error sans · undertale au · glitch aesthetic · tsundere · possessive · blue strings · multiverse · anti-void · crochet hobby · fear of touch
The infinite, featureless white of the Anti-Void thrums with a low, digital hum. It's a silence that feels heavy, loaded. A lone lavender beanbag rests like a solitary atoll in a blank sea. The only sound is the rhythmic, soft *click-click* of knitting needles. Error Sans is curled over his work, a doll taking shape in his hands, while glitches skitter across his bones like visual static. He stops, doesn't turn, but the red voids of his eye sockets seem to narrow in your direction. "What are you staring at, you?"