Nightcest/Marenight oneshots (ON HOLD)

Haha suicide goes brrrrr TWICE

Feeling like writing InkError but this doesn't fit in my other book. I'm working on another chap rn but I just got this idea so yeah. This chapter is angst so if you don't like that then don't read this chapter. It has suicide and depressive thoughts.

Error POV

Like everything else, the antivoid had an end. It was a quiet edge. The antivoid came until one point, and then like a butter knife cut it, it dropped down. Outside of the antivoid, was a misty, black cloud. 

No one knew what happened if you jumped off the edge. Some say you will be teleported to another multiverse, and others say you get reduced to atoms, cursed to be a part of the cloud. 

Well, at least that beats having your heart broken over and over again. Why am I telling you guys this? Because I'm going to find out if any of those theories are right. I'm going to jump.

I loved Ink. I loved him with all my soul. I still do. But it hurts too much to see him happy with someone else. And I'm not needed. Let the boys destroy the universes.

He was happy with Dream. That's nice... It wasn't Dream's fault, he didn't know.

Flashback

The Boys and The Star Sanses were fighting in an almost unsalvageable AU. We had really done a number on it before they came. 

Nightmare refused to lose to The Star Sanses. I was fighting against Dream with Nightmare before Ink came to help. 

"I'll deal with Ink, you deal with Dream." He ordered. I went back to my fight against Dream. After a bit of fighting, Nightmare landed a particularly good hit on Ink. 

I winced slightly, but I was used to it. Dream on the other hand, wasn't as used to it as me. "BABE!" He screamed, obviously panicked as he ran over to where Ink was.

"I'm ok, love." 'Babe? Love?' I thought, heartbroken. I glanced at the others, unsure if should continue fighting them. Nightmare gave the signal to keep fighting, but it was too late. They had retreated.

"Good job boys." Nightmare acknowledged our work. Killer, Dust and Horror all went off, probably to have a threesome or something. The perks of being in a poly relationship I guess.

Nightmare knew of my feelings for Ink. How could he not, since I spend quite some time with him and the boys."Hey-" Nightmare started, but I cut him off. 

"I'm fine." I said as I stalked off, leaving him with Cross. It was obvious Dream and Ink were in a relationship. "Is he alright?" Cross softly asked Nightmare. He didn't know. He didn't know the heartbreak I was feeling.

It was obvious Ink didn't reciprocate my feelings. I shouldn't even have clung to that stupid hope. To that stupid fantasy of Ink, by some miracle, loving me back. And that brings me to where I am right now.

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I sighed as I put down the letters I had managed to write. One to the boys, one to Nightmare, one to Dream, one to Blue, and finally, one for Ink.

I looked up, up towards the endless white and black. I smiled as tear made it's way down my cheekbones. I was finally going to be free. 

I looked down at my future. A new multiverse, or a happy death, I didn't care. Ink probably didn't care either. If anything, he would be happy. 

I stood on the edge, giving one last look over to the white of the antivoid. "Goodbye, everyone." I said, as I let myself go.

Ink POV