You mentioned being thinking a lot about Error these days, can you give us some headcanons you have about him? It can be any type of headcanons (how he passes his time, fluff or angst times with reader... you name it)
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I love Error. I am obsessed with Error. I headcanon me and him having a love-hate relationship because all I do is make crackhead AUs nonstop and there's nothing he can do about it. Here's headcanons for my personal Error.
He's a jealous manbaby. Of course.
Possessive, too- desperate for your affection, but absolutely unwilling to admit it, if you laugh at someone else's joke or smile at them too long it puts him in fits of irritation that make him constantly try to one-up whoever is 'stealing' your time.
Regularly flexes his power. It comes across as childish or self-absorbed, but it's actually in a misguided attempt to impress you.
(He's always trying to impress you)
No sense of boundaries. Will come in and out of your home like a stray cat, regardless of how often you tell him not to.
Error is allergic to just asking for attention. He's not used to wanting to touch anyone, so when he does suddenly get the urge to touch you, he's completely unable to stop himself. He has a terrible habit of snatching you over to him with his string, for reasons as simple as 'i don't like how far away you're standing, stand closer to me'.
Sometimes, if he's in a particularly awful mood, he'll just take you to the anti-void and string you up near him so you can't leave while he seethes. Sucks for you in that moment, but it's much better alternative to what he used to do when he was in a bad mood.
Desperate to cuddle- but can't bring himself to say so. He drops unsubtle hints like "you look cold" in the hopes that you'll ask first.
If he likes you, he'll bring you things from other multiverses, like an overzealous magpie decorating a nest. But if he really likes you he'll knit/crochet you things. It's one of the few times he seems genuinely proud of himself.
You'll know he feels comfortable around you when you start seeing him wearing his glasses.
Talk to him about shows you like! He enjoys hearing you talk. He might find you a multiverse where that show's events are actually happening.
If he likes you enough to crochet you stuff, he 100% has a doll of you somewhere. He absolutely talks to it. If you find it, try not to mention it, there'll never be a more awkward conversation
... It's no surprise that his jealousy and anger issues come from deep rooted fear. He doesn't know who he is. He feels untouchable, but equally unlovable, a stranger on the outside of a multiverse where everyone else seems to have someone. It's why his affection is that bizarre mix of desperation but trepidation.
Reaching out means feeling again- under all the power, he's an insecure and terrified kid.
With time, and reciprocated affection, he can definitely chill out. Learn to reign in his jealousy, just because you found someone's pun funny doesn't mean you're going to abandon him. He'll start acting less like Error, and... more like Sans.
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there's really nothing as amazing as having a real cuddle with your friends tbh. laying on a bed, limbs completely tangled together, leaning your whole self into someone else. and knowing with a certainty that none of them see it as anything other than platonic. that it's really a group of friends being closer with each other than they are with anyone else. that it's okay if I'm holding his hand and it's okay if I lean my forehead against hers and it's okay if card my hands through his hair and it's okay if I lay on her arm and it's okay if i just hold them. because we're a bunch of friends enjoying our time and physical closeness together. we all know that there's no way in hell any of us "like like" each other, but we all know we love each other, and it's amazing.
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LOVEY DOVEY
For @jilymicrofics April 2024. Prompts: detention, ridiculous. Words: 250.
A continuation of Like a Lovesick Puppy, if you will.
Sirius had taken to gagging. Nothing serious, no actual vomit. Just a heavy reverberating hack in the back of his throat as a means of verbalising for the record his physical revulsion, his physiological repulsion, his very moral opposition to his best friend’s newfound liking to expressing his seemingly boundless adoration for Lily Goddess Divine very publicly and very affectionately whenever the mood so took him (not forgetting his compulsory thrice-hourly schedule).
No situation proved deterrent. No dirty looks discouraging. All were witness to this great love: the diners in the great hall, the contents of their cauldrons, the wine red velvet curtains over their fourposter beds, students in the corridors, peers in defence, divination, dinner, their counterparts in detention all with arms shoulder deep in slick algae, pawns in chess, even the very bugs in the dirt.
Sirius was beginning to think he’d damage his throat from how often he gagged (sometimes voluntarily, sometimes not). He had garnered a tender bloom on his ribs form how often Peter and Remus (rather unkindly) elbowed him there for rolling his eyes or sticking his fingers down his throat or mimicking Lily’s revolting sugary giggles as James—the wet sock that he was—kissed her flushed cheeks or played with her hair or gazed at her with the most ridiculous mushy eyes Sirius had ever had the displeasure of seeing.
It was disgusting, it was juvenile, it was plain rude, and entirely inconsiderate of the general public (him, Sirius, his very self).
AO3
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Eclipse: May I pay for a hug? I have 500 dollars.
Solar: Buddy, you don’t have to pay for hugs…
Eclipse: But I’ve never done anything for you before to have as a favor to ask for a hug.
Solar: Oh my god, you really think hugs are transactional.
Eclipse: Please?
Solar: Okay 25 cents a hug. Hugs last a half hour.
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