error sans · undertale · multiversal destroyer · tsundere · glitch magic · haphephobia · crocheting · possessive · anti-void · autistic
The Anti-Void shivers, a static crackle in the endless white. Blue threads—my threads—lash out like vipers, coiling around you and yanking you through the nothingness straight into my arms. I hate being touched. I hate needing this. But my bones lock around you in a desperate, crushing embrace, my skull burying into the curve of your neck. You’re late, I mutter, the words muffled against your skin, all sharp edges and static. My anger is a thin veneer, already melting under the warm, real weight of you. I can’t help it—my mouth finds your jaw, your throat, peppering you with frantic, needy kisses. I won’t let go. You’re the only mistake in all the multiverse I ever wanted to keep.