Error Sans - Tumblr Posts - Page 4

* You crank up the realism level a bit.

* You take out @unu-nunu-art ‘s Error Kitty and Ink Dog to meet @crystal-www ‘s Error and Ink cats.

Kind of response to LukaMegurine666′s comment on deviantArt to this picture: https://lyoth737.tumblr.com/post/155042336769/i-dare-ink-to-wear-a-anime-female-uniform

This time it’s Ink dressing up Error in a tutu.

ÒvÓ Yass, there’s no escape here for you~~~

i wants to see ink eithr being tickle or tickling someone :3

Would you believe me if I told you that it wasn’t hard for me to pick a victim for this?

Yessss very much yesss ~~~ <3

Tsundere Error is tsundere.

*whispers* Error loves Ink

Does he?

okay, good to know

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! 

Omg, rushed drawing because Error’s birthday is todaaay!!!

Don’t wanna miss that!!!

Error Sans belongs to @loverofpiggies

♥ ♥ ♥ Hhhhhhhhhngggghhhhhhhh

error and ink sin? or just hanging out

“You’re right, I’m not sorry. What are you going to do about it? Punish me?”

…this is probbaly the closest to sin I can get. So… does this still count as hanging out or is this sin? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

HHH LOOK AT THEM LOOK AT THEM LOOK AT THEM!!!

You finally finished their refs and OMG I'm so excited you did that!! X3

I love them and there are SO much MORE details on them than on these pictures! They're SO much more than just a swap version of each other! I've witnessed their creation and MAN I want to draw them so badly (even though I don't really have the time with exams next weeks)!!!

I hope you draw more with them, @unu-nunu-art!!! X3

(Remember to click for better resolution or go to my DeviantArt. It’s easier to read this way, tumblr is just bad with resolutions)

So… yeah. I’ve been working on this for quite a while. Introducing Template and Pale, a Swap version (but not quite) of Error and Ink. I’ve been playing around with this concept for serveral months and it actually took me super long to get from a concept sketch to this. They really feel like more than just a swap version at this point but more of their own characters. Crazy, right?

I really couldn’t decide what to put on the refs. I wanted to give an accurate impression, but didn’t mean to cram it. Either way, I tried to make it as polished as possible. …I gotta say, I’m nervous. I didn’t upload anything like that for years. Haha… enjoy two more idiots floating around in this multiverse? :’D

With greatest respect, the original Error and Ink of course belong to @loverofpiggies and @myebi

It’s making an awesome phone wallpaper ♥ 

Especially when it shines brighter when you touch it!!

Happy BirthdAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!

The size is fitting for a phone wallpaper idk hahahaha

Error @loverofpiggies

Aww, man, this is pretty cute! I wonder if there’ll be more!! X”3

The small Dork and the Artist pt.2

OkiOkiOkiOki I wanted to continue what @That-Punny-Cookie started, even if it was my other account that I deleted, I had a feeling nobody would believe me and all. Just saying, the One-Shot wasn’t supposed to be submitted, it was a draft ;w; But, just saying, the day I found out you replied… I WAS JUMPING OVER MOON ;;;;;W;;;;;; I WAS OVERWHELMED WITH HAPPINESS! O-O I FELT LIKE I COULD PUNCH THROUGH A WALL

I WAS THAT PUMPED WITH HAPPINESS AAAAAAUUUUUGHHHHH ;;;;;;W;;;;;;;;;

(Also- YOU GOT HIT BY THE TRAIN NUU ;A; WE LOST A SPECIAL PERSON!)

>>~•(§*§)•~<<

Error poked the chocolate softly.

It looked yummy.

And Error wanted to eat something.

Error gently picked up the chocolate while Ink watched, curious for what his rescuing to chocolate will be. Error took a small nibble of the chocolate (that wasn’t wrapped) slowly and cautiously. His eye lights lit up slightly at the sweet taste. Instead of chomping down the chocolate greedily, Error instead took quick but small nibbles of the chocolate. Ink giggled at the small glitchy child.

”Hey, what’s your name?“ Ink asked, “I’m Ink. You can call me anything but shorty.”

Error looked up at Ink, blinking a little, putting down the (very tasty) chocolate bar.

Error sat down a little more properly, sitting on his bum. (Is that more proper, or does it not make a difference? I don’t know, whoops-)

“My NaMe iS Error,“ Error murmured softly. Ink leaned in a little, humming in question. “What did you say?” Ink asked politely. Error tooonin a deep breath and looked Ink straight in the eye with slight bravery.

”Error,“ Error repeated confidently, “My NaMe Is Error.”

Ink smiled brightly, crawling closer to Error. ”That’s a great name! Do you mind if I call you … Hmm … RuRu, perhaps?“ Ink asked. Error rose his ‘eyebrows.’ “WhO Is ’RuRu’¿” Error asked back. Ink giggled, scooting a little closer to Error.

“Your RuRu, silly!“ Ink smiled, pointing to Error. Error pointed to himself, “mE¿ bUt, I’m ErRor!” Error protested, “nOt rUrU!”

Ink grinned, “If I call you RuRu, you can call me anything you want. If you like, you can call me shorty, even if I’m taller than you,“ Ink suggested, scooting until he was normal length from Error.

Error puffed his cheeks and and crossed his arms, “I-i’m nOt GonNA aLwAyS bE shOrT! I-i’lL grOw Up!“ Error huffed, “i’lL grOw Up TO bE tAlL!”

Ink rolled his eyes playfully. “Suuuuuure. Hehe. Anyway, want to leave this awful place?“ Ink asked Error. Error gasped and stood up quickly, “yEs PleAsE, InK!” Error smiled, which Ink returned. The artist stood up, and realized how short Error was. Even wearing shoes, Error was just a little shorter than Inks elbow.

’Oh my gosh,’ Ink squealed internally, ’He’s so short!’ Ink internally fangirled at how cute Error is. ‘But, I also wonder, will Error be able to go through the portal himself?’ Ink asked himself. He shrugged and opened a portal using his paintbrush. Almost immediately, Error hid behind Ink.

“WhAt Is ThAt… ?” Error asked nervously, grabbing onto Inks clothes. Ink turned a little, looking down at the nervous child.

“That, RuRu, is a portal. It will take us away from here,” Ink smiled happily. Error still hid behind Ink.

The artist turned around completely, grabbing Error and placing him onto his hip. Error squeaked and grabbed onto Ink for his dear life.

Ink looked at Error, “Are you ready? We’re going to walk through the portal.“ Error nodded, grabbing onto Ink even more tightly.

’He might fall asleep when we go through the portal,’ Ink thought, ’Probably because of his unsteady magic.’

After that thought, Ink stepped through his portal, entering his guest room in his home.

Which was thankfully not covered in enough papers to not be considered a room anymore. The room was quite plain. If had a twin sized bed in the middle of the room, pressed against the wall. On the right of the bed was a desk, papers and pencils scattered around the wooden surface. It was a plain looking room as mention earlier. Ink turned to check if Error had fallen asleep.

Yup, he is.

Ink picked up Error and placed him onto the guest bed, tucking him in.

Ink sat next to Errors bed, just in case Error wakes up and gets scared, or something along those lines. Ink wants to be next to the glitchy skeleton, he wants to know if he’s okay, he wants to make sure nobody is messing with Error. The artist stroked Error’s head in a comforting manner, hoping too sooth the skeletons nervous nerves from going through portal earlier.

“I will watch over you, no matter what. Your my small little dork.”

>>~•(§*§)•~<< Before y'all start screaming about stuff I messed up I thought that Error wouldn’t have hapephobia(? Is that his you spell it?) because he wasn’t stuck in the void for a heck of a long time. So he didn’t mind the touching. (Or, maybe I didn’t want to write angst/feels ;w;)

(I’ve gotten sucked into child!error x Ink to the point where I’m drawing them in class XD)

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Submitted by  ask-error-and-ink-the-nerds

Unu says: You didn’t have a title so I felt free to name the story, haha. I’m good at naming things, did you know that? |D

Anyway, this is just so cute! You guys keep submitting so cute fanfics to me and just… hnnngh <3<3<3

Thanks for continuing the story. And you’re welcome for the response, I guess? Though I’m still recovering from that train hitting me last time and stuff~

Oooh, indeed a pretty style! OvO

Tenplate＆Pale

I love their designs!!!

Template and pale belong to  @unu-nunu-art

OOOOOOOOH That looks super adorable!

And it’s an interesting idea that his graphic pen can do some rainbow lines! Now I imagine him using it to write with people that are far away or cannot hear him xD

I’M IN LOVE WITH THIS LITTLE DORK.

I don’t know if his… pen? can do that but meeeeh

Template belongs to @unu-nunu-art

Reblog on my art blog as well because tumblr didn't understand me :V Very cute picturre

Hello, can you draw Error kitty? Your cats are so cute! >u

Sorry that this took so long! But I was lacking the motivation, so please forgive me ;-;

And there’s a variant with some glitches too!

Error Sans - Anxiety!

There are different kinds of Anxiety. 

Wanna see other works of the Color Palette Challenge?

- Underfell Sans - Fiddleford McGucket - Ink & Error - Fresh - Nightmare - Hope - Template - Pale - Splatoon 2 - Splatfest Mayo vs. Ketchup (guest art) - Melon - Undyne

@trishaschiffer

How about Template "constant rambling"?

“Tremble in T!Error before the Mighty Template! For I shall not let you pass any further!”

(Hun, why did you give me a palette that didn’t include a dark color?? This made it so hard to choose on the color!! …Even though the name fits perfectly, I admit that.)

Wanna see other works of the Color Palette Challenge?

- Underfell Sans - Fiddleford McGucket - Ink & Error - Fresh - Nightmare - Hope - Template - Pale - Splatoon 2 - Splatfest Mayo vs. Ketchup (guest art) - Melon - Undyne

Gosh yes, we should finally upload some of the photos we have! xD (I mean, some definitely aren't over a year old, naaaah.)

Hello Unu! I'm not sure but I remember a post in which you said that you've visited a german convention, right? Are you from Germany? If so; are you going to visit some other conventions this year? If I'm totally wrong; sorry to bother you xD

Yep, that’s right. I’m from Germany. C:

I am still considering whether to show up at the Connichi this year, but I ain’t really sure yet; other than that, nothing is planned anymore so far.

Other from that, I’ve visited multiple con this year, and probably will next year, too! The MUST GO TO con for me is the Dokomi in Düsseldorf, everything else is entirely optional.

I’m also proud to be always in accompany of @lyoth737 when visiting cons. If you see an ErrorInk couple at a con using makeup instead of masks, it’s probably us. C:

I don’t know XD. To you? My deary senpoi?? (XD) Error belong to CQ and Ink belong to Comyet :’D

Submitted by @roku-mtg​

AAAAAAAAHHH OMG THANKS A LOT!!!

THEY LOOK LOVELY!!!! 

(Interesting that Error even wears some formal clothes!)

EVERYONE READ THIS!!!

If you ever wondered why Ink/Error/Template and (not) Pale fear things, here's a very good interpretation to that!!!

I'm unaware if this has been asked before but i was thinking back to when we all found out who had the fear of physical contact((still love that lmao)) and i started wondering if pale had the fear of white emptiness, or is he just unable to notice the fear without his emotions?

(Please note that some of this might be based on my personal headcanons. I can not verify that any statement about Error or Ink I make is correct. ALSO LONG POST HERE WE GO!)

I’m gonna start with an observation: Character’s fears are an expansion of their personality and experiences they’ve made.

So in order to answer this, you would need to ask yourself why they even have those fears. And in order to answer that for Template and Pale, you should look at Ink and Error first.

Why is Error afraid of physical contact in the first place? While there is no canon explanation, I think it’s kind of understandable considering his situation. If you sat in a white void for god knows how long slowly going insane, without anyone to keep you company, you would probably be afraid of other people being too close, too. He’s used to this loneliness, not to mention that he’s unstable. Lastly, he’s super bad at dealing with other characters’ emotions. So my headcanon is that his phobia is an expansion of exactly the circumstances he had to live with.

So why is Template afraid of this, too? He’s a lot more sociable and nice, right? Why should he afraid of the same thing? Well, simply because he’s been through the same experiences. He also has been alone for so long that it’s still so weird for him to touch people. However, he is aware of his own fear and he decided to fight it. That is why it is NOT impossible to touch him. You can shake his hand (however his handshake is kinda hesitant OR disproportionately strong), give him a high five or fist bumps all you want (note he’s wearing gloves *wink wink*) and you can even hug him! However, you shouldn’t overwhelm him or he flinches back. Give him some time to mentally prepare, let him come to you and DO NOT SQUEEZE HIM! Let him work in his own pace and it’s gonna be okay to hug him. c:

And now, let’s continue with Ink.

Ink’s fear is not just the ‘white’ emptiness. Ink’s fear is the absence of things in general. While that doesn’t seem to make so much of a difference at first glance, it definitely is worth noting. I’ve seen people making the mistake of thinking that Ink is ONLY afraid of the anti void or similar stuff like that or that he’s afraid of the color white and while the anti void of course is THE WORST place you could ever bring him to, it’s not limited to that. I imagine that Ink would be afraid of standing in a wide field of some sort or stare into space. I also think that Ink could also get afraid of silence, like when in a conversation and the other one would suddenly stop responding to him completely. This kind of awkward silence everyone should be familiar with. (Maybe that’s the reason why he seems kinda chatty.) 

Why is Ink afraid of emptiness? Well, there might be several reasons. For one, it reminds him of his own emptiness, i.e. the lack of a soul. It also might be his constant drive to feel needed. He wants to help people to create and be imaginative, so the lack thereof is giving him the chills. Ink found his purpose in life in helping to create and without this, his existence is meaningless. It might be ultimately the fear of death that is connected to exactly that lack of creativity or absence or everything that makes him afraid. 

Lastly, let’s talk about Pale. Does he have the fear of emptiness, too? Pale is most of the time in the exact state that Ink is afraid of. The ironic thing is that fear is an emotion, and therefore Pale is not afraid of that state when he’s experiencing it. When Pale is in the rare situation that allows him to actually experience fear, he’s absolutely afraid of going back to his emotionless state, yes. (Then again, he’d be scared of almost everything in that moment.) But since his emotions fade away again, he’s not able to be afraid when it’s actually happening. So this fear is more surreal to him than it is to Ink. What Pale does have is this drive that makes him drain AUs in the first place. Pale knows that he is missing something, and he tries to gain that by gaining emotions. It’s not a fear, but maybe a desire(?) to be able to feel. Ink supports AUs, but Pale destroys them by draining them off their creativity. Pale literally creates emptiness in order to feel, which is the exact opposite of what Ink does, giving him a different ‘purpose’ in life.

So in conclusion: No, Pale is not afraid of emptiness because he’s not able to feel most of the time. He didn’t find the same purpose in life that Ink did since his way of obtaining emotions is entirely different. So there is not much reason for him to be afraid of that. c:

The Artist and the Glitch (Story by @waterpuppydragon)

Hi I came up with this and it isn’t any good especially since the formats all wrong it’s supposed to be a comic but I can’t draw so it being bad plus the incorrect format is just horrible but I thought that maybe you might slightly like it anyways so yeah sorry if you hate it and it’s a waste of your time bye  

*It’s a beautiful day, the weather is clear and the ground is coated in 3 feet of sparkling snow* 

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. The Creator rounds a group of trees and gasps as he sees the frigid marvel all of Snowdin is laid out before him. 

From his vantage point he can see everything - the stalactites drooping down from the ceiling, laden with glowing “stars” that shine dimly in the morning light… Beautiful, yet mere shadows of their nightly magnificence. And all the little buildings - each coated in snow and ice smoke curling out of chimneys. 

Some windows dark, others glowing warmly, while a few monsters are out and about. Small ant like creatures from this distance, but each adding to the beauty of the scene. 

For a while the Creator just stares in wonder. 

Then he notices a wooden picnic table standing a little to the side. He hurries over eagerly, brushing the snow off before the artist plops down and begins to draw. And draw. And draw. 

Filling the table at first he just recreated the scene. But his work soon turned to other things. As his creativity takes hold, the skeleton does not notice when the wind picks up fluttering his scarf behind him and blowing a few masterpieces into the snow. He has no skin; the cold does not affect him as it would another. 

And his work absorbs his full attention. Nor does he notice the light waning and waxing switching so that it comes only from the “stars”. He just draws and draws and draws. He does not notice when it starts to snow. He does not notice when a thin layer covers his skull and some of his work. Above all he doesn’t notice the passage of time; he doesn’t notice when his clothes are soaked through; He doesn’t notice he begins to shiver. 

The storm picks up. He barely registers the now violent shaking of his bones which makes it harder to draw. He barely registers the constant chattering of his teeth, but he is stubborn. 

He just wants to finish this last piece - just this last one. 

He doesn’t notice the shaky yawn that slips past his teeth. He doesn’t notice his eyelids starting to droop. He doesn’t notice the slowing of his hand, nor how his skull has leaned towards the paper. 

Then, tired, so tired and cold, so so cold, but.. ‘I just want to finish I have to finish–’ then… darkness.

The Glitch is annoyed. His normal state. 

He marches through the stormy forest, searching for a human, pausing to turn up his hood so that his glasses no longer blur with snow. 

Suddenly he notices something poking out of the snow up ahead. He reaches it and picks it up. A drawing soaked so that the colors run.. but the style is still slightly distinguishable - and it’s one he knows. Ink. 

He calls out. “Ink?” 

He stands up and sees another paper not far off. He walks over and picks it up. A match to the one in his hand. He sees another paper. 

“Ink!!” He shouts, now worried. He follows the trail, shouting the name. 

“Ink!” “Ink!!” “Ink!!!” 

Eventually breaking into a run, screaming the name into the wind. 

“INK!!!” 

He comes into a clearing with a table covered in snow. A mound on the table has a paintbrush partially sticking out. 

Out of breath the glitch goes over and brushes some snow off the mound, revealing a familiar splotch of black paint. 

He curses softly and uncovers the trembling frame, before removing his jacket and wrapping them tightly. Then he scoops up his artist and takes him home.

Darkness. 

He is cold. So so so cold. 

But there’s something fluffy - and something is crackling. He manages to crack open his eyes. He’s wrapped in something soft… and there’s a fire. 

And standing by the fire is a glitch. His glitch. Who is grumbling while hanging something up. 

And the artist feels safe and smiles - before drifting back asleep.

Submitted by @waterpuppydragon​

Lyoth Response:

OH MY GOSH, THANKS A LOT FOR SUBMITTING THAT!! I LOVE IT!!! You got me really surprised with that! >u<

But I gotta say, it’s really good! I like your writing style and I like the idea you got. Just… I hope you don’t mind that I added all the punctuations and breaks in between the sentences. Small advice for you - it’s very confusing and frustrating for some people to read a story where there’s no end to the sentence. ;)

Take it slow, add in some breaks, periods and other punctuation marks - and it’ll be a lot easier to read. ;D

But other than that, it’s pretty cool!!!! 

(Is there gonna be more about it? Bc I’m curious why was Ink so obsessed with drawing that it got over his health caring???)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Made a smol gift for you!

without background, because I didn’t want to ruin it with my issues with backgrounds

Wish you luck for the upcoming year!!!

Submitted by @lucky-7times

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Response:

OMG, I LOVE IT!!!! SUCH DYNAMIC POSES AND SO MANY DETAILS!! (AND YOU CALL THAT SMOL? THIS IS MUUUCH MORE THAN SMOL!!! X3 )

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THAT!!!