I Don't Even.... I Only Odd

I don't even.... I only Odd

Very true! After all, 7 and 3 are the best numbers out there!! >u

Hey bud ! I know your OTP is Error x Ink but could you draw Error x Fresh ? xD

Hey bud!

I’m not sure what OTP means to you in specific (everybody can have different interpretations of words after all ^^).

But to me OTP as in One True Pairing means that I only ship both characters with each other. Because for me, they really just belong to each other and not to anyone else.

So, I’m sorry to say that, bud, but you’re gonna have to ask someone else for that request.

Have a nice day anyway! ^^

Doodled the Alola region starters on a long train trip.

He made a mess with this ink! oAo

But he is cute anyway!! (Especially the coloring hhhhhngn) <3

Been busy with reports the past two weeks and still am. But I doodled Ink sitting on an ink pot because why not lol

Ink @comyet

Drew this in Mai for @cherryleevee .

Gotta stay determined, even when you’re sick!!!

Man, that’s cute! >u<

You need to continue that!

idk what to put here besides this--

Ink x Child!Error, HEADIN’ YOUR WAYYY

CHOO-CHOO

WATCH OUT

DONT RUIN THE TRAIN TRACKS AND MAKE THE TRAIN FALL OVER-

Uhm.

Okay.

OKAY-

so first. Before I start writing. HOLY SHIZZAZLEE(wtf), YOUR SO AWESOME AND COOL. I WAS JUST RECENTLY SOBBING BECAUSE IM GOING TO GET A SHOT AT THE DOCTORS SOON (and I /hate/ needles.) AND AFTER GOING ON YOUR PAGE I WAS PUT INTO A WHOLE NEW MOOD

SO,

HERE <3

(Remember, this is a CHILD Error X Ink short.)

(~•/~>^*^<~\•~)

(3rd person)

Error whimpered gently as he sat up the upper half of his body, rubbing his head gently while trying to calm down the insane glitches flying around his smol body.

‘Where am I?’

“H-Hello-o¿” Error called out with his weak voice. He glanced around the endless Anti-Void. How did he get here? Is there anyone else? Why is he here? Can he go home?

Error shakily lifted himself up, his knees shaking while he held his hands to his chest in worry. Is he going to be stuck here forever?!

Error felt tears prick at the edges of his eye sockets, ”H-H-hello?!¿“ He spun around, ”P-Please! I-I don’t-t want-t to-o be here¡“

Error was hyperventilating, large tears filling his eyes and shaking badly.

”HELLO¿!“ Error called out again, fear evident in his high-pitched tone.

Meanwhile, Ink was chilling in his home, sketching random things while he thought about problems that needed to be solved. He train of thought was interrupted when he felt … Something. He wasn’t used to it. It wasn’t a comforting feeling, more urgent then painful. It was uncomfortable. It shivered through him, his senses being blinded for just a second.

”Weird . .“ Murmured the artist, “What was that?“. Ink sat there, thinking about what he just felt. Was something created without him doing it? Maybe! Ink decided that was probably what happened. What other things could’ve happened? Not very much.

“Its best if I check the AU’s,“ Ink sighed. He didn’t want to leave his spinny chair, but he had work to do. Ink opened a portal-window like thing against his wall scattered with unfinished sketches. He hopped through the portal that had the colors white and turquoise (I may or may not have put that there because their some of my favorite colors). Ink stepped through the portal quickly, and froze at the sight he saw.

He spotted a small child in a dark blue jacket, black sweatpants, and dark grey shoes with Velcro curled up into a little ball, trembling and whimpering, pleading to get away from the Anti-Void.

”I w-w-wanna go h-home . . I-i w-wanna go h-home . .“ Whispered the sobbing child. Ink took another step forward without much thought, all he was focused now was what the small child was doing here and who they are.

“Hey, are you okay?“ Ink asked softly, taking a few more steps forward. Error jolted his head up to the speaker.

’Another person! No, another skeleton! Like me!’ Error thought in excitement. Who is he?! Can he take him home?! Is he nice?! Wait, will he hurt him?!

Errors happiness shifted to utter fear.

”w-who are y-you?¡“ Error used all of his courage to ask that without leaking fear into the tone. Ink could tell he was trying to act tough. Error was failing horribly.

“Hey, hey, I’m not here to hurt you,” Ink cooed, crouching down too the terrified skeletons hight. Error whimpered, stepping back, only to fall over from his legs shaking from fear so much.

Inks first instinct was to comfort the child.

But how?

Ink scooted closer to the shaken child, but Error old scooted back. Ink thought.

’Maybe I could paint something he might like.’

Ink smiled in satisfaction as He brought out a little paintbrush and painted a small sized milk chocolate bar as fast as he could without messing it up. While Ink was doing that, Error had scooted back a little way, watching the artist. When Ink finished, he grinned and slid the chocolate along the clean(?) floor of the Anti-Void to Error. The glitchy skele stared at it.

”I-i-is it poisoned-d?” Error asked in worry.

”No, it’s perfectly fine to eat,“ Ink replied gently, sitting down Cross cross.

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Submitted by that-punny-cookie

Unu says: CHOOO-CHOOO! *gets hit by train* 

Awwww, this is such an Interesting and cute fic! Loved it! ^u^

Although I’m not sure about this but… isn’t “character x character” a term for shipping? This probably wasn’t the intention but I was a bit confused at first to be honest. Might be just me though. 

Thank you so much for submitting this and I’m really REALLY happy I could brighten up your day like this! Thank you also for your kind words.I hope the shot wasn’t all bad. <3

This also gave me the opportunity to draw a smol Error, so… have a small Error!