The idea of Corruption from Buddy's fics has stuck with me since reading them. I believe this was in the fics too but I like the idea of Ink's marks reacting to a world being harmed since the multiverses code are what make up the marks. I thought of this a few minutes ago for my interpretation of Ink and I might draw it but I'm bad at remembering these ideas and drawing them, so I'll write it out for now and see if I want too draw it out.
So just like, Imagine Ink is with his dads (Top and Aster). It's nighttime, and I imagine Ink is a cuddle bug so he's just squished between the two in bed and their all sound asleep.
Until Ink gets a sharp prickly feeling down his neck. It starts faint but quickly turns into an ache. Ink frowns and rolls his eyes, but looks at where he is and tries to figure out how to leave. But alas. he's trapped. Aster is holding him against his chest and Top has an arm laid over both Ink and Aster.
So Ink simply melts into black paint and slithers out from their arms, under the blankets and then out of the blankets at the edge of the bed. They reform and is now in their usual protector outfit instead of pajamas, but as they adjust their scarf and gets ready to open a portal and go, they hear a voice.
"Leaving without a goodbye?" Aster's voice quietly scolds.
Ink tenses, then slowly turns to see Aster pushing himself up while rubbing his eye. His feathers ruffled and twitching as he scans Ink over.
Ink nervously waves him off. "I didn't wanna wake you guys."
Aster pats the side of the bed with a yawn. "It's not a bother if your my son, now come here."
Ink fiddles with his scarf, a light rainbow blush spreading on his cheeks as he represses a smile. "But..."
"But?" Aster ask's, a little more stern then before.
Ink fails to repress his feral little grin, instead it forms more like a strained attempt at his first ever smile. "I... don't want to wake Top."
Aster's raises his hand and drops it into Top's chest. He awakes with a flinch and startled ramblings. "hng-wha's'it? Where's my....wha?"
"Dear?" Aster says calmly, almost too calm.
Top lets out some incoherent sleepy ramblings while he gets his bearings. Meanwhile Aster dramatically slumps against the headboard. "Your son won't say goodbye to thier dearest father."
Top sits up and blinks slowly. "Who's...where's Ink?"
"See!" Aster motions to Top rubbing his eyes. "You've even left him so distraught he can't form a full sentence." then slaps a hand to his chest. "Oh, I don't think my frail soul can take much more of this."
Top turns to Aster. "You Okay...? Wa's wrong honey?"
Ink watches with crossed arms as Aster represses his own smirk and tries to hold up his dramatics while Top starts to fuss over Aster.
"No-no dear I'm fine." Aster whispers while gently trying to push Tops hands away from his chest. "I'm emotionally manipulating our son."
Top nods. "Oh, yes, makes sense." then turns to Ink. "Ink, listen to your fathers."
Ink rolls his eyes and approaches the bed again. "I was messing with you guys." He snickers while he climbs onto the side of the bed and presses his cheek against Aster's. "Mostly."
Aster lets out a dramatic gasp and grabs Ink by his scarf, then pulls them into his lap. Ink's gasp quickly turns into an fit of laughter as Aster attacks them by pressing kisses all over their face. Meanwhile Top leans in and rests his head on Aster's shoulder.
"Father! Save meee!" Ink pleads but Top sleepily hums.
"Hm, no. Your fate is sealed." He says while placing a hand on Inks shoulder.
Aster presses one last kiss on Ink's cheek, letting go with a long dramatic. 'mmmmwah!'. Then pulls away from them. "Alright alright, get goin' dear. and don't forget to refill your paints before coming back home." he says giving Ink's nose a little boop.
Ink nods, then stops as Top's hand moves to his head. "And be safe. Breakfast will be ready when you get back."
"And if you run into Blue and Dream invite them over as well. alright?"
"Okay!" Ink nods yet again then sits up and pulls both of his dads into a hug. "Love you guys, I'll be back soon."
Aster and Top hug back.
"We love you too Starlight. Stay safe." Aster hums.
Ink gives them both on final squeeze before turning to goopy paint and slithers both out of their hold and under the door.
Aster stares at the door for a moment. A quiet moment where he's far too aware of the empty space between his arms, and the shape of the closed door Ink just escaped under burns into his memory. A moment interrupted by Top wrapping his arms around Aster.
"Back to sleep..." He drawls on leaning down to the bed in an attempt to pull Aster back to sleep.
Aster admits defeat with a sigh and lets his husband pull him back to bed, snugly under the blankets and cradled in his dearest loves embrace. There is a small ache in his soul, knowing Ink isn't safe and sound in Zephyrtop, much less in Aster's presence.
But he knows that no matter what Ink might forget, or what the little star gets himself into, he always returns. No matter what.
