#Eric Moonheart

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Eric is so pretty I cry. I love figuring out makeup for her even though I don't wear makeup. My search history is just full of goth makeup ideas xndhejsjsms this isn’t one of them but y'know

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Eric in her Scouting Legion duds. While there is no 'uniform' exactly for the Legion everyone has to adhere to the strict Legion aesthetic if you wanna be part of the most elite Hunter gang.

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Back in D1 I spent a long time making sure my Guardian looked nice. Which was pretty hard since the hair options were bad. They're still bad. We all know they're Still Bad. But I made my Hunter as cute as I could. I never had Regrets like I know a lotta people had about their Guardian's appearance.

I have not seen what she looks like under the helmet up close in a long. Long. LONG time. I wear a helmet during cut scenes. I wear a helmet in the Tower. My Guardian lives in their helmet. Not because she's ugly but because that's just how my character is. And if I had I'd probably be like 'no' because

When we got the ability to change our faces yesterday I went to my Hunter and was like '... well that's not Eric'. That is a COMPLETELY different bald Awoken woman who is so mad. It was pretty fucking hilarious actually. The face sculpt changes Bungie made years ago had really changed her!

Anyway she's cute now. Much closer to her original look and now! With lipstick! uwu

Also Bungie are cowards and only give us purple for 'dark' skin options on Awoken. Give me actual blue god damnit.

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Sip of Snips 1/10: Hellish

I had to dig through my scrivener to find this. Hell doesn't exist in my original WIPs so they were all out. This is also not a word I ever use. I went 'no shot!' when a single doc and a single instance of the word came up. Hilarious.

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Savant used to be way more of a field Warlock. Sometimes coming with her on scouting assignments or she called him in when she needed a big explosion. She knew Savant didn’t appreciate how insane his Light generation was but she did. Because of that they used to spend a lot more time together. But between Gup and Savant spending years of his life playing Gambit to impress Drifter they just didn’t as much. Since he’d stopped playing Gambit it was better. Mostly he hated Crucible enough to take breaks from it and he could only suffer ogling Theo so much before he needed a break from that.

Which was why he’d showed up at her door way too fucking early with a small cup of coffee and said, ‘let’s go to Hunter’s Tree’. She’d blearily taken the coffee and only thanks to Ghostie had she gotten any clothes on to go with him.

Now they were in Hunter’s Tree waiting for Lily to deliver their drinks. Eric was in the booth side of the table while listening to Savant ramble on about Crucible stuff he’d learned from Theo. He was getting a lot better at Crucible. Still couldn’t kill anyone but at least he didn’t die instantly. She was only half listening. The other half was trying to stay awake. For regular people it was a normal time to get up, about eight, for Eric it was a hellish time. Her sleep schedule was erratic and unpredictable and she was tired a lot. She nodded along whenever Savant said something at least.

Lily, a pretty Awoken with moon white hair and skin came by with their drinks and food. “Please tell me it’s what I usually get?” Eric groaned quietly at Lily.

“Nope. Yarrow wanted to see how you liked this instead. Should still perk you right up,” Lily said brightly. Stupid ass Lily. She was a coffee addict like Eric except her not-girlfriend always made her whatever coffee she wanted so she was always annoyingly chipper. “It should taste better too.”

“Fine,” she sighed.

“And for you,” Lily put Savant’s absolutely not coffee in front of him. It looked like a milk shake. Then came an array of baked goods Savant had ordered.

“Thanks, Lily,” Savant said cheerfully.

“You’re both too cheerfully awake. Shut upppp,” Eric groaned.

Lily giggled, “She’ll be awake in a little bit,” Lily promised Savant with a smile and went off to go check on some other customers.

- The silver lining

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Masks 1/1

Category: Gen

Wordcount: 2.4k

Characters: Eric Moonheart, Savant-3, Gup (hive), Ghostie (Ghost)

Additional Tags: Festival of the Lost, Costumes, Dress Up, Trick or Treating, unorthodox families, sometimes a family is a hive son an awoken mom and an EXO uncle okay 

I was DETERMINED to get this done for Halloween. Gup deserves to go outside but if he shows his face it'd be BAD. So Festival of the Lost is all about wearing masks. Perfect cover for a little Hive boy to go play in the City! As a reminder Gup sounds not unlike Steven Universe lol.

You can find links to read it in the reblog (if you don’t wanna read it here) bc tumblr is Like That about links. Reblogs are super good and if you liked it you should reblog it!

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Eric woke up to being poked lightly on the cheek. “What’s the matter baby?” she asked sleepily, not opening her eyes.

“Its Festival of the Lost,” Gup said.

One of her yellow eyes opened. “Is it?”

“It is,” Ghostie said.

With a groan she pulled herself into a sitting position. “Okay. Lemme make some coffee,” and she got out of bed and went to the kitchen. The little Hive, who honestly wasn’t that little anymore and was almost as tall as Eric (not hard either), followed after her. She started a pot of coffee and looked down at Gup who was in his usual comfy clothes to hide the fact that he was indeed a little monster. “So what do you want to be for the Festival?” she asked him, leaning against the counter.

“I want to be an Eliksni,” he said.

“Oh yeah? How come?” Gup had otherwise no interest in Eliksni so it was a surprise he wanted to be one.

“Maybe if I look like one I can have an alien friend,” he said cheerfully and Eric looked at him so softly. She didn’t care what Eris, or Guppy, or anyone else said; Gup was a nice young boy. He just had the face of a monster.

“Okay. I think we can manage that,” she said. She had a feeling Eliksni would be popular this year in the City like it had been last year. Though she was sure the masks would be more endearing than the horrible ones they’d worn last year. “I’ll go to the store and pick up some supplies once I have coffee and you have breakfast.”

“Yeah!” Gup cried, both arms up. “I want sausage, and waffles,” he said.

“Well you’re in luck, we have both,” and Eric dug both out of the freezer. Four breakfast sausages and three frozen waffles went into the big toaster oven. By then there was enough coffee for Eric to pour herself a cup. She fixed it the usual way and sipped it while waiting for Gup’s breakfast.

“What are you going to go as, mom?” Gup asked her, sitting at the counter politely waiting for breakfast.

“Hmm. I’ll have to see. Savant and I usually match you know,” she said thoughtfully. “What about you, Ghostie?” she asked her Ghost.

Ghostie looked thoughtful and then he zipped off. She heard him bring out his collection of old shells or ones he had in rotation and move them around. Then he appeared again a few moments later no longer wearing his usual plush shell but now with a single metal ring around his core vertically. “I’m going as Orion!” he said cheerfully.

Eric giggled. “But Orion has more than one ring and they spin,” she said.

“Oh I’m Orion when Savant is dead, or talking through him,” Ghostie said seriously and Eric laughed. Gup also laughed. Savant was going to lose it when he saw Ghostie.

The toaster oven dinged and Eric took Gup’s breakfast out. On went a big wedge of butter and she put it in front of the Hive. While he ate she went to put on some casual clothes for going down to the City. Didn’t take her long. She finished her first cup of coffee while she got dressed.

“Okay bud I’ll be back in a little bit. I’m going to head down to get us craft material for our masks,” Eric said as she finished putting on a pair of earrings. They were dangly, the kind she liked.

“Okay!”

She left the apartment and headed for the top of the Tower, Ghostie floating in her wake.

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Gup took a whole four days to make his Eliksni mask and the rest of his outfit. Eric and Ghostie helped him as needed but he mostly did it himself. Eric was very proud of how crafty he was. Eric wasn’t at all and had just bought one of the popular masks this year from Eva. There was a weird fruit theme this year and she and Savant were going as a couple of blueberries.

Different parts of the City did candy giving different days of the Festival so by the end of it every child in the City had a ‘year’s’ supply of candy. Realistically it lasted maybe two months. That and most of the Festival was just dressing up and being out and about in the City. It was the only time of year Gup was allowed to leave Eric’s apartment because he was in full costume and no one looked sideways at someone dressed up.

Tonight was the first night they were going out. They didn’t go out every night though. Some nights were more… rough and less playful more tricky than others. She didn’t want some teenage Lightless to rip Gup’s mask off.

Savant arrived as it was getting dark, already dressed all in blue but without the paper mask. “We ready to go?” he asked as he closed the door. Eric was making herself coffee so she didn’t pass out and was cheerful for the night. She could be nothing but alert when taking Gup out.

“Uncle Savant uncle Savant look at me!” Gup jumped out from around the counter and showed off his Eliksni costume. Eric thought it was pretty well done and Gup had decided to style the mask after Mithrax, which Eric thought was cute. Gup had just said ‘well everyone likes Mithrax, so they’ll have to like me too!’ And she’d just tried to be happy for that instead of sad.

“Wow! Look at you. Just like a real one from the district,” Savant said with a pretty, stupid, smile. “You’re going to fool so many people on what kinda little alien you are!” He looked at Eric. “I sent Orion down to the City already to be the anchor and there are enough beacons to transmat chain all the way to the Garden District,” he said.

“Great. Let me just finish this before we go,” and she drank the coffee. “Okay, Gup, you got your candy basket?”

“Yeah!” Gup went and grabbed a decorated basket that looked like the Traveler. “Let’s go I want to go!” he cried, jumping up and down.

“Okay okay. Just relax,” Eric said but she knew Festival of the Lost was Gup’s favorite time of year. He got to go outside. He got to see other people. She and Savant were purposefully not wearing any Guardian gear with their masks. They’d stand out and two Guardians with a kid would be noticed. But two people with a kid? Not likely.

She finished her coffee and went over to Gup and did a final check that every inch of chitin was covered and his clawed hands were disguised properly as Eliksni hands. But there was no wait to hide that Gup didn’t have as many fingers as humans did. That was always a problem. In the past they’d used gloves or said they were gloves or any amount of other things but this year they were just going to try and pass him off as an Eliksni if anyone asked. Most people didn’t. They just assumed it was a costume.

Once she was sure Gup was covered properly she said, “Okay. We can go.” Ghostie immediately transmatted the three of them down to Orion in the City and then it was short chain transmat across the City to the Garden District.

The Garden District was a residential area with many multi family buildings. To save kids going around to so many different buildings, especially tall ones where not everyone participated, people tended to congregate in the parks around the City to give out candy. Garden District had a centralized park surrounded by its main buildings and families who wanted to participate just set up in front of their buildings in the park.

There were

So many children out and about. And adults to keep an eye on them. Ghostie stayed with Gup as he quickly ran ahead to the first group of tables giving out candy and warm drinks. One benefit to having a Ghost if you couldn’t lose your kid with them following him. There were lots of other fruits out tonight so Eric and Savant didn’t stick out at all. An entire family was dressed as a fruit basket with the dad dragging along a cart that was the basket itself. There were a lot of Guardians, as you’d expect: famous Crucible players and SRL racers, the Vanguard, and even a few where Eric spotted familiar but cheaply made recreations of Glitterbomb armor. There were also a lot of Eliksni costumes this year again. The amount of Mithrax costumes had doubled now that parents were allowed to admit that yes, an Eliksni had saved them from the Endless Night. But there were just general Eliksni costumes too, and Cabal. She even saw a few Caiatl masks, which were funny. From reports she had a feeling Caiatl would not find the human tradition of dressing up like this amusing. There were also the standard amounts of ghosts and ghouls and skeletons and scary costumes.

She caught up to Gup and grabbed his hand before he crossed paths with some older boys who were all dressed like Hive and scaring the smaller children. “Let’s go over here instead,” she said and pulled him along a different way. He nodded, not noticing the boys in the very well made Hive costumes.

“How’s the haul?” Savant asked as he came up behind them.

“Look,” Gup showed off his candy.

“Woooow. That’s a lot. You going to share?”

“No. You can get your own, uncle Savant,” Gup said and Eric chuckled.

“Awww. Really? That’s so mean,” Savant complained.

“It’s fair,” Gup insisted.

There was more candy to get after that as the moon rose and was eventually eclipsed by the Traveler which was illuminated with festive lights from beneath. Some tables even had hot cider or little warm treats to give out to the kids as it was cold that night. Eric watched as Gup talked to some Lightless children and they were non the wiser that Gup wasn’t anything like them. For a while he went trick or treating with that group of kids while Eric and Savant followed behind.

“That’s your boy?” a woman asked Eric as they stopped at a table.

“The Mithrax? Yeah,” Eric said, trying not to be on guard.

“It’s very well done.”

“He did it himself.”

“Really now? He’s very talented for someone so young.”

“He is,” she agreed.

“Well we helped a little,” Savant butted in. “I did the LEDs so the eyes and Splicer parts glow!” he said proudly.

“Only because he’s not allowed near a soldering iron,” Eric said and they all laughed.

Eventually the night wore on and they’d done most of the park. But it was getting late and now Gup wasn’t leading them but rather he was trudging along holding Eric’s hand. “I think that’s enough for tonight,” Eric said after they’d stopped at another building.

“No. I still want to be out,” Gup said in a weak and tired voice.

“The Festival’s just starting. We can do more days this week, baby,” Eric reminded him.

“I know. I just don’t want it to be over,” he said.

“Yeah but you got a big haul! Look,” and Savant showed him his basket that was positively overflowing with candy and treats.

“Yeah!” but even his enthusiasm was tired.

“Let’s go home,” Eric said.

“Trade ya,” Savant said and Eric took the basket. Savant in turn scooped Gup up just like you would any other tired child. Eric couldn’t pick Gup up anymore. He was too tall and she too short. Luckily Savant could and would basically until he took on a morph, if he ever did. “We had a fun night, huh, Gup?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Gup yawned. “I want to go home and show Orange Cake all my candy,” he said leaning his masked head on Savant’s shoulder. Orange Cake was Gup’s favorite stuffed animal, a large orange tabby striped cat Eric had bought him when he was little.

“That sounds like a good idea,” Savant said brightly.

They made it back across the park to the closest transmat anchor. Ghostie was thankfully old enough to figure out transmat in contact so Savant didn’t have to put Gup down as they were transmatted back across the City. They stood at the base of the Tower waiting for Orion to go to Eric’s for the final transmat.

“He asleep?” Eric asked him.

“Didn’t even wake up during the jump,” Savant said.

“Oh good. He’s going to be a nightmare to get to sleep after the Festival.”

Savant chuckled. “Too much sugar?”

“Yeah.”

“You know in humans sugar rushes are short lived and make us crash more often than give us a rush. How’s that work in Hive?” Savant asked her.

“They process sugar slower and don’t get any rush or crash,” she sighed. “But he’s seen enough media that he knows he needs to act crazy on sugar,” she groaned and rubbed her blueberry mask head.

“Well that stinks,” Savant said and then they were transmatted to Eric’s room.

Savant set Gup down, the little Hive waking up enough to stand. “Thanks for coming trick or treating, uncle Savant,” he said.

“Of course! Any time. We’ll go again sometime later in the Festival,” he said cheerfully.

“Yeah!”

“Bye guys, see ya,” Savant waved and saw himself out.

“Time for you to go to bed,” Eric said.

“Okay,” Gup didn’t argue too much as he undressed and crawled into bed, which was a box with a hole in the side full of soft things. “Mom,” he said from inside the box.

“Yeah baby?”

“Next year you think I’ll be able to go without a mask and just pretend I’m a human in a Hive outfit?” he asked sleepily.

Eric stared at the hole where she could see part of Gup’s pajama covered body. “I don’t. Maybe,” she said. Two years ago the Cabal and Eliksni had been in the ‘monster’ category of Festival costumes. Now they were fun hero and culture ones. But Eric didn’t know if the Hive would ever be that.

“Or maybe I’ll go as Orange Cake next year,” he mumbled and that made Eric smile. Seemed he wasn’t too hung up about it. Eric put his basket somewhere safe and went and made herself another cup of coffee, half decaf, before sitting on the couch and turning on something to watch quietly on the wall screen.

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365: February 20

Featuring my friend @noire610's Guardian Rosie

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Eric had been insanely confused when Savant had shown up at her place and said he had a new girlfriend and Eric needed to come to lunch with them. A girlfriend? Savant only dated guys as far as she knew. But then who was this lady? But she’d gotten dressed and met Savant down in the City at the place he’d told her.

She didn’t know what she was expecting out of this ‘girlfriend’ but what she got wasn’t it. “Hi, I’m Lana O’Toole,” she said. She was average in height but seemed taller by how she held herself and was beautiful with way too much blonde hair and clear sky blue eyes. She didn’t look Savant’s type at all either but Eric wasn’t sure she knew what Savant’s type was when it came to women? That Savant had a type when it came to women. She held her hand out to Eric who shook it.

“Eric Moonheart-

“Oh! You’re her? Savvy’s told me all about you,” Lana said cheerfully.

“Has he now?” Eric said trying to sound chill. Also Savvy? What the fuck???

Savant came out of the restaurant then, “Our table is ready,” he said cheerfully.

Lunch was nice but Eric was wary at first. She knew Savant’s… track record. His luck with men was abysmal to say the least. He just knew how to pick the worst ones every time. Did he have the same problem with women? Eric could usually tell by the first or second meeting because she was a better judge of character than Savant. They sat for lunch and started talking and by the time entrées came around Eric had loosened up and wasn’t watching so hawkishly for Lana to do something shitty. She didn’t need to. She genuinely seemed nice!

As lunch drew to a close Savant got up to go pay leaving the girls alone. “I’m so glad we finally got to hang out,” Lana said with a smile. “Savvy talks about you all the time. It’s why I made sure he brought you, I was dying to know who this girl was.”

Eric didn’t tell Lana this was the first time she’d been mentioned. She knew Savant usually… waited a bit before introducing his partners to Eric. Mostly because he wanted to get smashed without her needling him that the guy he was dating sucked. “Well I hope I lived up to the hype,” Eric chuckled.

“I can tell you care a lot about Savant,” she said in such a kind way it took Eric aback.

“I do. He’s really important to me,” Eric said.

“Yes I know because of how much he talks about you,” Lana laughed. “Trust me, I am not here to mess that up.”

Eric blinked. “Yeah okay you can stay,” she said and Lana laughed again.

“Is the bar that low?”

“Girl the bar is on the floor.”

“He did mention something like that,” Lana allowed.

“I’m surprised by you honestly,” Eric said. “He’s mostly into guys. Didn’t expect a Warlock Barbie-

“Oh! You know about Golden Age stuff too?” Lana asked excitedly.

“Yeah?”

“Sorry that took so long,” Savant said, appearing again and sat next to Lana.

“Savvy, Savvy, we need to watch some Golden Age movies with Eric,” Lana said excitedly.

“Hmm? Which ones?”

“Those live action Barbie ones. Eric called me Warlock Barbie,” Lana said excited in a way that only Warlocks got that Eric was so fond of.

“She did! Shit… you really are,” Savant said gravely making Eric and Lana laugh.

“Heather, head back to my place and get the files prepped,” Lana said to her glittering baby pink Ghost.

“Now?” Eric asked though she didn’t know why she bothered. She was dealing with two excitable Warlocks who were now babbling about Golden Age movies she’d never heard of. Before she knew it they were leaving the restaurant and Eric was being dragged along.

Savant stopped them along the way. “Hold on,” he said.

“What?” Lana complained.

“Eric’s ‘bed time’ is usually in an hour and a half,” and he dragged Eric back down the street to a cafe Eric had been to enough times to recognize on sight as Daybreak Delights.

“It’s fine,” Eric tried to insist.

“I know Lana would be upset if you fell asleep during a movie watch and you’d feel guilty you couldn’t enjoy it because you were trying to stay awake: so yes,” he gently shoved her up to the counter.

Eric only knew the EXO at the counter because she came here often enough to be a regular but she wouldn’t call herself and Rosie friends. “What’s that about?” the Warlock blinked at her and looked at Savant behind her in confusion, recognizing Eric.

“Annoying boyfriend,” Eric said dismissively. “Can I just get two of my usual?”

Rosie gave her a look that Eric knew was about as much of a ‘squint’ as EXOs could manage. “That’s a lot of caffeine and you’re little,” she said.

“I’ll drink one later,” Eric whined. “I need to stay awake for a Warlock movie binge,” she complained.

“Ohhhh. Yeah you’ll need it,” Rosie giggled and went about making Eric’s regular which had enough caffeine in it to almost kill a Lightless child. Ghostie produced a cube of glimmer that was absolutely more than the two coffee drinks were worth. Rosie came back shortly with one hot and one cold version of her usual drink. “Here we go.”

“At last, a smart Warlock,” Eric sighed with a grin as she took the drinks.

Rosie giggled. “Don’t tell the others,” and she winked at Eric. “Have fun,” and she waved her off.

Eric went back outside where Savant was talking with Lana. They were talking at Warlock Speed which was too fast for even Eric to keep up with because it was about their special interests. “Okay I’m ready,” Eric said.

“Great, let’s go,” and unthinking Savant took her cold coffee so she didn’t have to carry it but grabbed Lana’s hand. Eric sipped her coffee as they headed back to the Wall listening to the two Warlocks babble about Golden Age movies.

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My Hunters Eric Moonheart (she/her) and Grey Dawn (they/them). Grey (right) likes to flirt with Eric who’s very aroace but tolerates it. They don’t really mean anything by it but boy howdy is it fun to make Eric hmm and haww and sigh at being flirted with. But she’s a good sport about it. At least Grey knows they’re barking up the wrong tree. But it sure is fun when Eric gets the ‘mom stop kissing me in front of my friends’ look when Grey does smooch their cheek lolol

Lines by @artist-assassin

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A Good Song Never Dies ch 5

Status: WIP 5/? Word Count: 17k Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Categories: Gen, M/M Relationships: Savant-3/Theo Breaker, Savant-3 + Eric Moonheart Characters: Shaxx, Savant-3, Eric Moonheart, Theo Breaker, Leon Breaker, Orion (Ghost), Ghostie (Ghost), Daisy (Ghost), Vince (Ghost), Lily Rhodes Additional Tags: Queerplatonic Relationships, Crucible, Fluff, First Date, First Kiss, cheek kiss, Matchmaking, Friendship

Summary: After getting dumped by Drifter Savant thought he’d be more upset by it. And he is. But also he doesn’t have time to mope around all day. He gets bored. But now he’s got nothing else to do since he doesn’t want to play the game his ex runs. Guess it’s time to try and not get farmed in Crucible. Thankfully Shaxx knows he’s trash and has other ideas.

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Reblogs and Boosts are super helpful and appreciated bc Tumblr hates links!

Sometimes it’s really confusing why someone like Eric is friends with Savant. She’s a constantly sleepy Hunter tho. So best way to see her best side is to get her hyped up on caffeine lol

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“Oooo, double date. How cute,” Lily giggled.

Theo shorted for a second, “No. Not a date,” he said patiently. “In Leon’s dreams and we’re just having coffee and some pastries with friends.”

“Sounds like a date but whatever you say,” she winked at him.

Theo plain faced her. “Have you asked Yarrow out yet?”

Lily’s gray skin turned a strange shade of rust. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she stammered.

“Then it’s not a date,” Theo said.

“Right! Not a date. Gotcha,” and she shimmied away to go put in their order with Yarrow.

Theo went back over to Leon who was just reading the chalk board menu above the counter. “Let’s go sit,” he said, nudging Leon in the ribs.

“But we didn’t order yet,” Leon said, confused, black brows furrowing.

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Status: WIP 2/?, 2k Rating: Teen Category: Gen Characters: Eric Moonheart (hunter), Ghostie (ghost), Gup (Hive larva), Toland Tags: Hive magic, Hive, Hive larva are cats

Since writing this I had the stupid headcanon that since Eric is a weirdo who was sort of friends with Toland he asked if she wanted to go on a date once and she just laughed in his fucking face. And then he went crazy and took everyone to the Moon. Dodged that fucking bullet *wheezing laughter*

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Status: WIP, 2/?, 2.5k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Category: Gen Characters: Toland, Eric Moonheart, Ghostie, hive larva Additional Tags: Hive

*sweats* well it’s been like A MONTH since I updated any of my destiny fic here on Tumblr. Starting out with more Eric and her bby Gup. Now with mentions of that dirt bag Toland.

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I wish I had a good girl to miss me

Status: complete 1/1

Word count: 2k

rating: G

Characters: Eric Moonheart, Savant-3

Tags: Friendship, Softness, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Comfort Food, Hugs, Hunters need hugs, Platonic Cuddling

I got some very upsetting medical news last week (I'm fine) and I just wanted some sweet eric and savant friendship stuff to feel better. 

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There was one clean spot in Savant’s entire apartment. And that was the area around the tiny kitchenette and food prep area. He kept the floor clear and Orion was trained in keeping it clear and not letting Savant make a mess. Or at least not letting him leave a mess when he was done. And Savant didn’t, usually. He liked cooking. He didn’t like cleaning up. But he knew if he didn’t clean up he couldn’t cook as easily later. So he’d suffer cleaning after cooking so he could cook in a clean kitchen next time.

Savant technically didn’t have to eat as an EXO but it always made him feel good. Eating was a human comfort, especially when he didn’t feel quite so human. And cooking was fun! When he could focus. Orion had good at keeping him focused as long as Orion was also focused. Or sometimes he almost started a fire forgetting to turn the stove off under a pot of boiling water and it just boiled off and was a fire hazard.

Today though he was doing pretty good he thought! Was on task, had a list, had a plan. He was practicing a new dish. He’d tried it a few times on himself and it was good but he also knew he enjoyed extreme flavors so his robot body could even detect them. So this time he made two versions. One seasoned just the way he liked it and another with a lot less seasoning. Something probably more appropriate for organic taste buds.

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