#errorxlust

Puej nah

le voy a hacer una ficha bien al nene(?

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Información

•Nombre: Oliver.

•Edad: 13 años

•Fecha de nacimiento: 14/08

•Genero: Masculino

•Orientación sexual: Pansexual

•Padres: Error y Lust Sans

•¿Donde vive?: El antivoid junto a Error

•Seres queridos: Sus padres, Ink, y no tanto, pero igual Swap Sans y Lust Papyrus.

•Pasatiempo: Escribir, dibujar, tejer, maquillarse y cocinar.

Personalidad

Es presumido, terco y bastante mentiroso. Sabe que los demás le tienen miedo, o asco gracias a sus padres, entonces lo usa a su favor para conseguir lo que desee.

Lo único que le interesa de la gente que lo rodea —fuera de a los que realmente agarra cariño— es que le hagan pasar el rato (ya sea hablando, haciendo alguna actividad positiva, peleándose, o terminando tirado en algún lugar con desconocidos drogandose y bebiendo alcohol), y si le ocurre algo malo por esto, culpa a sus padres para no recibir un castigo, y de paso hacerlos sentir mal de que su hijo esté en esas condiciones, solo por que no le gusta que lo regañen.

Gustos

Le gusta mucho escribir poesía, molestar o incomodar a los que lo rodean fuera de amigos y cercanos, y le gusta estar junto a sus padres o (al menos según él) su mejor amigo Ink, incluso si para estar con ellos siente que tiene que mentir con respecto a sus gustos y aficiones para caerles bien.

Disgustos

Odia que lo toquen, y esto no es como lo de Error, ya que depende la persona y situación. Si está con sus seres cercanos no tiene problema en ser tocado, así como cuando está en una pelea, o talvez si fue por accidente, pero si alguien se intenta sobrepasar de una manera más subida de tono con él, o insiste en tocarlo demaciado (por ejemplo un pretendiente en abrazarle, besarle o tomarle de las manos) se pondrá demasiado nervioso y se reiniciará.

También odia reiniciarse, ya que despierta muy confundido y adolorido, a demás de que la más mínima luz le hace daño a la vista en ese estado, sin hablar de que ese dolor incrementa si tiene más de un reinicio seguido al punto de llegar a gritar de dolor o convulsionar, y no le gusta el hecho de que pueda estar tan indefenso en todo ese tiempo estando inconciente (tiempo el cual aumenta si se reinicia tantas veces seguidas). Muchas veces tiene ataques de pánico si se siente acorralado luego de un reseteo, por que le asusta mucho llegar al punto de convulsionar, o pasar por ese horrible dolor.

Ropa

Le pidió prestado un top a Lust para poder cubrir sus brazos y cuello, pero como era muy apretado y corto directamente le sacó sin avisar una de sus camisas a Error, pero no le importó cuando lo notó, por lo que lo sigue usando para poder tapar su figura de los enfermos que se encuentre.

Usa una riñonera que lleva a todos lados debajo de su camisa para que sea más difícil de sacarsela de encima, para asi poder llevar a todos lados una libreta pequeña y algunas plumas de colores, por si es que se inspira para escribir algún poema, dibujar, o anotar si es que se le ocurre algo para hacer y así no olvidarlo.

No crea genitales para su ectocuerpo a menos de que sea para satisfacerse a si mismo de vez en cuando, así que no es necesario que lleve ropa interior, pero al incomodar a sus padres decidió hacer su propia ropa interior para aquella forma y así poder ir por casa sin tantas prendas encima, aun que ahora lo usa como una especie de shorts demasiado cortos, y los lleva a todos lados, incluso sobre ropa como sus calzas de red

Otros datos

Cuando estaba por nacer pasaron muchos problemas en el embarazo, por lo que unos minutos de nacer estuvo a punto de morir, pero Error se asustó y lo primero que se le ocurrió fue atar su alma en un intento de que no se quebrara completamente, cosa que no sirvió pero pudo contener sus pedazos y con eso mantenerlo con vida en lo que pensaba que hacer para evitar que muera.

Al final llamó a Ink, y a Science Sans para ayudarle, pero cuando llegó vieron que su alma estaba generando una especie de raíces sobre los hilos de Error, y por miedo decidieron dejarlo así, y cada cierto tiempo cedarlo y cambiar los hilos para que el alma pueda seguir creciendo.

A pesar de esto, puede abrir portales, hacer aparecer cuantos GB quiera, y hacer aparecer que su ectocuerpo cuanto tiempo quiera (por más que no sea tan resistente como uno normal y tenga más la consistencia de una gelatina), pero aún así le prohíben usar magia por miedo a que se lastime, por lo cual no sabe hasta donde puede ser capaz de aguantar, ni si es capaz de usar cosas como los hilos de su padre, o los ataques de huesos.

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iba a hacer un dibujo bien hecho de Error, pero me dio paja e hice esta wea asies.

Error pertenece a @loverofpiggies

Lust pertenece a @nsfwshamecave-pb

Errorlust/Errotic AO3

Under the cut/in the last scene it gets quite suggestive. Nothing explicit but suggestive. Kind of 16+. I’ll put it after a *** and it’s the one that starts with Error had seemed nervous today.

Warnings: lots and lots of sex-mentions, haphephobia, suggestiveness

“h-HEy, LUst?”

Lust turned around at the sound of his friend’s voice. He smiled as he saw Error, who was stepping through a portal from the Antivoid into his room. He had been having a quite boring day, but that day had obviously gotten better now.

“yeah, sweetheart?” He replied as Error walked up to him.

“I waNT T-TO tRy so-sOmETHING. cOuld yOU C-ClosE yOur eYes?”

Lust raised an eyebrow, but did as asked. Immediately every sensation got stronger. The wind wined as it travelled in through his open window. Error’s step made the floorboards croak as he got closer. There was a pause, and then Lust felt it. Light as a feather, phalanges lightly graced his arm, travelling over it, exploring slightly. It was almost too light to be felt, but it was there. Lust sucked in a breath. Error was touching him. It was only through pure will of strength he kept himself from moving.

After a few seconds the touch went away, and Error made a sound which implied he could open his eye sockets. Lust stared at Error in shock, but couldn’t help the wide grin on his face.

Error blushed at his stupefied but joyful expression.

“SHut uP!”

They were sitting in the couch watching MTT with Papyrus. Lust’s brother smiled brightly as he watched his boyfriend on the TV. It was adorable. Lust sighed happily. Days like this he really felt he lived a quite good life, despite everything. His brother next to him, happy, and his boyfriend on his other side, groaning and faking disinterest, but obviously not as bored as he acted.

Error took a deep breath, and just as Lust was going to turn to see if everything was alright, something touched his hand. Error was blushing profusely. He looked down at his hand in the same moment as a black one gripped it softly. Lust suppressed a gasp, instead opting to not react except for a small squeeze to the other. A few moments later Error quickly retreated his hand. Nevertheless, Lust didn’t stop smiling all evening. The day had just gotten a lot better.

They’d been dating for three months, and Lust had never been happier. Especially since Error was less judgemental toward him than most of the Sanses and Papyruses, and had absolutely no problems with his having sex with others all the time. That was normal here, of course, as they didn’t have any other choice. Nevertheless, he knew most other universes frowned at having sex with others than your partner. ‘Cheating’ apparently. Huh. He didn’t have any problems with that. It was their way of living. The only thing annoying him was that they expected them to follow their life choices and values. If Lust didn’t try to make them live like Lust-monsters, what right did they have to try to change him?

Error looked up from his knitting, looking determined.

“StAnd uP*” he ordered, while doing the same. Lust raised an eyebrow at being ordered around, but did as asked. “SH-sHut yOur eYes.”

Lust closed his eye sockets. He wondered what the other would do this time. Whenever Error wanted to try something new, he had him close his eye sockets. It made the other more at ease, when Lust couldn’t see him. So of course, he did as asked. Anything for his boyfriend’s comfort.

The black skeleton breathing got heavier. He was obviously quite nervous over whatever he had planned. A step forward. He was standing right in front of Lust. Then Lust felt arms sneak around his waist, gently, oh so gently, hugging him. Error pressed himself against his front. Lust froze for a moment as he processed. Error was hugging him.

“hey, love?” he eventually asked, almost breathless. “can i hug you back?”

There was a pause, and a careful nod. As softly as he could, Lust put his arms around the shorter skeleton. He made to not restrict Error’s movement, and that the other could feel that he could break free at any moment.

The hug didn’t last long, but he savoured every moment. Afterwards they simply sank down at Lust’s bed, going back to their earlier activities, like nothing had happened.

Error was kissing him. Error was kissing him.

Lust had been waking up. It had been quite late since he’d been busy the night before. Just as he was beginning to open his eyesockets, a familiar voice had whispered “HaPpy bIrtHdaY,” and teeth had been pressed against his.

Lust’s eyesockets had flown open, and the sight meeting him had made him go still. Only for a moment though.

Lust threw his arms around Error’s neck, eagerly kissing back. Still holding loosely, though, in case his boyfriend wanted him to let go. He hummed happily. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Four months after they began to date, and they had their first kiss. It was clumsy, and a bit sloppy. Error was obviously unexperienced. It was quite possible this was his first kiss. Yet, Lust let him take the lead. It was the best kiss he had ever had.

It went on surprisingly long, and Error didn’t break free right away. Lust couldn’t help his stupid grin as he gazed up at his boyfriend.

“best birthday present ever.”

Lust curled up at Error’s side, nestling into his ribs. He took every possibility he could to touch the other. He still could hardly comprehend that Error’s haphephobia was almost completely gone with him now. After such a long time of being careful, he could touch the other practically as much as he wanted, and Error desired his touch just as much.

“i love you,” he said, smiling. Error looked away from the episode of Undernovela he had been watching, and stroked his forehead.

“I lOVe yoU toO.”

más de Oliver, por que es un bebé 🛐

Lust pertenece a @nsfwshamecave-pb

Error pertenece a @loverofpiggies

Un dibujo rápido de Oliver (mi fan child del ErrorLust) asies

Error pertenece a @loverofpiggies

Lust pertenece a @nsfwshamecave-pb

That wasn’t the conversation I had been thinking of while drawing this, but once I saw how Error’s expression turned out, I had too.

I’m very happy with how Lust turned out. Except his boots. I need to practice footwear. His hands look too big now that I’m looking at it on the computer though. I’m not happy at all with Error though. He looks like a mannequin and his his hands are tiny. BUT it’s the first time I’ve managed to draw two people in the same pic without one looking WAY too big. So I’m still happy with the overall pic.