This will be a longer story series like the now missing 30 Day OTS, but each chapter has a yandere x Error, and it will be fifteen chapters long.

I must state pre-emptively a few things.

There will be forced sins/rapes, though I will tread carefully. I know I said no sins, but I realized with floof/angst limitations, it'd be a very back and forth floof/angst thing, so I have permitted psuedo-sins and forced sins.

I am making these sins of my own accord. As far as I am concerned, you should still keep sins away from requests.

But anyways.

The image isn't the most 'yandere' of yandere Ink, but I really couldn't find good images of Yandere Ink, so this is what we have.

~Error's POV~

I sigh softly, wandering around OuterTale, making sure to remain out of Outer's sight. God only knows the way such Sanses would react to my presence. I find a small isolated alcove, sitting down and getting comfy. The stars catch my gaze, as they always do. I turn my gaze starwardbound, smiling. The stars shimmer, shining so bright and yet so gentle, as if to say "We will lead you home, we will love you". I release a soft sigh, turning my gaze down, studying the monsters moving with purpose and going about their days.

"..."

"Hey?" I look over my shoulder, Ink smiling at me. He kept his eyesockets closed. I smile.

"50rry. W45 ju5t 105t in th0ught..." (Sorry, was just lost in thought...)

"What about?"

"It'5 n0t 4 big d341." (It's not a big deal.)

"Error, it's a big deal to me. Whatever it is, I'm sure I can offer some assistance." I sigh again, looking up at the stars. Ink sits beside me.

"I ju5t...411 th353 m0nt3r5 h4v3 4 n0rm41 1if3...I c4n't h4v3 th4t..." Ink furrows his brows, a frown forming. (I just...all these monsters have a normal life...I can't have that...)

"Because I called you a destroyer."

"N0. I w45n't trying h4rd 3n0ugh t0 di5pr0v3 y0ur c14im5." (No. I wasn't trying hard enough to disprove your claims.)

"Error. It should be 'Innocent until proven guilty' not 'Guilty until proven innocent'."

"W311...I m34n...in my 34r1y d4y5...it w45 pr3tty 345y t0 pr0v3 m3 45 4 d35tr0y3r...4nd th4t i5 my f4u1t." Ink huffs softly. (Well...I mean...in my early days...it was pretty easy to prove me as a destroyer...and that is my fault.)

"Why do you like the AUs? After all, many of them sided with me." I chuckle, reaching up and grabbing at the stars high above.

"Ink. Th3 54n535 5id3d with y0u. Th3 w0r1d didn't/c0u1dn't d0 4nything." I sigh. (Ink. The Sanses sided with you. The world didn't/couldn't do anything.)

"4nd b35id35. I c4n 4dmit y0u'v3 m4d3 50m3 4m4zing w0r1d5. 3v3n d35pit3 3v3rything." Ink sighs softly, leaning closer to me, our hands touching. I look at him, a curious question in my gaze. (And besides. I can admit you've made some amazing worlds. Even despite everything.)

"Oh, right, Haphephobia, right?"

"Curr3nt1y I'm fin3." Ink smiles, sighing in relief. (Currently I'm fine.)

"Good. I don't want to accidentally trigger a crash." Ink laughs, but I just roll my eyelights.

Why would he mention my crashes unless...? Nah...Ink's weird but he doesn't mean harm.

"Wh4t3v3r y0u 54y." Ink smiles, humming softly. He scootches closer to me, and I can feel panic starting to bubble up in my soul, but I breath softly, trying to keep myself calm. (Whatever you say.)

"Still feeling comfortable?" I keep my gaze straight ahead, slowly nodding.

"That's fantastic!~" The sound of flirtiness snaps my attention to his face right away, but he just looks up at the stars, not a hint of flirt or sexual desire on his face. I sigh softly, looking down at the people. Ink hums softly, smiling.

"This is really romantic ya know. Just you and me, underneath the stars." I look at Ink, who is now looking at me, but he keeps his eyes closed. I look away, sighing softly.

"I gu355, n3v3r th0ught 0f it th4t w4y. I ju5t 1ik3 5t4r5." Ink giggles softly. (I guess, never thought of if that way. I just like stars.)

"Oh I know. I'm just stating that the atmosphere of OuterTale is really romantic." I look pointedly at Ink, who just innocently stands nd walks around the isolated alcove.

"4r3 y0u trying t0 imp1y 50m3thing 5quid?" (Are you trying to imply something Squid?)

"No, no. Nothing at all." He turns around, looking at me, his eyelights shaped like stars. I sigh softly.

"41right. Wh4t3v3r." I look up at the stars again, relaxing. (Alright. Whatever.)

"Error, what would you do if I kissed you?" I look at Ink, who is now sitting beside me, looking up at the stars.

"I'd pr0b4b1y b1u5h 4 10t. M4yb3 I'd cr45h if y0u 5prung th3 ki55 with0ut 45king 4h34d 0f it." (I'd probably blush a lot. Maybe I'd crash if you sprung the kiss without asking ahead of it.)

"Oh. How interesting." Ink's voice only betrays curiosity.

"Why 4r3 y0u 50 curi0u5 4b0ut my cr45h35?" (Why are you so curious about my crashes?)

"What? Can't I be curious about your triggers? This way, I'll know what to avoid."

Or what to do to trigger a crash...Ink wouldn't be so underhanded...would he...?

I don't get much longer to think, as Ink turns my cheek so I can face him, and he leans very close to me, breathing softly as we are mere inches apart. I feel the crash begin but notice one thing about Ink's eyelights.

"I-ink...H-h34rt5?" His smile contorts into a smirk, as he suddenly closes the gap and kisses me. Even though I could have expected it, his rapid kiss does surprise me, but I don't crash. However, Ink doesn't intend to stop, and slowly pushes me to a laying position, with his body on top of mine. He slowly reaches under my shirt and jacket, and begins rubbing my ribs. That is enough, and I crash. (I-ink...H-hearts?)

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~Still Error's POV~

I slowly blink awake, in an unfamiliar location. I study the layout of the room. I am on a bed, and it seems to be one room with all the necessities.

This must be a basement.

I try to get off the bed, only to be halted. I look at my wrists and ankles, finding cuffs locking me to the bed, in a rather...open position. I can only be thankful that Ink didn't undress me.

"I'm sorry that I went to such...extreme measures, Error." Ink enters the room, and the little I can see behind the door confirmed my suspicion.

Yeap, a basement.

"Truly, Error, I didn't want to go this far..." Ink smiles, opening his eyesockets, to reveal his pink heart eyelights.

"But I had to ensure you'd be mine alone~" Ink walks all the way over to me, gently rubbing my cheek. I don't move away or closer, trying to ignore the situation.

My good friend, Ink, who understood my position and willingly agreed to stop creating...he's a psychopath? No...Blue mentioned this...it's a...yandere? I think that's the word.

"I'm sure you understand." He sits beside me, humming softly.

"I would be a fair, kind, and gentle lover for you. But you'd have to follow a few rules, Error." I look at Ink, who is smiling down at me, his eyelights casting an eerie pink glow onto me.

"Wh4t w0u1d th353 ru135 b3?" (What would these rules be?)

"Oooo!~ I'm so glad you understand and are cooperative. You don't know how scared I was that you'd refuse to cooperate. If that were the case...well...that doesn't matter~ You're cooperating, so I don't need to worry." Ink smiles, leaning closer and holding my face in his hands.

"And the rules? Oh. They're just really simple little things."

"You'd have to forfeit contact with all other friends, for your safety. They could take you from me. And then I'd have to do something we'd both regret." Ink moves a little closer, smiling.

"You'd have to agree to stay in my house at all times, and only go out with me. This would include wearing a collar." He grins.

"Fell Paps really did have the right idea, ya know?~" I gulp softly.

"4-4ny 0th3r ru135?" (A-any other rules?)

"Hm. Well, you know, you'd have to get better at touch for this rule." I narrow my gaze, as he leans down, so close our lips nearly touch.

Please don't touch my ribs and make me crash again, please.

"This final big rule...well...you'd need to dedicate all of you to me. When I say 'all', I really have to mean everything. I'd need to claim you before I'd feel safe allowing you around others."

Claim? No...he can't mean-?

"I-ink...N-n0...y-y0u c4n't m34n..." (I-ink...N-no...y-you can't mean...)

"Yes, Error. We'd have to make love before I'd feel comfortable allowing you around anyone." With this final rule clarified, he leans down fully, our lips making contact. He is clearly far more passionate in the kiss than I am, so his solution is to go further. He moves to be sitting on my lap, keeping the kiss still. He hums softly in the kiss, slowly and gently rubbing my ribs and spine.

"I know I was a little rough earlier, and that likely caused your crash. For that, I am sorry, Error. I didn't intend to cause you harm." He barely pulls away, whispering that against my lips.

You dirty liar.

He leans down, connecting us into a kiss yet again. He pulls away shortly after, releasing my ribs and spine, and allowing me to breath after the kisses.

"However, I can see you are on the verge of crashing, so we'll leave it at that. Such a shame, but. I do not wish you to fear me, Error." Ink gets off of me, walking back to the door.

"But dear Error, I will be back, to continue our little touch therapy." He smiles over his shoulder as he closes the door behind him. I try pulling at the cuffs again, but to no avail.

I'm not getting free anytime soon...