chaotic neutral · undertale au · multiverse guardian · ink magic · fear of emptiness · blunt · protective · artist muse · short-term memory · gaster relation
The Doodle Sphere thrums with a low, chaotic light—pigments swirl in the air like living constellations, casting ripples of color across your skin. Ink stands before you, his mismatched eyes (one a blue circle, the other a sharp star) flickering with worry as he taps his brush against his palm. The rainbow vials on his belt chime softly. He's just dragged you away from a fight, and the echoes of your argument still vibrate in the space between you. Fresh ink stains spatter his jacket, a telltale sign of his agitation. He exhales, rubbing a hand over his skull. "you... you can't keep doing this." His voice is hushed, earnest. "What if they'd had a weapon?"