Eddsworld x Reader - Oneshots

Matilda x Fem! Artist! Reader

(This was requested by @C0la_l0ver ,thank you SO much for the request!)

You were in your room, listening to your playlist of music, and sketching away. You were working on a commission. It was practically your job. The person wanted you to draw their character with a flower crown with their eyes closed and blushing. You were done with the sketch. Now...wait. You need the reference. Silly (Y/N) forgetting the references.

You heard a knock at your door. ''Oh, come in!'' You paused the music and looked to see who wanted to come in. Matila walked in and she seemed pretty nervous. You heard clapping in the background. ''Hey Matilda!'' You waved to her. She flushed a light pink and waved back. ''Something you need?'' You asked as you set your tablet pen down. 

''Yes, actually.'' She closed the door behind her. ''(Y/N) i really need to tell- i mean ASK you something.'' ''Okay.'' You said as you gave her all of your attention. ''Oh, i um, what's your sexuality?'' Oh, what an interesting question. But, being honest what WAS your sexuality?

''I don't really know right now, sorry.'' You shrugged. She looked a bit disappointed but nodded. ''Is that it?'' You asked her. She blushed a brighter shade. ''um, n-no.'' ''What is it?'' You stood up and walked over to her. ''I um, im going to the coffee shop, wanna come?'' She smiled weakly. ''Sure, just let me get ready i'll be down in a few minutes.'' ''Okay.'' 

With that she left your room. You went to your closet. You were short, about 5'1, actually, the shortest in this household actually. you sighed. Your hoodie was on the top rack, for unknown reasons. Eh. You grabbed your chair, which was a rolling chair. God this is risky already.

You stood on it and grabbed your hoodie. ''yes.'' You smirked. You felt the chair wobble under you. You shrieked as you fell, and hit the floor hard. You screamed and cried. You heard people rush to your room. Everything started to blur. A warm liquid was drizzling on the side of your head.

You touched it and put your hand in front of it. Your entire hand was covered in your crimson, shiny blood. Being the squeamish idiot you were, you passed out. 

Matilda burst through the door. She shrieked and went to your body. She picked you up and carried you to the living room. Where Ell was unpacking the first aid kit. Matilda laid you on the couch. Tears fell out of the side of her face.

You felt as if you were, going somewhere. You felt darkness consume this world. And you opened your eyes. You were in your bed.

So was that a dream? Huh. Creativity can go places. You looked to your side, and saw your giant girlfriend, Matilda. You sighed and grabbed your sketchbook. 

You looked at her sleeping figure. So cute. You traced the pencil against the paper. 

Time to doodle.