Errorink oneshots (HIATUS)

Resistance- Lemon

So this is based off a roleplay me and one of my besties That_one_sus_friend were doing.

I have to admit, the process of doing the RP and rewriting it into a story made me wanna rethink why I even decided to ask her to rp. Like she wanted to make it "innapropriate" but I said no. And in the end of the rp she said that she regrets "supporting my fantasies" even though she made into a lemon. And then blamed me

That_one_sus_friend

Fuck you

I'm pelt you with my shoe when school reopens in January.

That RP was wack as fuck 😭😭

Yaboimik i swear we'll let you join next time sorry Mickey

One more thing... this was the most longest and kinkiest things I've ever written. So I recommend you dont have food or drinks near you while reading this. It's for your own good. You'll choke. I choked proofreading this to see if they're any mistakes..

Anyways onto the story:

Error was in the antivoid like usually, creating new puppet to add to his collection. He was subconscious of his actions. When he realised what puppet he made, he started to blush madly and looks like as if he lied to himself all his life.

"Why do I keep thinking about that idiot. It's not like I like him or anything. With that cocky look of his. And his stupid jokes, and that disgustingly cute smile. His mitchmatched eyes that always looked dead. Wait....dead?"

That's when Error realised something. It gave him flashbacks to their last fight that took place 2 weeks ago in an Underfell timeline. Error caught him off guard, wrapped him up in his strings and brought him into the antivoid, very well knowing his weakness. For some reason, Error liked his presence and he didnt know why. Ink just chuckled hesitantly and asked him why he's here. Error just chuckled and left him there, hanging off the ceiling of blue strings and various souls. After a while, Ink slightly started to hyperventilate, crying and looked as if he was in pain. Error was just staring at him from the heavens, wrapped in his strings and observing the colorful skeleton. He was a little shocked when he saw Ink trying to hurt himself more by wrapping the strings around his neck and trying to hang himself. To Ink, the pain of being in an empty space was unbearable and he rather death than suffer like this. When it wasnt working that's when Ink reached his breaking point and started to sob uncontrollably, mumbling words to himself to reassure him that he was useless. That's when Ink looked up, unknowingly making eye contact with Error. His eyes were changing colours like normal, but his eyes didnt have a spark. That's when Ink said something. Error distinctly remembered his words

"W-why am I crying? S-stop crying! Crying shows weakness! I cant be weak! I'll never be good enough to satisfy them. I...I dont want to be forgotten.. Just let me die already. It's the best I die anyways"

That struck Error like something that just punctured his soul. It made him feel pitiful. He let him down and sighed, smiling over the fact that he wasnt in pain anymore. Ink got up weakly, confused on how all of a sudden he was put down, but didnt question it. He limped over to Broomie, made a portal and left.

Back to present time and Error was overthinking why Ink didnt have his spark

"Something must have happened, but what?"