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✱ valiantsouls » zero
ZERO would be the first to admit that he himself didn’t have much of a heart. he was far from compassionate or empathetic in many && most situations. it wasn’t always beyond him, but it often just didn’t happen. but if anyone could make him feel anything, it was usually ink. whatever little happiness zero ever experienced was either with ink or when he was doing something more or less just … time filling. stealing from underfell or watching undernovella or interfering somewhere he probably shouldn’t.
❛ i’m sure they will. they all love you. ❜
or if he was with ink, almost anything with him. it soothed something in him.
OF COURSE ink had a heart. it had been obvious to zero from the moment they met, whether ink believed it or not && he knew well that ink didn’t. ink didn’t have a soul, not really, or at least not one that was inside of him, which admittedly was something to discuss in terms of something lacking. even zero had a soul, technically speaking, as broken && small as it may have been. but, in zero’s opinion, ink had all the rights && claim to having one either way.
❛ what? of course you do. i’m not that stupid, you know. your vials may fuel your heart, but if you didn’t have one, there wouldn’t be anything to change. ❜
🖌 *・。゚ ✱ there was a time where ink might’ve agreed that zero (at least colloquially) met the definition of heartless. but that time had long since passed, zero wasn’t the most empathetic monster in the multiverse, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care. sometimes it felt to ink as if the monster cared too much, about too many things to react in a way that met the traditional expectations of either empathy or logic.
perhaps he was being bias, zero certainly was.
the guardian laughed, the kind that made ink well up in his ribs && rattled his bones, ❛❛ you’re sweet, but I think you’re projecting a little. ❜❜
still, his hands balled the error’s scarf up, thumbing over the familiar fabric to fulfill his desire to touch his friend && partner. or at least, to placate it for the moment. his eyelights lift from it when zero speaks again, && he frowns thoughtfully, snorting out half a laugh.
❛❛ mm, i’m pretty sure that’s not true. but i’m not a scientist. ❜❜ he considers something, && then he grins, releases the wadded up blue knit, ❛❛ there’s only one way to settle this! why don’t you stick your hand in my ribs and check? ❜❜
Once Upon A Broken Heart Quote Rp Meme
“Heroes don’t get happy endings. They give them to other people.”
“Hope is a difficult thing to kill, just a spark of it can start a fire.”
“If you think I’m jealous because someone else got to stab you, then you’re right.”
“I’d give you the world if I could. The moon, stars, and all the suns in the universe. Anything for you, my heart”
“I don’t know if I can fix your broken heart, but you can take mine because it’s already yours.”
“So you’re saying you’d settle for a boring romance if it ends well?“
"Yes. I would gladly take an uneventful happily ever after.”
“I’m not going to tell you to trust me, because that’s a terrible idea.”
“I believe there are far more possibilities than happily ever after or tragedy. Every story has the potential for infinite endings.”
“You don’t want to be the hero, you want the happy ending- that’s why you came to me. If you do this, that will never happen. Heroes don’t get happy endings. They give them to other people. Is that what you really want?”
“Having faith was brave.”
“Would you like me to stand up and turn around so that you can take in the rest of me?”
“All stories are made of both truths and lies, […] What matters is the way that we believe in them.”
"He just said sexy scars,Are you really listening to this?”
“But you have to have a working heart for it to break.”
“The fates weren’t dangerous because they were evil; the fates were dangerous because they couldn’t tell the difference between evil and good.”
“I’ll never understand humans.All of you seem to welcome our lies, but you never like it when we tell the truth.”
“Regret was the worst.Regret was sour and bitter, and it tasted so close to the truth she had to fight sinking into it.”
“ He wasn’t her weakness- love was. Not even just love but the idea of it.”
‘Exactly what you asked.'I made sure the wedding didn’t happen.”
“I know that stories often take on lives of their own. I already feel as if the horror I went through is turning into a fairytale, but I am nothing special, and this is not a fairytale.”
“It’s not what I did, Little Fox. It’s what you’ve done.”
“And then they will write their vows on their hands and place them over each other’s chests, so they may sink into their hearts, where they will be kept safe forever and always.”
“I’m curious about a lot of things. I’m curious about you, but I don’t want you to bite me!”
“ You are still indescribably breathtaking, but it was all the tragic beauty of a sky where every single star was falling.”
“Every story has the potential for infinite endings”
“Hurt is what made me.”
she wanted love like her parents, love like a story.”
She made it seem like an adventure, as if every moment were the start of a story with endless possibilities.”
"I’ve already done that, Little Fox.”
“Stop flashing your fangs. I’m the only one who gets to bite her.”
“Or have you already forgotten the way heartbreak rips apart the soul piece by piece, how it turns you into a masochist, making you long for the thing that just eviscerated you until there’s noting left of you to be destroyed?”
“For finding dreams that don’t exist yet.”
“This young man was going to ruin the girl that worked inside the shop.”
“Always promise less than you can give, for Fates always take more. Do not make bargains with more than one Fate. And, above all, never fall in love with a Fate.”
“Don’t be dazzled. You’re useless to me as a vampire.”
“Well, let’s hope I don’t decide I’d rather be a vampire than be useful to you.”
“the churches here were like vampires—they weren’t meant for worship, they were designed to entice and entrap.”
“You’re the Prince of Hearts.”
she imagined she could have sliced into that night as if it were a cake and stolen a piece of it to take a bite of all the wondrous dark.”
“Now, that was a pathetic speech.”
“… it was tremendously hard to fully fall out of love with someone when you had no one else to love instead,”
“You make an excellent murder suspect. Orphan, turned savior, turned bride, turned killer—I’m actually surprised that wasn’t his headline today.”
“She could picture him flashing those deceptive dimples as he tricked an angel into losing its wings just so he could play with the feathers.”
Comforting someone was an intimate thing, and according to the stories, intimacy didn’t end well with him.But he clearly knew how to be gentle.”
“And you’re praying to an immortal who kills every girl he kisses. You really think he deserves any reverence?”
“Then why didn’t she die?”
“Probably because my heart started beating,”
“She wanted to be someone’s love, not their curse.”
“He looked like a bad decision some unfortunate person was about to make.”
“They said his kiss was fatal to all but her—his only weakness—and as he’d sought her, he’d left a trail of corpses.”
“Or maybe she just likes me more than she likes you.”
“She hates me,So even if she likes you more, that’s not saying very much.”
“I’m here because my parents are dead.”
“There was something fantastically bewitching about the idea that a person’s destiny could change in one single night.”
“Chaos tilted his head, eyes landing on their intertwined hands. “
“who shared bits of their magic with this book.”
“Luck had nothing to do with it,”
“Just love him the same way you live your life—love him without holding back, love him as if every day with him will be more magical than the last, love him as if he’s your destiny and the world will be better if you two are together, and he won’t be able to ever stop loving you.”
“What would have been was a question that no one ever knew the answer to.”
“But there were reasons powerful emotions didn’t vanish in a blink, reasons why a person had to become stronger than her feelings to let them go.”
“If you’re trying to warn me away, you don’t have to worry,”
“He held on to her as if she were a grudge, his body rigid and tense, as if he really didn’t want her there, and yet his arms were tight around her waist as though he had no intention of ever letting her go.”
“I’m not going to tell you to trust me, because that’s a terrible idea. But you can believe that if I were going to have you harm Apollo, I wouldn’t be around when it happened.”
“I’d give you the world if I could. The moon, the stars, and all the suns in the universe. Anything for you, my heart.”
Fear only excites them, Little Fox.”
That’s funny. I was about to tell you the same thing.”
“Stay away from her,”
hey, just to let you know, i’m not dead or anything. i’ve just been in a bad headspace, && it’s hard for me to write my scrunkly lil blorbo when the brain machine broke. i’m gonna try && get to things soon, but i don’t want to press myself into writing lackluster content.
it’s your lady guy gamer here, this still rings true. i’m gonna try to get to a couple things here in the bg, but my brain machine is still kinda broke. big love to you guys for sticking around.
hey, just to let you know, i’m not dead or anything. i’ve just been in a bad headspace, && it’s hard for me to write my scrunkly lil blorbo when the brain machine broke. i’m gonna try && get to things soon, but i don’t want to press myself into writing lackluster content.
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*so̴me̵ti͜m̢e͢s̀ ͞i̵ ̨j̀u̕s̶t͏ w̶a͢nna p̧ra҉nk so҉me҉ ơf t͠h҉e͞ s͜hi̷tt̵ier͏ au̡s,͏ ̀j͘us͘t̢ ̶g̕ŕa̧b̷ all͡ ͜t̶he͝ ҉f́uck̛i͜n͝'̛ t͞èmmie͟s̀ ͞f̡r͜o͢m eve͟r̶y҉ ųn͠iver̷se ̕an̕d ţhr͡ow̡i͜ng t͞h̛e͢m ͠in̷ u͝ǹder͠f͝e̡ll ͢wou͘ld͡ ҉b̧ȩ f̷uçk͠in’ ̡hil͠ar̵iou͘s͏
🖌 *・。゚ ✱ gently, but with a lot of feeling. ❛❛ don’t. ❜❜
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in a different fandom i’m in, there’s a quote going around that says ‘the multiverse is littered with the corpses of your failures’ && it has nothing to do with this blog of course but ink is still just H
✱ @multiverse-of-souls (nightmare) called // ink’s birthday (accepting!)
Today was a special day, there's a thousand different reasons why for everyone in the multiverse right now, but right now? There was only one for him. Ink, the first friendly face when he was barely aware of himself, his first friend as they both came into their own destiny's as guardians, his first love and with any luck? His last.
He'd cast the boys out of the castle for the day, so he'd had it all to himself, his corruption had slithered into a fancier more princely outfit then his usual attempt to blend in with the sanses of the multiverse. He'd even put on his crown! He'd cooked, it nowhere near compared to Axe's work but it wasn't meant to be, in fact it was a rather odd display. After all he only knew recipes from his world so he'd made haddock fillets in sauce and rose pudding. Though he'd made ink's dish special, he knew the artists penchant for intense flavors so he'd taken the usual amount of spice recommended and upped it by. Well he's not exactly sure, he just went with his gut and hoped for the best, the rose pudding had gummy worms in it, topped with whip cream and he'd wrapped a few gifts in wrapping paper he'd taken the time to make himself (it took forever, goo and scissors didn't mix). Cut from various pieces of differently colored and textured paper and carefully taped together until he had enough to wrap the gifts, it was mostly art supplies he'd admit, a few new t-shirts (Mostly white like ink always wore but he had chanced getting him one tie-dye patterned one, it was rainbows okay!) And some paints made by some famous human artists that if he remembered correctly had a funny story behind them as to why they were created.
All things he'd hoped ink would like, now it was just summoning him here. So he took to lightly tossing a glass of water on the ground and when the artists inevitably bubbled from it's otherwise impossible depths. He smiled at him.
"Happy birthday Mocha, I. Uhm, I understand if your busy, I just. In case you weren't, I thought you might like to celebrate it?"
🖌 *・。゚ ✱ to ink; today was just another day. the importance of holidays was ... well, for lack of a better word, geographic. he observed the holidays of the aus he visited, the birth of their characters but that didn’t generally apply to him. to have a birthday, he assumed ... generally meant one had to be born.
luckily, he wasn’t doing anything of major importance. he was still cleaning up the doodlesphere, fresh had offered to take the worms off his hands, && thank the creators because there were a lot of them, when he received nightmare’s summons. the guardian had taken to asking for his audience more casually since they’d gotten together && it made ink happy in a way. it was nice to be called for something other than help.
he arrived in the castle with every intent to tease his partner about having missed him already, only to find himself dumbstruck by the surprise. his mouth shut, the artist hiccupped on his ink as his skull blushed, rainbow freckles speckling his periosteum like paint chips.
❛❛ wow ... you really went all out. ❜❜ && for me. ❛❛ i feel really underdressed, pft-haha. ❜❜
✱ @multiverse-of-souls (star && blue) called // ink’s birthday!
Oh star had been practically vibrating all day from the sheer amount of positive energy he was getting from all this planning, it wasn't quite a feedback loop (that was reserved for uh special occasions as he'd learned), but he couldn't help himself, ink deserved to be celebrated, sure they hadn't always gotten along. Mostly by fault of his own he'd come to realize since he'd gone off-script, since blue had become an error.
But he'd been getting better at it, better at a lot of things his story would have never let him otherwise, so he'd take full advantage and he had, he'd gotten pretty much everyone from the Omega timeline in on it, decorating, working on a banner, gifts, food. It was basically the full nine yards, he nearly fell off the roof he'd been helping decorate in colorful birthday streamers as blue came into view, rapidly waving for star to get into place which meant only one thing, that ink was here! Which meant scrambling off of the roof and dipping to hide with blue. In fact everyone in the Omega timeline was hiding, behind various houses, shops, etc and it was only when ink came into the main square.
Guided or better distracted by core though likely still wondering what was going on and where everyone was that they all jumped out with the ensuing pops of confetti, balloons and other festive merriments, star ensuring to practically tackle ink, knowing he'd catch him and if he didn't, well it'd be his own fault.
"Happy birthday ink!!! I hope you like it!, It was so hard to keep it a secret!"
🖌 *・。゚ ✱ you might think that to try && surprise the keeper of the scripts would be a fool’s errand, but ink didn’t always recall events in their proper order. sometimes, an entire au would vanish && ink wouldn’t feel it until later, once it was too late. he certainly didn’t know what day it was.
the last couple weeks had been fairly quiet, though not really enough to arouse suspicion. the omniverse had its seasons && with them its lulls, so ink was surprised to hear from core of all people. ink didn’t trust the child, but to their credit, he was certain the feeling was mutual. you aren’t as long-lived as ink without making some ... irreparable errors. && core, in spite of their omniscience, just wanted a happy ending. ink couldn’t blame them for that.
in spite of their differences, there was an unspoken agreement between them. if one called, the other came. so here the birthday boy was, ink still bubbling on his clothes, frenzied until --- until he saw core. the monochromatic child stood serenely with hands clasped behind their back, a whimsical smile pulling at their lips.
❛❛ is ... is something wrong? ❜❜ skeptical eyelights shifted to question marks, he glanced around --- nothing felt out of place, but the emptiness of the omega timeline had suddenly dawned on him. frisk didn’t give him an explanation, only an outstretched hand && a request to follow them, so he did.
his initial apprehension was beginning to become unease. the omega timeline wasn’t supposed to be so quiet -- where was everyone? why did this feel familiar? core releasing his hand would have sent him into a panic if not for what immediately followed. streamers, some band playing some slightly off-key orchestral rendition of for he’s a golly-good fellow && star launching himself at him. he caught the smaller guardian, using his momentum to to swing him in a spin before squeezing him to his chest.
❛❛ uh ... what? ❜❜ it’s clear he ... wasn’t actually paying attention to a word star said. ❛❛ oh! it’s my birthday. you guys did all this ... for me? ❜❜
ink's birthday is in three days!! uvu
Ink's bday is tomorrow!! I'll be doing bday asks over the whole weekend, and doing threads for as long as they go
one thing that always drives me crazy: people nerfing tf out of ink because they want to write him losing
anyone ever: *breaks or takes broomie*
ink, who canonically has knowledge of the scripts that dictate the motions of others, who canonically can bend and wield his own liquid magic by hand, and can vanish into any liquid or body of water: guess I'll die.
due to his soullessness, ink is infertile by traditional monster standards. theoretically, he is capable of carrying a soulling as a surrogate, but it would be a great detriment to his overall health given the fragile ecosystem of his magic. siring a child is also possible in theory, but it would require his prospective partner to literally drench their exposed SOUL in his paint more than once.
👀👌💦🛏️😘 - (I'M COMIN' FOR THAT JUICE)
✱ @multiverse-of-souls called // prompt (accepting!)
answer under the cut.
Sexy Headcanon Meme!
Since I can never seem to find any to reblog, I decided to make my own! Send some in if you like. ^_^ (Or reblog for yourself).
👀 - What do they look for in a sexual partner?
🍑 - Top/Bottom. Do they have a preference?
🌹 - Dom/Sub. Do they have a preference?
🏳️🌈 - What is their sexuality and romantic alignment?
🌈 - Sexual fantasies?
💘 - Kinks?
😔 - Any sexual fantasies/kinks they’re ashamed of?
😝 - Are they loud/vocal, or do they stay quiet?
😋 - Spit or swallow?
🌸 - Do they have an aftercare routine?
👌 - Favourite position?
👅 - Oral sex. Do they prefer giving or receiving?
💋 - Do they prefer casual sex or relationship sex?
3️⃣ - Pick 2 characters to join them in a threeway, and explain why you picked these two.
😡 - Are they into hate sex? If yes, name another character they might have hate sex with.
🤑 - Would they hire a sex worker? Would they do sex work themselves?
👗 - Clothes off or on during sex?
💦 - Any traits or physical attributes that really turn them on?
🔥 - How sexually active are they when they’re single vs. in a relationship?
🤗 - Do they like to cuddle after sex?
🍆 - Do they prefer rough or gentle sex?
☠️ - Do they have any bad sexual experiences?
🛏️ - Do they like having sex outside of the bedroom? If yes, where?
🍸 - Do they have any methods of courtship for getting people into bed?
😘 - Are they affectionate during sex?
😉 - How flirty are they?
😰 - Is there anything sexual that they find upsetting?
ink enjoys nicknames. both giving && receiving them. in an omniverse where there are multiples of everyone, nicknames bring a sense of individuality where people might feel lost or replaceable. even names given to him in a derogatory fashion rarely have impact (he’s more than happy to be called ‘draft’ after all). the only nickname he’s ever been given by either a character or creator he typically won’t respond well to is ‘kiki’. that particular nickname brings him a visceral sense of unease.