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franklyshipping · 4 years

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Careful Touches Are The Most Important ~ A Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Ego Fanfic

HERE WE HAVE A WONDERFUL ANON PROMPT WITH A CACOPHONY OF CHARACTERS, AND THOUGH IT GETS EMOTIONAL, IT’S ALL BE HAPPY IN THE END! LET’S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @anti-switch-glitch @ericleederekson @ericlee-derekson and @darkipli-ler

Allow me to state something to you that is completely indisputable: Eric Derekson deserved all the love in the damned world. I can think of no-one kinder, sweeter, or more selfless than this gentle gentleman. He was the definition of manners, and spontaneous acts of kindness, of innocent affection and a heart of pure, warm gold. That’s why it’s especially terrible, that this man suffers. It’s no secret that Eric hasn’t had the best experiences, with the loss of his siblings and mother thus leaving him in the “care” of his father. Affection stopped being a thing in Eric’s life at that point, and the way Eric perceived things he used to like changed drastically too. Affectionate things he used to like, like tickling for instance, were ruined by his father intermingling it with “character-building rough-housing”.

So even now that Eric was living with the rest of the egos rather than his father, all that stuff still stayed with him. Even when his heart ached when he saw his friends tickling each other, he couldn’t muster up the courage to try and join in, out of pure fear. He knew none of the egos would ever hurt him, since they all told him every day that they loved him to pieces, but that fear still remained. Like now. Eric had been wandering about the manor looking for company, when he’d heard some very loud squealing coming from somewhere, so of course he set off to find the source. When he found it, he smiled affectionately. In Dark’s study, Dark had Anti pinned down on his front on the rug and was tickling the hell out of his ribs, making the wild septic thrash and squeal and glitch as he laughed his head off.

‘FAHAHAHACK NOHOHO MOHOHORE!!’

Eric blushed at seeing Dark chuckle, before he let up and stood, allowing Anti to giggle residually and curl up on the rug like a slightly feral cat.

‘You should know by now that’s what happens when you mess with my things, glitch bitch.’

‘Bihihite me ehemo boy!’

Dark snickered and rolled his eyes, smoothing down his suit jacket, but then Eric very much felt like a deer in headlights. Dark had spotted him. The charismatic man smiled in surprise at seeing Eric loitering at his doorway, and immediately beckoned to him.

‘Eric? What a nice surprise, I’ve just finished teaching Anti a little lesson.’

Eric smiled a little, and held back a giggle when Anti blew a raspberry in the air up at Dark, making the suave man roll his eyes, before smiling to Eric again.

‘Please, come in, what brings you to my office?’

Eric smiled lightly, shuffling over the threshold as he replied.

‘I-I ah, I just heard the squealing and stuff, I-I wanted to see if e-everything was okay…’

Both Dark and Anti’s expressions softened with fondness, Eric’s sweet, loving heart never ceased to amaze them both. Dark replied to him with a grin.

‘Everything is quite alright Eric, I assure you. I was merely giving Anti what he deserved.’

Dark smirked to Anti, who glared back playfully at him as he retorted.

‘After what you just did, you’d better watch your back Darky.’

‘Ahaaww, it’s adorable how you think I could ever be intimidated by someone as ticklish as you, Glitchy.’

Anti admittedly did blush a little at Dark’s chuckly purr, before settling for sticking his tongue out at him. The whole thing made Eric smile because of how playful and sweet it was, and especially because it was coming from the two people who were often quite intimidating. Then, Anti caught Eric smiling, and his curiosity reared its head now as he gave his attention to the meek man.

‘Hey Eric….ya wouldn’t happen to be ticklish, would ya? Ya look like the kinda guy who’d be ticklish.’

Now Eric was blushing. Initially he felt a little twinge of happy flusteredness at the teasy question….however, as always, that soon diminished in favour of a far less pleasant feeling. Crippling anxiety hit him as his memories of tickling re-surfaced in his mind, thus making him bow his head, and reply quietly and shakily.

‘I-I am….b-but uhm…..i-it doesn’t make me f-feel great. M-My dad used to t-tickle me, but I always ended up u-uhm….n-not being able to breathe, and being achy all over. My dad sort of….did it t-to test my stamina r-rather than to play….’

Dark and Anti’s faces both went slack then, for they were both beyond enraged. It’s the kind if rage that’s so intense that it just makes you go all cold inside, and Dark and Anti felt sickened that Eric’s father had fucked up one of the most fun experiences in the world. They shared a look with each other, and silently agreed that they weren’t going to stand for this. Anti got to his feet as Dark took a step towards Eric, speaking gently.

‘I’m sure you know this Eric….but that is so far away from what tickling is meant to be like. It’s meant to take away pain and stress and anxiety, not cause such horrid feelings.’

As Dark spoke, Eric fidgeted with his fingers and handkerchief, nodding shakily before replying in his wavy voice.

‘I-I kn-know, a-and I w-wish I f-felt that way…..b-but I don’t know how….’

It was true, Eric truly wanted to be able to enjoy tickling, because he saw how happy it made others and he wanted to experience that too….but he had no idea how to even make the first step, or what the first step would even be. Luckily, he wasn’t alone. Meanwhile, Dark and Anti were repressing their natural urge to teleport away to find whatever hovel Eric’s father was in and completely destroy him. Eric was the priority here, and they were going to keep their focus on him. Dark was speechless, unsure of what exactly to say, but Anti luckily had an idea.

‘We….we could help ya. We could help ya feel better about it. If we were gentle with ya, just eased ya into the feelings super gently….d’ya think you’d be up for that?’

Anti’s voice was tentative and careful, which Dark found admirable, along with the idea itself, before he looked at Eric curiously to see what he’d say. Eric nibbled his lip nervously at the suggestion….but he knew what he wanted. He wanted to be happy, and he could see in Dark and Anti’s faces that that’s what they wanted for him too. He took a breath, and then another, and then another….then he replied.

‘Uhm….w-well…..I-I do trust you b-both…..you p-promise you’d be careful, a-and stop if I said s-stop?’

Anti smiled and immediately nodded, and Dark smiled affectionately to Eric as he spoke.

‘We promise. Contrary to popular belief, we can be very gentle. Especially Anti here, you should see how he babies little Robbie.’

Dark commented playfully, which made Eric smile, especially when Anti gave Dark’s shoulder a shove as he retorts indignantly.

‘Oh says you! You’d think you were secretly a monochrome Google with how much you baby Oliver!’

Dark and Anti now found themselves glaring at each other, honestly, the banter never stopped with these two! Until, that is, when Eric let out a giggle at their antics. That snapped them to attention. Dark and Anti looked to him, and Eric smiled bashfully when Dark purred.

‘Now that’s a sweet little sound….I’d rather like to hear it again, what about you Anti?’

‘Ooohhh yes please! Whaddaya say Eric? Ya want us to make ya giggle for a little while?’

Eric’s face got pinker at their teasiness and eagerness, and he bashfully nodded to them.

‘Y-Yeah….yeah I-I’d like that.’

They both grinned, and Dark offered Eric his arm as Anti giggled and rubbed his hands together excitedly.

‘Excellent. Now, let’s get you somewhere nice and comfy.’

Eric smiled, and linked arms with Dark as Anti bounded ahead of them both, and they decided they would head to Dark’s room since it had a King size comfy bed which would give all three of them plenty of room. They ended up all lying on it together, with Eric in the middle of the two s-called “intimidating” egos. Eric’s arms were folded across his tummy, and he was playing with his handkerchief only a little because of the comfiness of the bed making him feel more relaxed. Eric smiled at Dark and Anti gratefully, and as he did so the latter grinned and spoke in a teasy whisper.

‘Hey Eric….are you blushing?’

Eric averted his gaze, his smile widening adorably as he mumbled.

‘…..y-yeah….’

Anti giggled, damn Eric was cute. Then Dark grinned, and made Eric hum contentedly as he stroked one of his cheeks affectionately.

‘Are you already flustered Eric? Because you know that we’re going to tease you and make you our giggly darling?’

Eric giggled and wordlessly nodded, hiding his face in his handkerchief already. Anti and Dark shared a fond look, before Dark trailed his fingers down to Eric’s neck, tracing the skin with his blunt nails as he crooned.

‘Now tell me Eric, does this tickle?’

Eric gasped in surprise at the initial feeling. It was so soft, and yet it still tickled….and it was perfect. Eric’s arms were free, he could move, he could breathe….and he could giggle and actually enjoy the tickly feeling. He nodded sweetly, still hiding his face.

‘Y-Yehes!’

Dark smiled happily, and Anti smirked as he cooed softly in Eric’s ear.

‘Do you like it?’

Eric softly squeaked as Dark’s fingernails trailed up and down his neck, giving him sweet goose-bumps as he stuttered happily.

‘I-Ihihihi d-dohoho….’

Dark and Anti grinned happily, and Dark kept up his tickling as Anti decided to lean into the free side of Eric’s neck. Eric gasped when he felt Anti start to nuzzle against his skin as he mumbled playfully.

‘You’re so waaarmmm….’

Eric giggled even more now, but everything was still so gentle and enjoyable for the sweet, sensitive guy. Eric whined though, because Anti’s teasy was so flustery for him.

‘A-Ahahahantihihiiii sh-shuhuhuush….’

Anti giggled at the whine, and Dark chuckled and mused.

‘Oh Eric, the day Antisepticeye goes quiet is the day hell freezes over.’

Eric snorted, and Anti promptly flipped Dark off so he could carry on nuzzling into the crook of Eric’s neck. This made Dark chuckle again, and muse in a deeper, teasier voice.

‘Wow, you must be especially warm and nuzzlable if Anti won’t even take the time to retort to me…..I think I should investigate this myself.’

Uh oh. Eric soon found himself yipping, wriggling, and letting out streams of gentle squeaks as Dark now nuzzled his neck too. Both of them were gentle in their nuzzling, letting their scruffy beards do most of the work as Eric whined again cutely.

‘Y-Yohohohour b-beheheards a-ahare tihihickly!’

They both snickered, and Dark replied matter-of-factly.

‘That is rather the point, frankly its tickling prowess is the only reason I tolerate my beard.’

Anti let out a laugh as Eric continued to giggle his happy heart out. The pair of them kept nuzzling his neck for a few more moments, before deciding to let up, lean up and look down at Eric. They wanted to take the utmost care with the sweet man, and Anti grinned affectionately as Eric’s giggles carefully wound down.

‘How’re ya doin so far down there?’

Eric now tentatively moved his hands away from his face, and his ticklers thought they were going to combust in adoration at the sight of the bright blush and wide smile on his face as Eric replied.

‘G-Gohohood….y-you’re both uhum….r-really g-good ahat this…’

Anti beamed proudly, and Dark smirked and tapped the tip of Eric’s nose as he replied.

‘We do aim to please.’

Eric giggled at that, but then ended up gulping when Anti leant down towards him, and purred playfully.

‘Hey Eric….I noticed that you’ve got a tummy.’

Eric sucked in his tummy reflexively as he mumbled.

‘…..m-mhmm….’

Anti giggled at his reaction, before cooing.

‘I really reeeally wanna tickle it….you okay with that?’

Eric gulped again, but out of excited anticipation rather than anxiety. So he nodded with a sweet smile as his tummy started to tremble.

‘Y-YeahI’mokaywiththat….’

Anti gave Eric a soft kiss on the cheek as Dark crooned gently.

‘You are too cute for words, we should have done this so much sooner.’

Eric smiled bashfully at how tender they were both being, before his premature giggles started as his two tender ticklers shifted down to his tummy. Dark and Anti pushed up his t-shirt together, making him cover his mouth as he watched them smirk at the sight of his bare tummy, all ready to be tickled. Dark hummed happily as he placed one of his palms on Eric’s stomach, whilst Anti purred.

‘So soft and pretty….and I think it’s very, very ticklish.’

‘Oh I agree, we haven’t even begun and our little Eric is oh so giggly.’

Dark crooned, and Eric whined through his giggles; he couldn’t help it, he was just so flustered!

‘Ihi cahan’t help ihit!’

Dark and Anti chuckled fondly, before deciding thee had been enough suspense. Eric let out a delighted squeal as Dark and Anti used a hand each to softly scratch over his tummy. Eric’s giggles were high-pitched and more intense, but he was still incredibly happy, which Anti and Dark happily noticed.

‘Ahaaaww you sound like you really like thiiiis!’

Anti cooed, and by this point Eric’s hands were flapping in the air as he replied.

‘I-Ihihihit reheheally reheheheheally tihihihickles!!!’

His ticklers chuckled at that, still scratching away at his belly as Dark now cooed.

‘So your tummy’s quite the tickle spot? I like that, you can tickle a tummy in sooo many ways….’

Anti grinned at Dark then, because he always admired how fucking amazing Dark was a teasing, and the glitch giggled fondly when Eric squealed. Dark had decided to growl, lean down, and rub his bristly beard against Eric’s belly.

‘EEK! N-Nahahat the beheheheard!’

Eric squeaked adorably. Eric had never felt anything more tickly than Dark’s beard before, but he really liked it, there were so many bristles and they just tickled so much of his tummy all at once! Dark chuckled into Eric’s tummy, purring happily.

‘Ohohooo what a perfect, soft belly, Anti you really must have a feel.’

‘Don’t mind if I do!’

Eric’s eyes widened at Anti’s giddy reply, and before he knew it he was letting out a myriad of snorts and squeals as BOTH his ticklers now used their bristly beards against his belly. They were nuzzling him just like how they’d both nuzzled his neck, making him jump and tremble with ticklish delight as he sweetly babbled.

‘N-Nahahaha nahahat fahahahair! Y-Yohohou c-cahahan’t bohohoth nuhuhuzzle!’

They both snickered at that, and Anti whined playfully into his skin.

‘But you’re too perfect to resiiiist, ya can’t expect either of us to wait our turn! That wouldn’t be fair!’

Eric giggled harder, still flapping his hands about giddily as he exclaimed.

‘D-Dohohon’t t-t-teheheeease!!!’

Anti giggled with him, grinning brightly as his eyes gleamed teasingly.

‘Awww, can’t you handle it?’

Eric could only whine in response, his flustered embarrassment really reaching its peak. Then though, as Dark moved his nuzzling down to Eric’s waistline, the man bucked with a yelp and called out.

‘A-AH! NAHATTHERESTAHP!’

Anti and Dark immediately reared up and stopped, and Eric gasped and soon relaxed with a happy smile in place….because they’d both stopped when he’d asked them to. They’d kept their promise, and despite the happiness the tickling provided…..this was actually the most important part of the whole thing. Anti and Dark watched Eric patiently, smiling at him as they watched how he seemed to remain happy….and their smiles spread into grins of proper relief when Eric spoke softly to them.

‘Thahank y-you….’

The two of them immediately crawled back up to be either side of him. Eric let out a happy hum when Anti curled up into his side to snuggle him, whilst Dark gently stroked his hair.

‘You are very welcome Eric. We’re always going to be here to make you happy, whenever you need us to.’

Eric beamed, and replied through a cute yawn.

‘Thank you…..maybe next time I’ll last longer….’

Dark grinned at that, and as he draped his arm over Eric and they both closed their eyes, he heard Anti sleepily mumble.

‘That’s the spirit….’

The three of them then napped together, and none of them had felt safer or happier in their entire lives. Because I can guarantee you, that no matter the situation or hurt or pain or damage….you will always feel safest when you are not alone.

WOOOO HOPE YOU ALL LIKED THIS FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DID WOOOOO LUV YOUS XX

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silverdragon-imagines-blog · 4 years

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A Glitched Death - Chapter 6 - The Meeting

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Error followed closely behind Killer and the taller skeleton, with Dust close behind him mumbling to himself. It was eerie, to say the least, what with how dark this world seemed to be despite being outside. He couldn’t help but glance around himself as they walked, trying to see if there were any signs of life at all in this place, beyond the decaying trees and rundown buildings. Looming in the distance was a castle that was covered in black banners and other dark colors, making it seem more like a shadow than a building.

As they approached, Error could hear what sounded like hurried footsteps from inside, and he looked up just in time to see yet another skeleton, this one dressed in monochrome colors with a singular red scar on his face and a red eyelight in the socket above that.

“Honestly, you guys were taking way too long to get here. Nightmare’s already in a bad mood from earlier,” he reprimanded the group.

Killer just walked up to him and pushed past him, shooing him away from their group as they entered the castle.

“Relax, Cross. Night ain’t gonna blow up just because we had to take care of a little problem,” Killer spoke, gesturing to Error.

Cross seemed stunned for a moment upon seeing Error, watching the group pass him and leave him outside as they entered. The entryway was huge, which led to an equally large hallway, filled with banners and torches with blue flames. If Error was honest with himself, it was almost pretty. He felt a shove from behind him.

“Keep moving,” Dust practically growled.

Error nodded, hurrying to catch up with the other two, who had been waiting by grand-looking doors at the end of the hallway. When he got near, they held the doors open, and Error saw the King of Darkness himself, sitting on a dark-colored throne and looked surprised to see him.

“Heya, boss. We found this little stalker tailing Dust through a portal on a surface timeline,” he heard the gravelly-voiced skeleton say, as he entered the room fully to stand near Error.

“The new Destroyer huh. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Nightmare spoke, his surprise replaced with a sardonic smile.

“I-i wAs JuSt oUt GeTTiNg a FeW ThInGs--” a fist slamming against wood startled Error out of his explanation, and he stilled upon seeing Nightmare become annoyed.

“Liar.”

Nightmare got off of the throne and walked up to Error, easily towering over him by a few inches.

“You’re lucky that I’ve been curious about you, otherwise I would have ordered Axe to dust you the moment you stepped foot in my domain,” Nightmare grinned threateningly. Error shuddered at the uneasy feeling the other skeleton’s gaze caused, and Nightmare seemed pleased by his reaction

“Now then," Nightmare turned his back to Error, taking his place on his dark throne, "you're going to answer a few of my questions and then I'll decide what to do with you."

Error nodded quickly, still intimidated by the king of darkness. He could hear snickering behind him.

"To start with, why don't you tell me why exactly you’ve just now started to destroy the Alternate Universes."

Error took a deep breath and started talking. He told him about the Anti-Void, the voices, and the collision he saw. He talked about how he was never completely aware when he started to destroy a copy of a world. How he would ‘wake-up’ back in the Anti-Void covered in dust and numb.

The entire time Error spoke, Nightmare watched him with his head propped up on his hand, never speaking. Once Error had finished, Nightmare sat back in his seat with his single eye closed, considering all that he had heard. Then he looked back to Error and the other skeletons in the room.

“I’ll need more time to think things over, but for the time being, you are free to stay here.” Nightmare grinned at the surprise on Error’s face, for once without any ill intent in his gaze. “I’ll make sure that you can come and go as you please.”

“Th-tHaNk YoU,” Error stuttered, a small smile growing on his face. “I wOn’T sTaY fOr LOng.”

“And that is your decision.” Nightmare gestured to Axe, who was still beside Error, “Feel free to stay for dinner, Axe here is cooking tonight.”

Error nodded, before being grabbed by the hand and led out of the door he previously entered from. When he was out of the room, he spotted Dust holding onto him with a scowl on his face.

“You’re hiding something. Paps and I both know that isn’t the whole story that you told Nightmare,” he growled, eyelights briefly glowing red, “You’re gonna tell us what it is, or we won’t hesitate to dust you here and now.”

The air grew tense, and Error could feel the potential fight that would come from this. So he reacted on instinct. Strings flew from his fingers, pinning Dust to the wall and knocking his knife out of his hands. He struggled, anger visible on his face as Error approached him, his anger causing glitches to rage over his body and further distorting his voice.

“YoU DoN’T KnOW A FuCkINg THinG AbOuT mE, AnD It’S NoNe Of yOUr FuCkINg BuSIneSS AnYwAy,” Error’s voice glitching and screeching with rage, “tHe OnLY ReAsOn I EvEn AgREEd To ThIs MeeTInG WaS fOr My OwN CuRIoSiTy, aNd BeLiEvE mE WhEn I sAY ThAt I wIll NeVeR bE EvEn ReMOTely InTImIdATed By YoU OR AnYOnE ELsE HeRe! YoU ArE NoTHIng To Me!”

Error barely noticed that Dust was rattling in fear, he didn’t notice that his vision was so overcome with glitches that he could barely see. He didn’t notice that Axe and Killer had exited the room behind him just in time to witness him threatening Dust.

“I’m FeD UP wItH oTHeR MoNsTeRs InTImIdATInG mE fOr No ReAsOn! AnD yOu’Re TrYiNg To GeT mE tO tAlK mOrE?! I dOn’T FuCkINg ThINk SO BuDDy!”

He didn’t react at first when he was tackled to the ground, not until his strings broke away from Dust did he struggle to get out from under the skeleton on top of him, glitched screeches coming out of his mouth. Axe didn’t get off until Error was calmer, and only then did Error see what he had done.

Black bones and torn strings hung from where Dust had been pinned to the wall, enough that he would’ve killed him had Killer and Axe not reacted as fast as they did. Dust himself was still rattling in fear, marrow dripping from where the strings had been too tight and gashes where his attacks had hit their target. There was no talking between the four of them for the longest time, but soon enough, Killer helped Dust stand and motioned for Axe to do something. He nodded in response, no emotions appeared on his face as he led Error to a living room area and had him stay there so Dust could be patched up.

“Just… stay here and don’t do anything stupid,” he grumbled, leaving Error alone in the room.

Error couldn’t say that he felt guilty. He had DESERVED it after all… but then he felt fear. This was Nightmare’s home, after all, these were his minions, his group. What would he say to Error now that he had shown that he would harm one of them, and for something that trivial too?

He wanted to scream, but instead, he was stopped by a hand touching his arm. He jolted back, scooting away from the touch to look up and see the monochrome skeleton from earlier.

“You okay there, buddy?” he asked, and Error slowly nodded in response.

The other didn’t seem to believe Error, but he didn’t push it, merely shrugging and taking a seat at the opposite end of the couch from Error.

“I saw what you did to Dust.” he spoke up, a grin on his face when he made eye contact with Error, “That was pretty brutal.”

“Uh… ThAnKs?”

“You don’t need to worry about Nightmare. He’s not gonna hurt you for doing that. I mean, sure, you did almost kill Dust, but Dust was also being a pain.” Cross said, leaning back on the couch. “So just relax for a bit. Dinner will be ready soon-ish.”

Error nodded, though he didn’t believe Cross. As he had said, it was only a matter of minutes until Axe poked his head out of a sliding door across the room and said that it was time to eat.

It was a quiet dinner, no one seemed to want to talk to Error, but he didn't mind. He also tried not to pay attention to the empty seat across from him. Nightmare had seemed quite pleased when he saw Error sitting down with them. More pleased than Error thought he should be considering he had almost killed Dust, and yet, Nightmare didn’t seem bothered at all.

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