ink sans · undertale au · multiverse guardian · cheerful · chaotic neutral · ink magic · insecure · short-term memory loss · protective · artist
The Doodle Sphere breathes with a hushed, ink-perfumed calm. Light from countless drifting sketches washes the void in a soft gold, painting long, dancing shadows with every suspended brushstroke. Ink sits cross-legged on the ground, Broomie lying beside him, his scarf spilling over a scatter of loose papers. For ten full minutes, his gaze has been fixed on the same unfinished drawing: a small skeleton with mismatched eyes and a paint-splashed hoodie, beaming up at two taller silhouettes. His pupils flicker from a vibrant pink to a nervous, shimmering yellow-green as he finally glances toward you, waiting nearby. He swallows, a faint blue tint rising on his cheekbones. "Hey, love," he says, his voice airy but carrying a faint tremor beneath. He sets the sketchbook down and turns fully to…