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Ink x Writer! Reader

Before I start this one is based off something I do. Like if I'm just sitting there and I get an idea, I will scramble to get something to write it on. It could be paper, my phone, myself or even another person. Do any of you do this? Or am I just insane? Proabably the last one but anyway, onto the story!!

"Ink?" I ask, lightly kicking him. He jolts awake from his slumber on the couch.

"Yeah sweetheart?" he asks, yawning.

"Halp." I say, my eyes not leaving the computer screen. I hear him shuffle around and then feel his weight on my shoulder.

"With what?" he asks. I sigh and lean against the back of the chair, I feel his head rest upon mine.

He hums slightly while skimming through it.

"I'm stuck. I don't know how to continue it." I whine. He taps his fingers on my shoulder.

"Hmm, how about, we go out!" he suggests happily. I cock my head to the side.

"How will that help?" I ask.

"Maybe it will help give you some ideas!" he suggests. I ponder the idea for a minute.

"You know what? Yeah! Lets go!" I say jumping up and racing to my room to change.

When I return I see Sans waiting by the door. He looks at me and blushes.

I look down at what I'm wearing and smile. I was wearing a red skirt and a pink tank top that was tucked into the skirt. It looked kinda like a dress. I slipped on my pastel pink flats and we headed out the door. (If you don't like those colors feel free to change it.)

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"Where are we going?" I asked, Ink holding tightly onto my hand.

"Here!" he said. I looked up and saw a big carnival. I felt my face light up.

"Thank you Ink!! This should give me some ideas!" I say, dragging him in behind me.

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I was currently waiting for Ink to return from the bathroom.

"Hey toots." a male voice said. I looked next to me and saw a guy. I noticed two others behind him.

"What do ya say about join us?" one of the others asked.

"I-I have a boyfriend." I stuttered out.

"So? He probably sucks anyway." the one said.

"Please leave." I ask. Hoping to avoid any conflict. They laugh and start pulling on my arm. Before they can continue they are picked up in a colorful glow and thrown to the side. I feel someone grab me and push me behind them.

"Touch her again, I dare you." he said darkly. They run off, tripping over each other.

"I-Ink?"

"Sweetheart! Are you alright. I'm so so sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone. Can you forgive me?" he asks. Instead of responding I grab a marker in his belt and look on my arm for a spot to write. However, my arms are already filled up with writing.

I grab Inks arm and start jotting down small details. I smile and tuck the marker back into his belt.

"Thank you Ink! I know the perfect way to end my story!" I say smiling. His pleading look slowly turns into a kind smile.

"I should be thanking you." he says lifting me up in a hug. I grab the marker again and jot something down on his shoulder bone.

He sets me down laughing.

"Sorry." I say, chasing that comment with a yawn. He laughs.

"Sleepy?" he asks. I nod.

"Can we go home?" I ask, rubbing my eyes. He nods before turning around and bending down.

"Get on." he says. I yawn and accept the offer. I wrap my arms around his neck and lay my head on his shoulder.

Inks POV

I hear her breathing even out and her small snores. I chuckle and continue walking home.

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I decided to not wake her. She will probably beat the stars out of me but, she needs sleep. I change her into a pair of shorts and t-shirt before setting her on our bed. I climb into bed and pull her close to me. I kiss her head before allowing myself to fall asleep.

Lets just say that you spent the entire day writing, and yelling at Ink.