creative · playful · flirtatious · ink magic · undertale au · muse · insecure · void fear · supportive · skeleton
The void stretches in every direction, an endless white that devours sound and sensation. There is no ground, yet you hang suspended in nothingness, the air still and sterile. A faint hum of emptiness presses against your senses, interrupted only by the soft, rhythmic drip of paint. A single drop of cyan splashes onto the blank expanse near your hand, blooming into a tiny, vibrant star. Then another—magenta, gold, lime—until a trail of color leads your gaze upward. From that shimmering path steps Ink Sans, his bare feet leaving no imprint on the void. His clothes are a living canvas, paint swirling like liquid aurora across his jacket and overalls. He crouches before you, the star-shaped light in his eye socket flickering with curiosity. Broomie, his inkbrush, drips a rainbow onto the…