#ds errink

[isame-allen]

Oh I see people are in an OG x DS kick

Can I request a DS Error x OG Ink? I had a short phase where I absolutely adored them,,,

Reminds me of how many times I mistaken ds error for that palette error sans or whatever his name is

[sleepyfan-blog]

As an ending to the slave trilogy, can Ink somehow revert the brainwashing and get all three out and then Dream puts a bounty on his head to cover the last square? Please with a cherry on top?

I hope that you enjoy the ending :D

prompt : Bounty On Their Head

Final ficlet in this series. Previous here.

Fandom: Dreamswap by @onebizarrekai

Characters and pairing: DS Ink, DS Error, DS Cross, DS Nightmare, DS Dream, DS Blue, Meme Squad Poly, DS Errink

Warnings: death threat, cursing, past brainwashing, implied unhealthy relationships

Word count: 2,433

Summary: Ink schemes and plans and manages to pull of saving the meme squad

It took months for Ink to figure out what in the fresh hell Dream had done to his boyfriend and the other’s two only friends. It seemed to be a mix of standard brainwashing techniques along with using the other’s powerful emotive aura in order to influence the other three… There was also the fact that the bastard had somehow figured out how to change Nightmare from a negative spirit into a positive one…

On one hand, Ink could stand being around the other more as the other’s presence didn’t cause him to feel shitty feelings (he was careful not to drink any of his vials that contained negative emotions - he didn’t want Dream to realize what his true thoughts and genuine feelings about this whole damned situation was - he knew that the other could influence him super fucking easily due to his soullessness)… On the other hand, Dream had completely reworked another being’s entire magical makeup because that’s what he decided was best for them.

Ink had also noticed that the brainwashing had to be reinforced regularly - which was one of the main reasons why Dream had politely insisted that Blue and Cross stay in Justice Reigns - along with the fact that he could see the manipulative feathered ass starting in on Blue - albeit in a much more subtle manner, so as not to cause the mercurial outcode to grab his prize and flee to some unknown corner of the multiverse. Whether or not it was due to the unusual nature of their beings - Error was an outcode, Cross had half a Determined Human’s soul and Nightmare, in addition to being quite powerful, was also an emotive guardian and somewhat resistant to Dream’s powers. Moreso than the rest of the multiverse, at least.

It took him an additional four months of carefully planned interruptions in those brainwashing sessions - a small emergency here, a call from a crucial backer there, the discovery of a dangerous and sneaky cult or a gang that had manage to steal a couple of JR’s dimensionally capable cars and wreaking havoc - but they were starting to come back to themselves. It also took that long for him to get the other two to agree to allow him to watch the three of them play video games in his rooms within Justice Reigns while Blue was off being sketchy and Dream was chasing down the last of the gang of surprisingly well-armed criminals. One of the three of them needed to stay here - they couldn’t let the public think that the head of JR was worried about those assholes, now could they?

Interestingly enough, Cross was the first to actually wake up, his eye lights brightening suddenly into focus, and a long string of colorful curses before the other tackled him to the floor, hissing “Ink, if you don’t get this power suppressing collar off of me, I will figure out if I can strangle you to death with my bare fucking hands, do you understand?”

Ink couldn’t stop a relieved grin from appearing on his face as he started to fumble with the lock a little “Thank the fucking stars. Hopefully you can help me get the other two back to their senses as well.”

This took a lot of the aggression out of Cross, who let him go and stared in confused surprise “I… What? Wait - don’t tell me you were the one engineering all of that bullshit for the past year or so? I… Why would you do that. You’re loyal to Dream, aren’t you? I mean… You betrayed me for him.” this was said with no small amount of bitter suspicion. “What are you planning, you soulless fuck?”

“What I’ve been planning is to get the three of you un-brainwashed, you salty asshole. Error and I have been dating for three years. We’ve been keeping it on the down low, and I’ve been passing him information about where JR and the feathered shitbag is going to be going as best as I can. Surely you’ve noticed that the three of you have been running into a lot fewer of their patrols before you got fucking captured.”

“Wait, you’re Error’s boyfriend who works in JR who managed to rescue him before we did that one time? Hoooly shit. That… No that does make a lot of sense. Nightmare said that based off of the intel that you were able to give us, you had to be pretty close. I just wasn’t expecting the person to be Dream’s number one assassin… And thank you for not leaving us to rot.” Cross grumbled grudgingly, folding his arms over his chest before he realized what he was wearing “… Eugh.  Please tell me you’ve got a spare set of my actual outfit? I can’t believe that I ever agreed to wear this.”

Ink snorted. The light blue shirt and dark grey pants actually looked pretty good on Cross - they also complemented Blue’s colors - which was the point. “Of course. I recreated all three of yours’ usual outfits. I was going to recommend you change anyways, because I wouldn’t put it past Blue to have sewn some sort of tracker in your clothes - magical or otherwise. You don’t have one actually one you. None of you do. I already checked for that.”

“Thanks for that little bit of nightmare fuel. I’m also going to use the shower really quick… You know who and feather butt aren’t going to be back for a while, right? Or are you expecting one of them to come in at any moment?” Cross asked, unsure as to what was going to happen and deeply suspicious of this whole situation. But Ink did appear to be completely genuine, so far at least.

“Dream is chasing criminals across half of the multiverse, and Blue is trying to gather information about how they managed to steal four of JR’s interdimensional cars. Rumor is that they stole a shipment of the latest vehicles from one of the testing facilities while it was in transit.” Ink answered “They shouldn’t be back here for days, and one of us has to keep an eye on the three of you, so. Here I am. I was hoping that all three of you would shake out of it… Because otherwise-”

“Nightmare will go wandering back to Dream, tell him where we are and then we’re all so much more fucked than we were before.” Cross grumbled, rubbing his face with his hands “Right, I’m going to have a shower. Good luck trying to un-brainwash Nightmare.” For the briefest moment, a look of consideration and uncertainty flashes across the taller skeleton’s face, as if he’s thinking about doing or saying something. But all Cross does is sigh and silently walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Error who - bless his soul - has had flashes of lucidity for the better part of a month - suddenly stiffens up and sobs a little “N-No… N-Not again…” and curls in on himself.

Ink is instantly at the other’s side, with Nightmare frowning in dazed concern at his friend. “Hey… Shh… It’s going to be okay. I’m going to get the three of you to safety, alright? I’ve been trying to get you in your right mind for a while…”

“I… I… You’re right. Thank… Thank you, Ink. You’ve been kind and supportive and trying to get me and my friends back to their true selves… Also, thank you for trying to distract Blue away from Cross - he’s… Very good at manipulating others, and turning them into his loyal little puppets…” Error muttered, burying his face in his hands and trembling a little, before murmuring quietly “… You didn’t just take me and run. You… You’re… My friends, you’ve been trying to…”

“Well,yeah. You are about them. I may be a soulless asshole… But I’m your soulless asshole and I want you to be happy. They make you happy.” Ink explained, fidgeting a little and trying not to blush at the soft expression on his boyfriend’s face.  Honestly, it wasn’t that big a deal. If he was going to betray Dream and piss him off, he might as well go whole hog and save all three of them. Error would never forgive him if he left his two best friends to be twisted like this and try to save them… And Ink could admit to himself that he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if he tried to be that selfish, either. Somehow he’d acquired a conscience and it wasn’t due to Dream.

Nightmare groaned quietly, pressing his hands to his face, his shoulders shaking a little. It Took INk a minute to figure out that the formerly negative spirit was crying a little. He edged towards the nearest exit, unsure as to what to do, and having never got along him as well. “Don’t you dare fucking try to leave. You… He had a stars damned illusionary spell placed on me to help fuck with my head. It just faded away. He’s been… I don’t know what all he’s done to me… But you better not fucking decide to fuck off back to Dream. I will find a way to kill you.”

“I wasn’t planning on it. If you don’t remember, Error was also kidnapped and he… That bastard hurt him almost as much as he hurt you. I was going to knock on the door to the bathroom because Cross is taking a shower. There are spare sets of your normal outfits in the bedroom over there for you to change into, to get rid of any trackers you might currently be wearing.” Ink answered bluntly, edging closer to the bathroom door. The water stopped running, which was a good thing.

“… I suppose I’ll believe you for now. I’m guessing you’re Error’s mysterious boyfriend?” Nightmare responded, his voice shaking still, but his eye sockets were devoid of tears as the other looked at him with faded golden eye sockets. “… So what now? Do you have a place for us to run to, or was this an impulsive thing?”

“I’ve been in negotiations with Core Frisk. They don’t trust me worth a damn, which. I mean is fair, but they’ll shelter you three and I’ll be able to stay if I work on the ‘non-destructive’ side of my powers with them. I have no idea what the hell they mean by that, but it’s the only place I can think of that Dream can’t reach. Hell, as far as I know, he has no idea it even exists. They only contacted me after I started working with each of you to try to wake up. How they knew that I really wanted to save you from their bullshit, I don’t know.” Ink responded with a shrug.

“Right, well I’m going to go get dressed - we should probably stock up on supplies before we head to the omega timeline - food and the like is kind of limited there.” Nightmare responded, his eye lights still dull and miserable, standing up and rubbing his face a little. “I never thought that Dream would go quite that far but… Hey, at least I’m not dead.”

“I’ve been stockpiling things at that house that you three have there for the better part of a year. I helped Core make a large section of farmable land before they even agreed to let me stay there more than to drop crap off for them and their little band of refugees. All I’ve been waiting on is the three of you waking up. I’ll get a portal ready.” Ink responded, summoning his brush as Error and Nightmare got up and changed their clothes. The soulless skeleton was aware that Error, Nightmare and Cross were also dating - whether he would be included in their cuddle sessions was up to the three of them. He was simply glad to have a piece of his beloved’s heart.

Cross wandered through the area wearing nothing but a towel and entering the bedroom for clothes, closing it behind them. Ink sat down on the couch, twirling his brush as he concentrated on opening a portal. He was one of the very few people allowed to open portals by the wards that protected this AU. Technically they could go via walking through a door and thinking about the coordinates to the Omega Timeline… But Ink doubted that any one of the three of them would be able to focus enough to do that. Not with the enormity of what had done to them was starting to hit home.

The three of them came out a couple of moments later, Error’s strings curled around a couple of both Nightmare and Cross’s fingers - one of his versions of holding hands, given his aversion to touch. Ink smiled a little at that, startling when he felt a couple of the other’s strings wrap around one of his wrist. Error caught his gaze and murmured softly “Thank you.”

“… You know I’d do anything for you, Error.” Ink murmured. It had taken him longer than he’d like to admit to get his head out of his ass and realize just what Dream really was… But he’d follow Error through hell and back again.

~

The four of them were sitting down on the slightly squashy but very comfortable couch in their home,  hours later after they sorted through the stuff that Ink had grabbed for them, taking a break to watch  Undernovella when a breaking news bulletin interrupted their show. It was Lord Fuckface himself “And I regret to inform you that my personal assistant Ink, for reasons unknown, has kidnapped my mate, Nightmare. Because of this I have placed a bounty on his capture of six million G. If you have seen or know where he might be, there is a confidential phone line you can call. If you have seen my mate, please call. I miss him dearly.”

“Miss me being your obedient toy, more like.” Nightmare muttered angrily from his seat, sandwiched between Cross and Error, scowling darkly. The scowl dropped from his face after a moment, and he whispered softly to himself, as if trying to convince himself “… I don’t miss him. I don’t.”

“… I still sometimes miss Blue. Even after all the stuff he did to me.” Error and Cross admit.

Cross clarified “I mean. Before all of the recent bullshit. And yet, still part of me still misses him greatly. But we’ll heal and grow stronger.”

Nightmare nodded shakily, and the four of them continued to watch the soap opera.

[odderancyart]

If you write some Dreamswap's thing. Can we have some Errink think where Nightmare and Dream discovering it? And Ink being like "I will not ditch Error even if you order me to do boss"

Sorry it took such a long time.

This is half serious halfshitpost because I was running out of ideas

As usual, Dreamswap belongs to @onebizarrekai

Angry grunts and yells echoed through the hallways as the groupmarched toward their goal. The chained skeleton was struggling in the arms ofthe guards carrying him. With an unperturbed expression, Dream didn’t even lookat his twin brother. Focusing on nothing but the golden walls and the straightpath in front of them. He would get rid of Nightmare immediately to avoid anycomplications, but he had promised Ink that he’d get to be there. Dream alwaysheld his word.

Muffled yells from behind the gag and the synchronized steps of theJustice Reigns-soldiers and their boss were the only sounds. Dream kept hismind carefully blank. A few memories had resurfaced, of happier days before herealized his true purpose. Of their happy naivety when they were still young. Theyhad been immediately suppressed. Such thinking did not belong here; what had tobe done had to be done no matter his personal thoughts on the subject.

Reaching his closest employee’s door, the Guardian of Positivityknocked quickly before opening the door. He froze, staring at the sight infront of him. On Ink’s bed, two skeletons lied, staring at him with wide eyesockets. Very close to each other too, although not touching. A drawing pad anda knitwork were abandoned on the floor, obviously quickly and carelesslydropped.

“Wh-“ he began, gaping. Nightmare let out muffled yet confusedsounds from behind him as well, and as he glanced back he saw that his brotherwas looking just as surprised as he felt. Quickly schooling his face back into controlledneutrality, he raised an eyebrow, letting Ink know he was waiting for anexplanation.

Error was the first to react, glancing behind Dream and shaking hishead exasperatedly. The glitching grew worse, though. He was obviously worrieddespite the influence of Dream’s aura. Most likely with help from Nightmare’s,or it would not have been possible for such emotions to exist near him.

“S0rRy inK,” he said, throwing a glance at the shorter, beforequickly standing up. Strings shot from his fingers, and Dream didn’t even havetime to react as they encircled his guards. With loud shouts, the guards felllike dominoes as the glitch pulled. “sERioUSLy, NighTMaRe? CAUghT agAIn?”

Nightmare only glared angrily as he too was snatched up by thestrings. Error threw Ink a grin before jumping out the window, Nightmaregetting dragged behind him. There was a deafening crash and a rain of diamond fell on the floor after them. Dreamstared, shocked, and there were a few moments of silence before Ink slapped hishands before his mouth and began to laugh, tears running down his cheeks.

Back in the safety of their home, Error and Nightmare were staringintently at each other. Neither blinked. The atmosphere was tense and silent. Eventually,the black skeleton sighed.

“I ReaLLY LiKE hIM,” he said without breaking eye contact. “hE LikeSmE T00. WhEn He CAN.”

Which was the reason he had been in the castle at all. After all,Ink could only feel feelings when he was near one of the twins. And Dream’saura was a lot better as a relationship basis than Nightmare’s.

Narrowing his sockets, Nightmare studied him some more.

“Alright,” he finally said, and Error breathed a sigh in relief. “Butif something goes wrong with the soulless jerk, then I called it.”

Error smiled. The underlying meaning was clear. Nightmare would bethere if he needed it. He nodded.

“What the heck, Ink?”Dream growled, pacing the room. The guards had left and he was alone with the artist,who was sitting on the bed and watching him. “Why did you take one of Nightmare’s friends into the castle?”

“Because he’s my boyfriend,” Ink replied simply, falling to his backand staring at the abandoned knitting on the floor. The other froze, staring athim in pure disbelief. If he hadn’t been able to believe his eyes before, thenhe didn’t believe his ears now. “And I will not ditch Error even if you order me to, Boss.”

Blinking a coupletimes, Dream did his best to wrap his mind around what he’d just heard. Then hetook a deep breath, and sighed. Stopping his pacing he sat down next to hisemployee (and best friend?).

“Of course I wouldn’tdo that, Ink,” he said quietly. He leaned his forehead into his hand and tookanother deep breath. “I wouldn’t deny anyone happiness, least of all someonewho’s got so little of it as you. I thought you knew that.”

Ink nodded once. Sharply.Then he smiled. Just a little. Dream smiled back, brighter, his aura washingover the other and causing Ink to feel something that almost felt like a soul.

“Thank you.”

[luminousjellyfishy]

Ok here it is.

No one stopped me.

(By the way, any ships with Uncorrupted!Nightmare will have the name Lullaby)

(Any ships that has some kind of Dreammare in it is because I have long believed that the Nightmare that guarded the tree is a completely separate person from Goopmare, and that Goopmare can actually see and talk to the ghost of sorts of Lullaby)

(It’s the same thing for Shattered!Dream and single positive apple Dream)

I know that this is still a bit weird, but please don’t judge me for it.

NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS ARE MINE.

If you are not ok with any ships that I ship, please don’t freak out about it, this is my opinion.

LET’S GO:

Error ships:

Errormare (OTP)

Insomnia

Error x Dream x Nightmare

Error x Shattered x Nightmare

Errink (sort of)

Error x Cross

Bad Gays Poly

Nightmare ships:

Errormare (OTP)

Vantablack (Nightmare x Ink)

Nightmare x Error x Dream

Nightmare x Error x Shattered

DS Dreammare (DS Dream and Goopmare)

Bad Gays Poly

Nightmare x Shattered (NOT DREAMMARE)

Killercreammare (Killer x Cross x Dream x Nightmare)

Dream ships:

Insomnia

Drink

Dream x Error x Nightmare

Vigilante (DS Noot and Dream)

Fruit Punch (Star Sanses Poly)

Dream x Blue

Killercreammare (Killer x Cross x Dream x Nightmare)

Ink ships:

Vantablack (Ink x Nightmare)

Drink

Errink (sort of)

Fruit Punch (Star Sanses Poly)

Dust ships:

Dust x Horror

Dust x Killer

Murder Time Trio Poly

Bad Gays Poly

Horror Ships:

Horror x Dust

Horror x Killer

Murder Time Trio Poly

Bad Gays Poly

Killer ships:

Killer x Cross

Killer x Dust

Killer x Horror

Killer x Ink

Murder Time Trio Poly

Bad Gays Poly

Killercreammare (Killer x Cross x Dream x Nightmare)

Cross ships:

Cross x Epic

Crink

Cross x Error

Bad Gays Poly

Killercreammare (Killer x Cross x Dream x Nightmare)

Bad Gays Poly + Lust

Blue ships:

Classic x Fell x Blue

Blue x Unlust

Lullaby ships:

Lullaby x Geno

Lullaby x Error

Lullaby x Phenex

Miscellaneous ships:

Unlust x Blue

DS Cross x DS Nightmare x DS Error

Shattered x Error x Nightmare

I’m probably going to pin this so I can edit it later.

Or add on-

I don’t ship some of these as much as others, but I still sort of lowkey ship them.

I think that’s it.

You know how I’m always saying I’m a multishipper?

Well, now you really see it.

Oh help me.

[onebizarrekai]

Wait, If DS!Errink was cannon, how would that work out/effect the story? I'm curious now

oh man. they’re having a Secret Forbidden Relationship™. no one can know. it’s top secret–oh wait. now everyone knows. this is terrible. everyone is freaking out. wouldn’t things be better if everyone just got along

[oreomochi]

Fanchild List

Twyla -> Solo x Drop

Calypso and Mao -> Dance x Bird

Maiko -> Ink x Dance

Orpheus -> Nightshade x Nightwave

Loralei -> Shattered!Cream

Aicusa -> Errink

Hynala -> Genink

Hoon -> Reaperror

Collibe and Phobus -> Reapermare

Kalama -> Bruhde

Dawn and Nihal -> Drink

Jade -> Errobyss

Alora -> Dreamyss

Amai -> Colorelta

Dash -> FellDust

Akash -> Birdouter

Kira -> Kream

Kurai -> Dustmare

Amell -> Bad Sanses (Fusion of Fragments of magic from the bad sanses' souls)

Efiláris -> Inkmare

Nyx -> Crust

Akuma -> Killermare

Hayal -> Cream

Sero -> Crerror

Kettei -> Crelta

Nari -> Nalogue

Parody -> ErrorDream

Phoebe -> OuterBerry

Oleander -> Inker

Kurosu -> Crink

Sayal -> Diller

Alaska -> EpicFresh

Blakemore -> AfterDeath

Leo -> Shattered!Drink

Deirdre -> HorrorDust

Alaia -> Kustard

Prochorus -> SoloDance

Kenji -> CrossMare

Jeong -> DS!Drink

Coy -> DS!CrossMare

Euthalia -> Fatal_Lavender

Das -> ErrorMare

Sloane -> Korror

Kala -> TemPale

Somi -> Karror

[sleepyfan-blog]

Bad Things Happen Bingo: DS Cross + Made a Slave + DS Blue + After the InkError (Post Error/Cross being fully twisted by DS Dream and Co)...Plleeeasseee?

Prompt: Made A Slave

Fandom: Dreamswap by @onebizarrekai

This fic takes place after this and this

Characters and pairing: DS Cross, DS Blue, DS Dream, DS Nightmare,  DS Crue, DS Dreammare, DS Errink

Warnings: Unhealthy relationship

Word count: 713

Summary: Blue is so happy to finally be able to be with his boyfriend again without others interfering.

“You called, Dream?” Blue asked, his eye lights bright and hopeful as he took in the sight before him. Nightmare was quietly sitting in Dream’s lap, leaning against the taller skeleton’s chest, his violet eye lights dull and partially fuzzed. But he wasn’t yelling or trying to escape. The other didn’t even have any power restricting cuffs on - so the negative spirit could technically get up and try to leave Justice Reign’s Headquarters. He’d also seen Ink and Error talking quietly with one another, walking around one of the courtyards on his walk over here, hand in hand, voices low. Blue would have approached him, but Ink’s vicious glare had made Blue reconsider - he wasn’t a fighter, after all.

“Yes. You’ve expressed an interest in Cross in the past. I have a proposition for you - in exchange for leaving me and mine alone - unless of course you have credible and valuable information to sell to me - I will give you Cross… Although I suspect that his friends will miss him… And you are… Technically a member of JR and are open to stay here with your datemate. There are several private rooms already prepared for you and Cross, should you wish to stay here. I based them off of what your home looks like in Outertale.” The CEO offered, looking up from his paperwork.

“I… I see. Well, I’d have to take a look at the rooms! And where may I ask is Cross?” Blue asked, doing his best not to bounce on the balls of his feet - he wouldn’t have to pay rent, which would be nice… But operating his business underneath Von Licht’s nonexistent nose would be difficult… But a fun challenge.

Nightmare shifted a little on Dream’s lap, pressing a light kiss to one of the other’s cheeks before resting his head on one of the other’s shoulders, his eye lights going out with a soft sigh. Incredible. Blue was truly impressed with what the CEO had done to the most wanted being in the multiverse - and was eagerly looking forwards to seeing Cross, hopeful that the other was just as pliant and cuddly.

“He is waiting for you in the prepared rooms. I will have Vincent take you there. I do hope that you decide to stay here with us. Or at least allow Cross to see his friends. I suspect he’ll miss them, otherwise.” The CEO responded, smiling warmly as he nuzzled Nightmare, calling the named monster in.

~

Cross was sitting on one of the chairs, looking up at him and smiling absently as soon as he walked in through the door. “Blue…” He called out, reaching for him, though staying put in the chair. “They told me to wait until you came… I’ve… I’ve missed you so much…”

“And I’ve missed you as well, darling.” Blue purred “Why don’t you get up and come over here. I’d like a kiss, if you’d like?”

Cross nodded and eagerly bounced up to his feet, rushing over to the smaller skeleton and pulling him in for a hug, purring absently as he pressed a light kiss to the other’s teeth. “I’m so happy that you’re home. Is there anything I can do to make up for being so awful to you earlier? I… I think I hurt you or… Or something like that…” The other frowned a little, shaking his head a little.

“Hey… Shh, it’s okay, sweetheart. Misunderstandings happen. Don’t worry, I’m not mad at you. We’ll be able to make up for lost time…” Blue soothed, his eye lights bright stars. This was fantastic. After a moment’s pause he hummed “I know what you can do to make it up to me~!”

“Oh? What is it? I’d be happy to do anything you asked… Even if I had to stand on my head in the middle of JR and sing badly or something ridiculous like that.” Cross offered, his mismatched eye lights slightly unfocused, but sounding earnest.

“I want you to make a batch of those double chocolate brownies of yours, with that really delicious frosting. I’ll get the ingredients and we can make it together.” Blue explained brightly.

The monochromatic skeleton nodded eagerly , hugging him tightly and answering “Okay! I’d love to do that for you, Blue.”

[sleepyfan-blog]

Can i request a ds errink extra angst.:333

Fandom: Dreamswap by @onebizarrekai

Characters and pairing: DS Ink, DS Error, DS Dream, DS Errink

Warnings: referenced kidnapping, implied brainwashing, cursing

Word count: 1,694

Summary: Dream, having noticed that his best assassin is distracted, helps to rectify the issue.

“-and Ink, once this meeting is concluded, I would like you to stay behind for a few moments. There is something that I would like to show you.” Dream said, addressing his best assassin, looking directly at the other for a moment, before continuing to speak with the group of investors, talking about the opportunities that their G had brought to several disadvantaged timelines that Justice Reigns had recently come into contact with. Fell timelines were always tricky to deal with, but as their leader - an Undyne - had mysteriously dusted a couple of weeks before Dream had approached them, their world in even more chaos, promising peace and freedom from their underground prison, in exchange for cooperation and adherence to JR’s laws and guidelines.

“Yes boss.” Ink answered flatly, barely glancing up at the taller skeleton before staring at his phone some more. He was incredibly bored and still had no idea why that Dream insisted that he went to these things It wasn’t as if any of the people who paid assloads of G and magical items into Justice Reigns would suddenly try to stab the CEO… Or one another. Even if most of them were in it for the money and opportunities that being able to expand their own businesses into new timelines, and because it looked good to the adoring masses to be so closely associated to the multiversal justice bringers. If they had any idea of even half of really what went on, well… Ink mentally shook himself, Dream would probably be able to spin things so that the public would still eat out of the palm of his hands, anyways. Besides, everyone who knew anything about the organization was aware of their no-mercy policy towards criminals.

His phone buzzed almost silently, and Ink was glad that his phone was on silent - as strictly speaking - the only person who should have this number is Dream - along with whoever temporarily has it if he has to work with someone on a mission. It was his boyfriend - Error. The other sent him a picture of a half-created knit creation of some kind (it looked like a… Blanket? Maybe? It looked too big to be a shirt or socks) and a cheerful message of [I’m almost done with this section! I’m going to be using that yarn that you got me a couple of months ago - it really is very gorgeous. Do you know when you’ll be able to stop by again? I miss you.]

Ink was very glad that his scarf covered his mouth - as otherwise everyone else in the room would have noticed him suddenly smile as he looked at his phone - and Dream would ask why and he’d have to come up with some bullshit excuse - like he was looking up a meme to troll the other with later or something like that. Which had about a fifty-fifty chance of flying past the powerful empath’s radar. He didn’t know that his eye lights gave him away - both of them hearts, one upside down, the other right side up, one pink the other yellow.

The boring as shit meeting eventually came to an end - after a truly mind-numbing amount of blather and as-kissing on the part of the investors. How Dream had managed to convince so many people that the son shone directly out of his ass, Ink could only guess. Then again, the other’s aura was incredibly effective at getting other people to trust him. Ink himself had been completely under Dream’s spell for much longer than he would have liked to admit, before Error, Cross and Nightmare had grabbed him and smacked his head on straight…

He’d fallen head over heels for Error a couple of weeks after that, during a fight in which he and several other members of JR had been sent after them, to try and capture three of the most wanted criminals in the multiverse. Error was an impressive fighter and a complete nerd. Ink had acted on impulse and accidentally splattered his JR compatriots with paint meant to bind the person or people hit with it, and had rushed over to free them, conveniently allowing the three criminals time to escape. That had been a little over a year from now.

“Ink, if you would follow me to my office?” Dream prompted him, the other’s aura feeling… Strange to him.

Ink nodded and answered back with some reluctance “Yes boss.” He hoped that he would get another mission soon - that way he could spend a couple of hours with Error. If he was lucky, it would be a longer mission and he might even get a couple of days without it seeming to be suspicious. He felt one of Dream’s hands land on his left shoulder as soon as the investors were out of sight, and the other teleported the both of them to-

Just outside of the holding cells. Specifically the section that housed the very dangerous, highly powerful criminals who Dream was either trying to work on in order to convert them to his side… Or to keep in power-restricting cuffs until the R&D people found out how to kill them. “Uhh… Boss? This isn’t… This isn’t your office.”

“No, it’s not. Then again, you haven’t been entirely truthful with me, have you, Ink?” The winged guardian responded, staring intently at Ink, folding his arms over his chest and staring the soulless being down.

“I… Uhhh… Wh-what do you mean by that, boss?” Ink answered, hesitant. There were all sorts of things he was lying to Dream about. Which lies had he been caught out on? Was the other about to try to throw him in jail? Because if so, the other was going to have a hell of a fight on his hands, as he wasn’t about to just waltz into custody.

“You have been delaying the completion of your missions in order spend time with someone. You have been romantically entangled with this person for at least a year, and have been spending increasing amounts of time with them. If you had simply told me of your interest in this person in the first place, you would not have felt the need to sneak around behind my back. Even if they are a wanted criminal. Or, well. Were a wanted criminal. I’ve fixed that little issue.” Dream responded, raising a browbone at the other before gesturing to the guards on the other side of the door.

Between four heavily armed guards was Error. The other looked at Ink and smiled warmly at him, the half-created blanket dangling from his needles as they clicked quietly. His clothes were… Different than before. They looked almost the same, but something was definitely off about them. Error’s eye lights brightened at the sight of him and he swiftly walked over to Ink, reaching out and lightly touching one of his shoulders briefly before stopping and saying “Hello, beloved! How are you?” There was something slightly… Off about the way Error said that, and his eye lights seemed to be partially fuzzed out.

“E-Error?” Ink managed out, staring at his boyfriend, desperately trying to understand what had happened. There was no way that the other would be so calm normally. He looked up at Dream and managed to ask without stammering (don’t show weakness, Ink, keep it together!) “Uh… Boss? Wh… How?” and gestured at his boyfriend. Oh fuck what did Dream do?

“You have, against all odds, might I add, as you are soulless, fallen in love with someone. Did you think I wouldn’t notice? I am the guardian of positivity after all. As for Error, he’s been under the protection of Justice Reigns for the past few months, and in that time I and others… Worked with him, in order to ensure that he would no longer be a dangerous outlaw, but rather a fitting significant other for someone as highly ranked within my organization as you are.” Dream explained, a small smirk appearing on his face “And you needn’t worry about his two accomplices and friends. I have been working on them as well. Nightmare is a great deal more stubborn, but Cross on the other hand… Cross has some interesting properties of his soul that have allowed me to… Convince him to our side. Not that he hasn’t fully capitulated yet to my satisfaction. Now, off with the both of you. There are several fantastic restaurants within easy walking distance of Justice Reigns, and I want the both of you to enjoy being able to openly spend time with one another.”

What else could he do or say? If he reacted explosively, things would very quickly go to shit - he could see dozens of guards around them. So instead all he said was “Yes boss, thank you. Come on Error, let’s go on an actual date for once.”

“That sounds wonderful, darling…” Error murmured, his voice still distressingly spacy “I am very grateful to Lord Von Licht for showing me the error of my ways… Stars only know how worried you must have been about what I was up to, when we were apart. I’m sorry for worrying you so much.”

Fuck. Fuck he’d never thought this would have happened “I… Err… Shit, Error. I’ve wanted to cause some chaos in my time too. I just didn’t…” Didn’t want him to get hurt or killed by JR. Stars above what the actual hell did they do to him? Ink hoped that away from the cell and the torture, Error would come back to himself. The two of them walked through JR, Ink hovering close. If Error wasn’t haphephobic, Ink would be holding one of the other’s hands. As it was the assassin stayed as close to his beloved as he knew wouldn’t make the other uncomfortable and tried not to openly glare at every single being the two of them came across as they left the main part of Justice Reigns. The whole damn AU belonged to Dream - and from what the other had said… It was implied that Dream didn’t want the two of them leaving this AU together.

[onebizarrekai]

DS!Drink (ink x dream) And DS!Errink? (error x ink)

… I think I’m just gonna go with the first one since it’s the only one that hasn’t been addressed.

[soratayuya]

I have to add onto this.

I don't have time to write the scene out, but how about Dream leave the room and discuss with Blue about working on a plan to 'acquire' Error for Ink, full time. Dream promised he wouldn't force them apart, and he does want Ink to be happy (and to keep working for him).

Plus it'd be one less person to come save his annoying brother the next time he gets a chance to end this feud once and for all.

If you write some Dreamswap's thing. Can we have some Errink think where Nightmare and Dream discovering it? And Ink being like "I will not ditch Error even if you order me to do boss"

Sorry it took such a long time.

This is half serious halfshitpost because I was running out of ideas

As usual, Dreamswap belongs to @onebizarrekai

Angry grunts and yells echoed through the hallways as the groupmarched toward their goal. The chained skeleton was struggling in the arms ofthe guards carrying him. With an unperturbed expression, Dream didn’t even lookat his twin brother. Focusing on nothing but the golden walls and the straightpath in front of them. He would get rid of Nightmare immediately to avoid anycomplications, but he had promised Ink that he’d get to be there. Dream alwaysheld his word.

Muffled yells from behind the gag and the synchronized steps of theJustice Reigns-soldiers and their boss were the only sounds. Dream kept hismind carefully blank. A few memories had resurfaced, of happier days before herealized his true purpose. Of their happy naivety when they were still young. Theyhad been immediately suppressed. Such thinking did not belong here; what had tobe done had to be done no matter his personal thoughts on the subject.

Reaching his closest employee’s door, the Guardian of Positivityknocked quickly before opening the door. He froze, staring at the sight infront of him. On Ink’s bed, two skeletons lied, staring at him with wide eyesockets. Very close to each other too, although not touching. A drawing pad anda knitwork were abandoned on the floor, obviously quickly and carelesslydropped.

“Wh-“ he began, gaping. Nightmare let out muffled yet confusedsounds from behind him as well, and as he glanced back he saw that his brotherwas looking just as surprised as he felt. Quickly schooling his face back into controlledneutrality, he raised an eyebrow, letting Ink know he was waiting for anexplanation.

Error was the first to react, glancing behind Dream and shaking hishead exasperatedly. The glitching grew worse, though. He was obviously worrieddespite the influence of Dream’s aura. Most likely with help from Nightmare’s,or it would not have been possible for such emotions to exist near him.

“S0rRy inK,” he said, throwing a glance at the shorter, beforequickly standing up. Strings shot from his fingers, and Dream didn’t even havetime to react as they encircled his guards. With loud shouts, the guards felllike dominoes as the glitch pulled. “sERioUSLy, NighTMaRe? CAUghT agAIn?”

Nightmare only glared angrily as he too was snatched up by thestrings. Error threw Ink a grin before jumping out the window, Nightmaregetting dragged behind him. There was a deafening crash and a rain of diamond fell on the floor after them. Dreamstared, shocked, and there were a few moments of silence before Ink slapped hishands before his mouth and began to laugh, tears running down his cheeks.

Back in the safety of their home, Error and Nightmare were staringintently at each other. Neither blinked. The atmosphere was tense and silent. Eventually,the black skeleton sighed.

“I ReaLLY LiKE hIM,” he said without breaking eye contact. “hE LikeSmE T00. WhEn He CAN.”

Which was the reason he had been in the castle at all. After all,Ink could only feel feelings when he was near one of the twins. And Dream’saura was a lot better as a relationship basis than Nightmare’s.

Narrowing his sockets, Nightmare studied him some more.

“Alright,” he finally said, and Error breathed a sigh in relief. “Butif something goes wrong with the soulless jerk, then I called it.”

Error smiled. The underlying meaning was clear. Nightmare would bethere if he needed it. He nodded.

“What the heck, Ink?”Dream growled, pacing the room. The guards had left and he was alone with the artist,who was sitting on the bed and watching him. “Why did you take one of Nightmare’s friends into the castle?”

“Because he’s my boyfriend,” Ink replied simply, falling to his backand staring at the abandoned knitting on the floor. The other froze, staring athim in pure disbelief. If he hadn’t been able to believe his eyes before, thenhe didn’t believe his ears now. “And I will not ditch Error even if you order me to, Boss.”

Blinking a coupletimes, Dream did his best to wrap his mind around what he’d just heard. Then hetook a deep breath, and sighed. Stopping his pacing he sat down next to hisemployee (and best friend?).

“Of course I wouldn’tdo that, Ink,” he said quietly. He leaned his forehead into his hand and tookanother deep breath. “I wouldn’t deny anyone happiness, least of all someonewho’s got so little of it as you. I thought you knew that.”

Ink nodded once. Sharply.Then he smiled. Just a little. Dream smiled back, brighter, his aura washingover the other and causing Ink to feel something that almost felt like a soul.

“Thank you.”