Mirror, Mirror (Eddsworld x reader)

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(Real world-flashback)
(Y/n's POV)

Eddsworld is over. Well, not completely over. The community is still around, making art, making friends, having discussions. But the actual show, sadly has come to an end. And it's been over for a little while now. And, even more sadly, Edd Gould himself is gone. But we all remember him, as sad as we are. I'm (y/n), and this is how I ended up where I am, with my favorite people, in my favorite place: Eddsworld. It should have been impossible, but it wasn't. The only thing that was impossible was the decisions I had to make. It all started in august of 2017, I had been going through some rough times. I was stressed, because even though I was 18, I had to leave for college soon, for a career I never wanted that my parents forced me into. They were strict and unwavering in their policies and I'd been forced to grow up without many hobbies. I made time for art, doodling in stolen sketchbooks that I hid where my parents wouldn't find them. There was only two weeks left until I left for college. I'd do anything to get away for my parents. But the way I got away was not what I expected.

(Eddsworld-present day)
(Matt's POV)

This is such a beautiful mirror. Mostly because I can see my face in it. But I still like the mirror itself, it's an antique! I think. Tom walks out to the living room where I'm sitting on the floor, polishing the large mirror. It's almost as tall as me, I'm going to put it in my room when I'm done.

"Jesus, Matt that mirror is huge. Where did you get that?" Tom questions.

"I got it at a yard sale! I think it's an antique! Isn't it pretty?"

"Are you asking about the mirror or yourself because I have a hard time believing you'd find anything but your reflection visually appealing." He takes a sip of his Smirnoff.

"Well both, actually. But I do like the mirror. More than I like my other mirrors."

"Well that's a first." He mumbles and walks away. Okay, now that it's clean, I'll just carry it up the stairs and try not to trip.

Once I get to my room, I place the mirror over in the corner next to my window, it's large enough that I can see my entire body. That's pretty cool. I mostly just have a lot of hand mirrors. After staring at the mirror for a while, it almost seems to glimmer purple for a second, but it's probably nothing. I go off to watch tv with everyone else, Edd, Tom, and Tord, who are already in the living room. I've already had dinner, it's around 10 pm already. I nestle into the couch and slowly, we all drift of to sleep during the movie.

(Real world-present day-summer 2017)
(Y/n's POV)

I'm so unhappy. I don't want to be stuck like this the rest of my life, controlled by my parents. They've never given me a choice in anything. I've just woken up, it's later than I'd normally get up, about 8 o clock. Usually when I'm stressed I like to watch eddsworld, it just helps to calm me down. Man, what I'd do if I could meet Edd, Matt, Tord, and Tom. Not the real people, but the characters. If only they were real and not from an animated series. *sigh* I'm so lonely. One thing about having strict parents is that they never let you out of the house, so I've never had many friends. I surely haven't had a boyfriend.

I've been watching Eddsworld for the past hour. I also rewatched The End part one and two. I'm so sad it's over. I get up and look into my new mirror. I got it the other day at a yard sale. I am such a mess, my hair is tangled and twisted, my clothes wrinkled, I'm still wearing my clothing from yesterday. I didn't feel like changing. I guess I should go take a shower, and get ready.

[fast forward 1 hour]

And, there. My eyeliner is looking good. I messed it up twice already, and almost messed up my foundation as well when I was fixing it. Makeup is difficult and stressful. But I feel better now that I've pulled myself together from the disaster I was not too long ago. I lean into the mirror, double checking for any makeup mistakes. Doesn't look like there's any. I lean forward too far and accidentally smack my forehead against the mirror. Ow. I really do wish I could live in another world. This one is so sad and gray. I close my eyes and wish that something good might happen soon. It's been a while since I've made a wish. I rest my head on the mirror, expecting to feel cool glass against my forehead, but instead, my arm slams into the mirror frame and my head sinks in and I grip my arm, accidentally pushing my self into the mirror due to my squirming in pain. Suddenly I'm falling and I don't know what the fuck just happened.