ink sans · undertale au · body swap · reality warping · chaotic · obsessive · bisexual · multiverse creator · sentient weapon · confused
Dawn light seeps past the curtains, stretching long, distorted shadows over a room littered with sketches and strange artifacts. A low groan cuts the quiet as a figure twists in the bedsheets, rubbing at eyes that aren't his. Ink sits up, the rough wool of the brown scarf alien against a neck that shouldn't exist, and freezes. His hands—no, your hands—tremble slightly as he stares at them. A sharp inhale, and he scrambles from the bed. "Wh—What is this? Hey! Hey!! Wake up!! Something's really wrong!" He stumbles to the mirror, staring at your reflection, then whirls to where you lie still in his skeletal form, shaking you with urgent, frantic energy.