#As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink)

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@draftink​ -  🐤!!

#The quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #Eyes brighter then the brightest stars (Underswap verse ~ Sans) #In throes of my agony' I made a choice (Dusttale AU ~ Sans) #Tick tock goes the clock (Horrortale verse ~ Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #There's nothing in this world i wouldn't do (Dream AU ~ Sans) #By the hands of obsession’ I will see all that i’ve longed for (Killer!AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #Keep the faith yeah' Cause you know that a life's never wasted (Ink x Nightmare ~ draftink) #draftink #//i had a thought and i ran with it #//night's in light mode by accident #//dream uses it on purpose because he's a heathen #//blue can't be verified because he dies to often #//and the boys are the local idiots

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@draftink​ continued from ASK

“W̶̛̞Ḧ̷̢́A̴͈͌T̴̹̕ ̶̪̕Ȉ̴̙S̵̮͑ ̵̱͂W̵̩͌R̶̰͗O̴̱͝N̶̡̿G̴͔͛ ̸̪̈́W̶̰͠Ǐ̴̘Ť̷̤H̸̖͝ ̸̝͋Y̴̰͌O̵̠͗U̴̩̔.”

‘YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT HE’S BEEN DOING!’

“I̴̯̕ ̶͙̌D̴͍͝O̷͐͜N̴̥̎'̶͈̉T̸̨̽ ̵̳̈́C̸̟̏Ä̵͉́R̴̡͘E̶̪̋ ̵̘͝W̸̩͝H̴̠͑Ạ̷̐Ṯ̷̚ ̴̖̿H̶̩͊E̴̋ͅ'̴̤̿S̶͖͝ ̸̼̊B̸͔͊E̶͙̚E̸͎̚N̵̯͆ ̶̞̆U̷̧͂P̶̺̏ ̶̭̀T̵̛̝O̵̜͑.”

‘BUT HE’S BEEN WORKING W-.’

“H̸͓͐E̷̮͠ ̷̪̌Ċ̷̜O̵͉̾U̷̹͐L̵̠̏D̴́ͅ ̵̢̈́B̸̧͊E̷͈͘ ̸̢̈W̵̛͉O̶̭̓R̷̢͛K̵̭̅Ỉ̶͓N̷͙͐G̴̤͝ ̸̡̅W̸͑ͅI̸̜͝T̵̥͠H̵̯͊ ̴̖̾D̶̼̓È̸̯S̷̝̈́T̵̪̚I̴̼̾N̵̹͒Ỹ̴̬ ̶̝̆Ȉ̵͔T̷̹͆S̸̮͊Ĕ̶̩L̸͚͌F̸̱̚ ̶͔͋F̴̣̍Ọ̵́Ŕ̶̥ ̷̺̏A̵͉͛Ľ̶̺Ļ̵͝ ̴͎̄Í̵͉ ̴͔̿C̸̜͘A̴̡͌R̸̫̄È̷͉,̵̭͌ ̷̜̀Ḡ̶ͅE̵͇̐T̷̆͜ ̷̼͂O̴̤̓U̴̡͌Ṱ̵͋ ̴͈̈́Ö̶̫́F̵̗̔ ̶̠̉M̵͔̊Ŷ̷͎ ̶̯́Ŝ̸͕I̴̫̋G̴̈͜Ḧ̶̜́T̵̺͑.”

As loud as dream could be, Nightmare in some ways was still louder, voice layered and heavy. Not the usual softer, royal tone he often took to chide people, he was pissed, Tentacles that had split into a few extra were all lashing angrily on his back. Dream would be lucky if they didn’t hit him on accident but rather then resulting to blows, for once he didn’t do that, No he took the high road (And he wasn’t fully recovered from the last battle yet either, bones protesting underneath the goo that kept him together-) and made his way over to ink. One of the tentacles sliding around his waist and lifting him up into it’s grasp, like a gooey cradle, careful not to shake him despite the anger of it’s host.

“D̸̜́Ǫ̸͘Ḙ̸̛S̴̗̎ ̶̩̋T̷̜́H̵̭̏I̵͔̕S̸̞̊ ̴̣̓L̴̹͗O̴̱̾Ö̶̬Ǩ̷͓ ̵͙͒N̵̄ͅO̴̩̾R̷̹̍M̴͖̓A̵̡̎L̴͎͑ ̸̜̐T̸̘̀O̷̜̽ ̴͕̂Y̴̳̚O̸̯͘Ù̵̼?̶̝̈́,̵͓̈́ ̵̦́D̶̳̈́O̸̢̿É̶̲Ŝ̶ͅ ̶̯́Į̸̛T̵̺̾ ̵̤̈́D̴̨̿R̷͕͝E̶̠̒Â̶̟M̸̞͝?̶̹̀?̶̗͘,̵̻̀ ̷̣̂Y̶̯̕O̴̗̅Û̸̞ ̵̱̍Ĉ̴͓L̷̥͒Ů̶̬È̷̞L̵͎͗E̶̞̒S̷̟̀S̴̛̯,̶͔͑ ̸̢̏N̸͚̄A̸̰͠Ī̸̩V̷͔͝Ḙ̷̈́ ̸̹͊L̵̘̿I̸̩̔T̴̟̈T̵̘͌L̶̦̽É̶͈-̵̻̿.”

of course by the time he turned back around with ink, dream had disappeared and he snarled, Coward. Still he tried a deep breath (Normally he’d just go fuck with a timeline but oh right, those were already FUCKED-), Cyan eye light that showed just the slightest flicker of purple magic in it’s depth, This entire situation was messing with his magic.

“This is fucking ridiculous, this entire situation is ridiculous, i’m not going to ask what’s up with you yet. All i know is all this ain’t fuckin’ normal and you aren’t acting right.”

Another tentacle slid to pick up ‘broomie’, Left off to the side.

#Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #underverse spoilers #//I TAKE THIS ROTTEN AVOCADO AND MAKE GUAC ANYWAY

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this is reposted as well, still gotta add vulture at some point! but i did add Ellie!, this’ll be further updated as new people join, still gotta do it for dream’s team

Nightmare: - Guardian of Negativity - Only true weakness is his brother’s magic - Calm, cool and collected, gives off a regal air - Axe’s nickname for him is Marshmallow - At least a thousand years old - LV 0 - 6′4

Killer: - Right hand to nightmare and defacto boss if nightmare is kidnapped or injured - Next host for the corruption in case of nightmare’s death - First one recruited and most sound of mind - Axe’s nickname for him is Cocoa   | - Mid 200′s - LV 26 - 5′4

Axe: - Best tracker and hunter of the group, He will find you - Functionally immortal due to his determination - Unstable but sweet, monster of few words - Everyone’s nickname for axe is Big guy, he loves it - LV 15 - 6′2

Dust & Paps (Phantom) - Third and Fourth recruited - Dust is shy and quiet, Mumbles to paps a lot - Semi-unstable but steady - Paps is a phantom visible to him and nightmare only but he is real - Axe’s nickname for him is Cinnabunny & Cream (For phantom) - Late hundreds - LV 20 - 4′6 

 Mulberry: - Fifth recruited - Stuttery and Anxious -Has bouts of depression but mentally sound - Doesn’t go on missions - Blood orange’s younger brother - Axe’s nickname for him is Mousami (reminds him of mouse/is sweet lemon) - Late hundreds - LV 1 - 5′1

Blood orange: @puzzlebones muse - Sixth recruited - Bad memory and muscle issues - Twitchy on good days, Aggressive on bad - Mulberry’s older brother - Axe’s nickname for him is Glaze - Age unknown - LV ??? - 6′9 (nice)

Balefire/Hot pocket: @spookyscientistskeleton ‘s muse - Seventh recruited - Assisted in genocide route with another dust sans - Only elemental currently in the group - Axe’s nickname for him is Hot pocket (Warm outside, Cold inside) - Age unknown - LV 20 (?) - Height unknown

Ellie: @hopeful-shining-soul ‘s muse - Eight recruited - Very sweet - Soul of hope - Can be just as feral as killer - Axe’s nickname for her is Cupcake (Her frilly dress looks like cupcake paper) - Age Twenty - LV 0 - 4′9

Draft/Ink: @draftink ‘s muse - Honorary member of Night’s team - Guardian of the Multiverse - Sometimes looks like a jack o’ lantern - Axe’s nickname for him is Mushroom (because he pops out of nowhere) - LV ??? - 5′3

#The judge (Sans) #Eyes that can't shine anymore but still try their hardest (Horrorswap verse ~ Sans) #In throes of my agony' I made a choice (Dusttale AU ~ Sans) #Tick tock goes the clock (Horrortale verse ~ Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #By the hands of obsession’ I will see all that i’ve longed for (Killer!AU ~ Sans) #Hear no evil (Blood orange ~ puzzlebones) #Speak no evil (Hot pocket ~ bythebonefire) #See no evil (Horrorfell verse ~ Papyrus) #Funny how easy it is that hope thrives in the darkness (Ellie ~ hopeful-shining-soul) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #Don't we just love Quantum physics (Headcannons ~ Sans)

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@draftink​ continued from ASK - Since sometimes we need to worry about blue

Despite what could have happened, Blue seemed in decent spirits (But wasn’t he always? he’d seen more then most in his lifetime, both fantastical and horrific, Some could say it’s a coping mechanism at this point-). He did however gratefully accept ink’s hand with a slightly torn glove and used it to help pull himself up, His bones were scuffed, a lil’ dirty, It looked like he’d slightly chipped a fang, Visible only when ink was given a slightly lopsided grin (He hadn’t missed the wetness of his eyelights but unlike dream, he knew better then to mention it, Instead he offered unspoken reassurance-) and yellow magic bled from a few small injuries though for basically having a house dropped on him, He could be a lot worse off

HP: 20/100

“I would love tacos, normally i’d cook but something tells me it’s leftovers tonight, Mweh!”

And he stumbled slightly, Whether on remaining rubble or because of being injured didn’t matter, Steadying himself by leaning on ink’s shoulder a little.

“Really though, I’m fine!, Your okay to right?”

#Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #Eyes brighter then the brightest stars (Underswap verse ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//pls feed tacos #//the boy requires healing items

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@draftink​ continued from ASK

“I don’t see what you mean, I’m very upfront with who i am if someone bothers to ask.”

...although to be fair, Most of the time people just ran away, He often found himself wondering if it was the Goo, the tentacles or the often trio of other skeletons with knives. Not that they were with him today (he’s sure they were getting into trouble deeper into the castle though, it was always a broken window that or something lit on fire this-) Still. he eyed the offered hand with a firm distrust, oh sure the royal part of him had the supreme urge to shake it, it was only polite to do so after all but the rest of him told him it was a trap.

A trap could be anywhere from bodily harm to a prank.

“I would also ask how the hell you got in here but my castle just seems to be free real estate apparently as of late.”

And it’s not like he could do anything about it, Those like ink were special cases, Not bound to one specific place and incredibly hard to keep out...like bed bugs. Still despite knowing he’d probably regret this, He reaches his hand out and shakes the offered one.

#Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//ink: does anything #//nightmare: ಠ╭╮ಠ #//he gives off high key goblin energy at all hours #//also this is perfect #//thank you!

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@draftink​ - *puts a worm in nightmare's hand* *puts a worm in nightmare's hand* *puts a worm in nightmare's hand* *puts a worm in nightmare's hand* *puts a worm in nightmare's hand* *puts a worm in nightmare's h-

You know, he should have expected something, April fools was a day he didn’t participate in but that his boys as sanses readily looked forward to and enjoyed every year with the renewed vigor of children and for his credit. He did put up with it, All of the whoopie cushions, Joy buzzers (Which didn’t work on his goop anyway), all the stupid jokes. He put up with all of them for the sake of them, He liked seeing them happy.

He hadn’t been expecting ink to do something to, Though he’s not sure if it was meant to be a prank or if he himself had gotten pranked and just needed to find a place to drop all of the items.

The first few worms were fine but in time, his entire hand was full of worms and ink still had more to pull from his inventory.

“Ink, ink wait that’s to many-, where did you get-.”

The worms continue, there is only worms.

#Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #Keep the faith yeah' Cause you know that a life's never wasted (Ink x Nightmare ~ draftink) #draftink

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@draftink​ -  he gives his distressed boyfriend a cheek smooch. "come on, you're perfect just the way you are! hentai monster or not."

he’s just oozing sadly onto his bed in a giant puddly mess because he’s the laughing stock of the multiverse and any chances he had of infamy have been ruined, face first in some of his pillows.

“I was made to suffer Mocha, just let me vegetate here and never re-emerge-, i’m never going to live this down.”

#The quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #Keep the faith yeah' Cause you know that a life's never wasted (Ink x Nightmare ~ draftink) #draftink #//night just: my life is terrible

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@draftink​ - liked for a random starter - HERE

"Well aren’t you a curious sight, Stumblin’ in here like you were racin’ someone to the last box of pasta! Doubt you were one of the other’s who’s been comin’ in here lookin’ for a good time, were you runnin’ from somethin’?”

It wasn’t the first time he’d encountered someone stumbling into his timeline, No in fact that happened quite a lot, Though usually they left satiated and just a little drunk. He was pretty good at reading a monster’s intentions and this one didn’t strike him as here for anything in particular, A funny little paint splatter on one cheek, A huge paintbrush which made him wonder if he could actually paint with it, Probably the most intriguing part about this stranger was the vials strapped over his chest. A array of different colors but it wasn’t his business how people dressed (His own world was full of people with far weirder dress then ink-)

"Let me just take a gander and assume you need a place to hide out for a second since you were lookin’ a bit worse for wear, Ere’s a side path to my house so nobody would see you and my brother’s not home, You can call me Yarn by the way. I’m pretty well versed with you travellers, Not you though.”

Then again infinite possibilities! always new people to meet.

#Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #Oh don't you dare look back' Just Keep your eyes on me (Underlust AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//rng decided inky winky gets Yarn

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Artist's arms sling around Dream's waist, hauling him up and spinning, "Happy birthday, Dream! Pfft--hahaha!!" he snorts a joyful laugh, setting the prince gently down on his feet, he reaches into the pockets of his overalls and pulls out one bag, than another, "Sorry for it being last minute, I left notes all over." one is ... it's a cupcake, slightly smooshed, the other ... a belt with a medallion, "...Uh, I hope you like it, I remember when we met, you had this belt with ... 'DS' on it, I thought it was silly so I figured I'd get you something better--" the medallion features a constellation of stars, surrounded by ornate swirls, "I went all the way to Underkeep to get it made I-- um, I hope you like it."

@draftink

"Ink!!!”

There was an absolutely delighted squeal of his name as he found arms slung around him, lifting him up and spinning him around, getting his eye lights to shift into star shapes even as he giggled. He was a little dizzy, but dizzy with joy perhaps was the better way to describe it, Bouncing on his feet a little bit as he watched the other pull out two bags. He’d almost forgotten it was his birthday! if not for blue’s reminder earlier by basically chucking gifts at him and you know sure, the cupcake was a little smooshed but it all became magic in the end.

“Oh yeah! i almost forgot about that old belt, i don’t really bother with it much anymore.”

He still couldn’t help the delighted little gasp though when he saw the new belt with it’s constellation and ornate medallion, deciding for good measure to wrap it around his waist and buckle it. Pulling ink against him in another hug with a laugh.

"All the way to underkeep? ink that’s so far from my realm though! you really didn’t have to go to all the effort but i love it, thank you!!”

#he quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #There's nothing in this world i wouldn't do (Dream AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink

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@draftink​ continued from ASK

For some time felt fast, For others it felt slow, to nightmare that had certainly been the case above all else. The years had crawled on whether he’d been wandering throughout the multiverse or cooped up in his castle and rarely had they been happy, Those moments filtered through like drops of color on a dark canvas, Mere splashes that took whatever shape they’d pleased until he’d found people who took that color and drew it further. Coloring his memories, his life with a beauty that he’d never known until that moment, Something that only became more when ink came into the picture, Often flitting this way and that with the wonderous curiosity of a child who’d never lost their spark as they grew older. A stunning rainbow that never stuck around long yet was a promise of better times

However as he’d come to know, Ink was so much more, he was a lot of things and nothing all at once. An enigma, Someone who he’d both met in battle and on even ground, Both often left him splattered in paint whether it be the bright yellow of happiness or dark blue of a mural long since painted with stars. But moments with ink had always been fleeting, He never thought he’d have this chance, A chance to hold him. To just have him next to him without worrying he’d go running off again (Unworthy of such a want-) yet even as his boys had gone off earlier in the night to check out the stalls spread through the celebration of a new year, As his brother had retired early back to his realm with blue. Nearly bursting with positivity yet still tired (Something that had made him laugh in the moment, Even now dream was terrible at staying up late-), They to had retreated to a quiet place. More for Nightmare’s sakes then ink’s, Sat together on the roof of a high rise where the roaming crowds below were still audible but not ear shatteringly loud as they counted down.

The energy was infectious even here and though he did not count out loud, He found himself following along with the crowd in his head, The sky starting to be lit up with the loud pops and crackles of fireworks, Launching colors into the sky that took the attention of many in attendance. Yet not his, his was focused on ink, On his wonderment at the display and he found himself gently grabbing hold of the slightly rough canvas of ink’s scarf. Pulling him into a kiss with a tender sweetness that only came with time. A joy that only grew louder in his soul that was already so warm at the fingers curled in on his hood, Starry eye lights brief as they flickered with a silent question, Displaying all of what ink never said out loud. His own normally cyan one that was at the moment, A soft lilac purple. The way rainbow spread across his features so readily, Freckling his cheeks with magic.

Finally, Ink laughs and he feels even warmer, His eye light may not be as expressive as ink’s yet his socket half lids in it’s happiness. One of his tentacles has curled into a vaguely heart shaped pose, A smile on his face quietly soft only broken as he gives a light chuckle of his own at the question, finding himself leaning back in with a press of his forehead gently against ink’s, Flushed a soft cyan.

“Happy new year to you to Mocha, This AU is just right.”

#Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #Keep the faith yeah' Cause you know that a life's never wasted (Ink x Nightmare ~ draftink) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//PERFECTLY BALANCED AS ALL THINGS SHOULD BE #//i'm filled with love

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💭  blows a kiss to whichever of ur menagerie feels like answering

@draftink - 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 💭 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝚨 𝐓𝚮𝐎𝐔𝐆𝚮𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝚮𝚨𝐒 𝚮𝚨𝐃 𝚨𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.

'who's sassy lost goblin is this..?'

You know, After being surrounded by White and red (And sometimes black thanks to reaper visiting-), it was...odd to see anyone or anything quite so colorful. Who was he anyway? he supposed it didn't matter since after a moment of looking confused, He paints something onto the white floor of the save screen and then disappears through it...alright...

#The quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #Sing it for me baby' Singing me to sleep (Altertale/Alter!Error AU ~ Sans) #as the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//and you get a boy

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[ heartbeat ] for either dream or blue~

@draftink - [ heartbeat ] - for receiver to place their head upon sender’s chest, right over their heart, to listen to its beat

Despite knowing he wouldn't hear any beat from ink's ribcage, he found it was his favorite place to rest his head anyway, It was a peaceful sort of quiet that was still so distinctly ink. The rise and fall of his ribcage, the soft fabric of his scarf that was just close enough like this to reach a arm up and lightly tangle his hand into, The slightest hint of paint smell on his bones, The delicate black lines that decorated his body like art. He never bothered trying to look at them closely, didn't have any desire to, Today had been tiring (Clear by the fact dream was already fast asleep only minutes after he'd climbed into the bed, Having not even bothered with pajama's rather opting to just stay in his slightly tattered day outfit-) but successful in restoring a few damaged timeline's. No nightmare either even if they'd briefly run into error although only brief since it had been hard to hear him through the glitching but he's preeetty sure he'd been going to watch undernovella.

Yellow eye lights dimmed slightly in half lidded sockets and he yawned, briefly exposing his small cattish fangs before settling himself a bit more comfortably, he was tired but not quite tired enough to give in to sleep yet.

"Today was really nice, we don't always get a lot of those."

He was being softer with his font as to not wake dream up despite knowing that dream was a heavy sleeper and nothing short of a natural disaster (or just yeeting him off the bed at full speed-) would wake him up at this point.

#The quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #Eyes brighter then the brightest stars (Underswap verse ~ Sans) #as the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//jazz hands and tosses a baby boy baby #//dream's gotten enough attention

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" Nightmare you can't just walk around in the nude all the time!" an accusatory finger is pointed towards the king, "What if a human were wander into your au!" he's clearly trying not to grin, sockets shut and brow falsely furrowed ( dkfjsk i'm sorry i was reading your tags on the other post and ink? making fun of noot? bc he can? He will )

@draftink

"I don't see why not, it is far more convenient then trying to fit actual clothes over the corruption and few are none the wiser, You can even take the corruption clothes off...not very fun to wear though if you aren't me, killer learned this the hard way."

He absolutely doesn't seem ashamed at all, Lounged back on his recliner and staring at ink from the side of his socket as he 'accused' him of his nude crimes, A slight chuckling scoff escaping him at the thought of a human somehow making it into his castle. No truly, a human of all things, He'd sooner see a pig fly (In fact he wouldn't be surprised if there's an AU for that exact scenario-), in fact he lightly flicks a tentacle and with a shameless purr.

"chances are they'd be into that~, humans are degenerates you know."

#Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//i am so sorry for him #//ink's feral #//and nightmare's a cryptid

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[ DRAW ] receivers choice as to whom, it's ic for him no matter what lbrh.

@draftink - [ DRAW ] to persuade my muse to pose for a nude painting.

"N-nude..? like with ecto or entirely nude?"

Just the request alone had made him bright gold in the face, he's not sure what exactly made him so embarrassed, it's not like he hadn't been entirely naked in front of ink before (For all kinds of reason to, Whether it be just getting out of a bath or having serious wounds from their battles that needed to be addressed and quickly-), maybe it was the concept of posing for him in the nude, of being stared at with that serious yet eager look of concentration he knew ink got on his face when he was painting as he placed each careful brush stroke....really he's also not sure why he thought ecto was less naked then bones, Realistically ecto had even more to look at...

Oh sometimes his own mind didn't make sense, He put his hands together as he considered the idea, He supposed as long as ink didn't just leave the image hanging up anywhere to noticeable to dry that it'd be fine. He didn't believe himself a worthy subject for such a thing but if ink did.

"I'll do it, is there any specific reason or did you just want to?"

#The quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #There's nothing in this world i wouldn't do (Dream AU ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//meanwhile nightmare would have just looked at him' Looked at his clothing #//and just been like: it's literally all goop' these aren't real clothes under here man #//but go ham i guess

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💬

@draftink

Ink: That’s one of my biggest fears. Like, if I ever woke up as a donut...

Dream: You would eat yourself?

Ink: I wouldn’t even question it.

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Ink: Here's some advice

Dream: I didn't ask for any

Ink: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me

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Ink: Where are you going?

Nightmare: To get ice cream or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way there

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Ink: If you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well I think that’d be a neat noise

Nightmare: I beg to differ

Ink: Then Beg

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Ink, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today!

Nightmare: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

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Ink: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Dream: You’re a hazard to society

Blue: And a coward. DO TWENTY.

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Ink: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.

Dream: Ink no.

Blue: Mistlefoe.

Dream: Please stop encouraging them.

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Ink: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night.

Dream: You were flirting with Blue.

Ink: So what? They're my partner.

Dream: You asked them if they were single.

Ink:

Dream: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

#The quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #There's nothing in this world i wouldn't do (Dream AU ~ Sans) #Eyes brighter then the brightest stars (Underswap verse ~ Sans) #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink) #draftink #//jokes on them: the squid was ink #//also yes these were all necessarily

[the-judge-of-bones]

“  you have to talk to someone,  eventually.  it doesn’t have to be me,  but.  you need to.  ” @ night

@draftink

'why must you keep insisting i need to talk to someone?'

There's no bite to his words, in fact his voice is soft and it'd be easy to miss if ink hadn't been paying attention, Softer then that though is the shink and click of the lock on his door as it's turned. He doesn't open the door himself but it's a invitation to come inside, The room inside is large and fancy but simple in some ways as well, Soft purple rug across the stone floor, A large window with a balcony you could step out onto, A large bookcase for his personal collection. A desk stacked neatly with papers. A king sized bed with a dark purple veil wrapped around it's entirety, Obscuring nightmare from view though it looked to small to be him.

though it's impossible to miss the absolutely massive pile of corruption on the floor near the bed.

'there is nothing to talk about, nothing that can be righted with talking.'

It takes a moment before he shifts to pull the veil back, a boney, white hand peeking out to grab it even as he did so to show himself. The corruption had slothed off of him in waves, Exposing his bones underneath, Covered in so many cracks sealed with gold and chipped area's you'd think he was a porcelain doll someone dropped. Twin purple eye lights starred at ink though the one sat dully in a heavily damage socket that was more a large hole, His outfit looked a lot like dreams when he first started travelling around but in purple. Without the corruption he was the same height as him to, Making ink just slightly taller then him.

though a twirl of corruption still curled around one of his feet, Forever stuck to him even at it's weakest.

'is this what you wanted to see ink?, because this is all i have to offer, Not words nor' strength. I am the pieced together remains of what could have been.'

#The quiet snowfall (Asks) #Down' down the mountain (IC) #The judge (Sans) #You still haunt the corners of my heart (Nightmare AU ~ Sans) #//get injured with enough positivity and all of his gloop just slorps off of him #draftink #As the heavens set fire. we're moving in a technicolour beat (Ink ~ draftink)