Many of these oneshots will be based of differing headcanons and possibly some rps that I have participated in.
TW: left behind, self deprecation/doubt, small language
******"Hey, we'll chat tomorrow right?"
"Sure."Anti stares at the last text conversation he had with Dark. He sniffles, the sound seeming louder in the quiet dark room. He rereads the texts, knowing it'll end up the same each time- no reply and more tears.
Anti> hey, you ready?
Anti> hellloooooooo?
Anti> dark? what happened im waiting at the park its been an hour..
Anti> im going back home.. its cold out
- readAnti> hey! want carve pumpkins?
Anti> the place closed this year..
- readAnti> i saw you getting coffee but you didnt say hi, am i actually dead now??
- readAnti> Dark.. are you ignoring me?
Anti> i texted Wil and he said you were doing okay
Anti> cmon man i dont like silent treatment
Anti> did i do something?
Anti> i miss hanging out with you
- readAnti> are you playing a mind game on me? that shit hurts..
- deliveredHe shakes and debates on texting him now, in the middle of the night, even after a year of not getting any messages back. Why? Why does it hurt so much that he just left?
"I was a good friend..Right?" He asks aloud, with shaky breath. I stopped trying to stab him, I got along with his family.. Was I just not good enough? He starts properly crying now, tears streaking down his face and onto the pillow. He twitches and sits up, still crying.
"Was I just being used?" He whimpers and throws his phone across the room, hitting the wall. He sparks out of distress and holds himself, shaking visibly. He understood me.. was it all a lie? Am I just that easy to mess with? He cries louder and sobs, glitching a lot more than from five minutes ago.
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Fanfic[ Art not mine!! ] Most likely just going to be Anti one shots (*kinnie noises*), but I'm going to try my hand at the other egos cause they are all amazing. :] And I feel that I should also mention that I am in no way a schedule tight person, so upl...