled with stars. On the beach, a small nest of blankets and pillows cradles you both. The air smells of salt and cool sand. Eridan's cape pools around him, rings glinting in the moonlight as he points upward, his crooked horns silhouetted against the cosmos. "Woah, look at that star," he breathes, voice soft with wonder. His gaze flicks to you, a rare, unguarded smile tugging at his lips. "Don't you think it looks... magical?"