As you were waking up, you notice that you became Ink and that you were now the creator and protector of a messy multiverse.
with too many negative AUs
toxics voices
Many ennemies
Corrupting friends
etc...
you're gonna have a bad time fixing this...
TW: A fatal wholesome moment has occurred, Dream and Error being two clingy and overprotective friends.
3rd POV
Location: NM's castle
"But you always fuck up everything?" Dust and Horror coughed in unison as Killer looked at Nightmare with an innocent face. All three of them were sitting around Nightmare who was slowly melting his goop away.
The process of him becoming his weak and pathetic self was very slow and perhaps, a bit more painful. He doesn't know as he hasn't finished it but he's only waiting for the worst part of the transformation.
"Repeat that?" threatened Nightmare as one of his melting tendrils rolled around his neck with the same strength as his normal form. The tar-crying skeleton choked on the other's dominance and uttered noncomprehensive excuses, his black tears falling on his cheeks a bit more.
As always, Dust takes a selfie with the spectacle behind him and sends it to his friends, which one was Swap, his blackmailer-partner in crime.
"I have heard from Cross that you and Swap are friends and always exchange some information" Spoke Nightmare as he snatched Dust's phone to him. Unfortunately for the hooded skeleton, his phone was still on and unlocked, he was silently praying for him to not see his private data, or else...
Yet, fortunately for him, Nightmare didn't give two shits about his life as he scrolls up to his and Swap's exchanges. They mainly were photos and messages text that had information and nothing else.
"What's your relationship with Swap?" he asked, still scrolling on the discussion page. Horror and Killer look at Dust in curiosity, wondering if he was a traitor or if the Star was.
"Accomplice" he muttered loud enough for them to hear.
Nightmare's face colored a bit as he caught a picture of Ink sleeping on a bed, cuddling with a blue plush. He recognizes that it was way too fucking adorable as he throws the phone back to Dust in disapproval.
"I'll see this another time..."
[...]
Once Nightmare left the corridor and Dream healed from his injury thanks to the liquid patch, Ink was attacked by Dream's clingy hugs, something that he didn't expect from him. He was ceaselessly apologizing for his past behavior and his actions, which made Error glare at him because he recalls everything that Ink said from him the other day, at Outertale.
"You should beg for his forgiveness" insisted Error as he grabbed the smaller's shoulder firmly in protectiveness. Dream stopped whining on Ink's exposed ribs and looks at him with tears in his eyes sockets.
"He's right...-" He moves his gloved hands on Ink's shoulders without paying attention to the taller's discomfort from the physical contact and squeezes them as strongly as Error's grip.
"N-no I forgive you... don't beg, please don't do that..." The smaller implored as he move Dream's hands away from Error's who silently sighed relieved and clenches them in his hands. He's way too embarrassed at the sight of Dream begging for his forgiveness by bowing or kneeling down. The guardian looks at him in the eyes confused, staring at those two white and shiny gems in the other's eyes sockets, devoid of any mismatched colors and symbols.
"But...I-... Ink you areway too nice.." The taller whispered behind him as he moves his two hands around his chest and place his head on the crook of his neck, muttering small apologies in a husky tone. He lifts his head slightly to look at Dream with a single eye open, the both of them beginning to glare at each other with emotions as Ink was standing there, awkwardly but concerned.
"I know that... 'the old me' did many unforgivable things and that is what made you hate me at first... but I forgive you all..." His white eyes light slowly drift down to the pair of arms that were surrounding his chest tightly, with a small sad smile. One that neither Dream nor Error had seen once, a peaceful expression coming from the one that they once hated, who's now is their precious little Ink.
(That's so wholesome-)
"...and I'm also sorry for bitting your hands, ..." he quickly added as he felt Dream's and Error's grip clenching even more at the mention of the bite. The marks on their hands were still present, both hidden with either gloves or bandages. It sure must have been painful for them, even more, when Ink has sharp teeth now.
"That hurt so bad" softly said Dream as he joined the hugging group to the taller's discomfort. He melted in Ink's arms and purred at the feeling and sound of his soul's beats bumping as fast as his. On his side, Error moved his arms that were resting on the smaller's chest at his waist, and an almost unnoticeable flinch came from Ink as he blush lightly in embarrassment.
"I swear, if you dare apologize to Nightmare too I'm gonna kill you, then him but violently" murmured Error near his nonexistent ear. Ink turned his skull toward Error to look at him directly in the eyes, his small white pupil and his large yellow and blue one were gazing down on the smaller's with attention and what was felt to be protectiveness.
"Is there something wrong?" He softly asked at Dream and Error who just kept staring at him with possessiveness and protection. They weren't in the right position to tell him the truth about what he had done to him that night, every horrible thing that he could have endured, it was Nightmare's responsibility and his only. And in another point of view, neither Dream nor Error wanted for him to know, Ink has been through too much already and they would never forgive themselves for not being there at this moment to stop it, or to just support him whenever he needed it.
"No." Dream worded as he finally let go of Ink with softs eyes. The only one who didn't let go was Error, the clingy grumpy destroyer of universes should be his new nicknames, thought Ink amused at the man-child skeleton.
Although that Ink was loving all the attention and kind gaze from the two, his legs were sincerely about to collapse on the ground, not having moved for four days straight and having a whole weight on his shoulder could only make him fall. Plus, he needed to fixes some business at the Doodle Sphere before the end of the day, he does need to fulfill his new promise...
I swear on my knees, friendship only!
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