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Have a Crink doodle

Cross sans: Jakei95

“I never thought I would be so close to anybody. Close enough to feel their breath and taste their skin.” Cross murmured softly as he gently nuzzled into the top of his boyfriend’s head, a happy purr rumbling in his chest as he held the other close.

ink  chuckled softly and beamed at that, pressing a gentle kiss to one of the other’s cervical vertebrae. “You know we don’t have skin to taste, right?”

The monochromatic skeleton huffed a little and shook his head, pouting at the other “Yes, I know that… But I was talking metaphorically, you dork. I just… I never thought I’d have the opportunity to fall in love with someone, you know? and I… I’m really glad that I’ve met you and that we… That this has happened, despite…” He grimaced a little as he pushed aside the thoughts of everything he had lost.

Being able to travel the multiverse with his boyfriend, Blue and Dream more than made up for the loss of everything and everyone he ever knew… Cross knew that Chara hated that he’d given up but… There was no way to restore a lost timeline, and he’d rather not try and fuck things up worse… Or be trapped in that lonely, white void, slowly going insane.

“Aww.. Thanks Cross! I’m really glad that we met, too!” Ink responded happily, kissing Cross again. “Now, I think that Blue and Dream should be finished with that mysterious surprise that we were shooed out of our home for them to finish. Shall we?”

jrlear thanks! and I have been uploading some of them on my AO3 and Wattpad

“Cross… I… How.. How could you do this to me?” Ink gasped, hiding his mouth behind one hand, the other clutching his chest over where his soul would be, if he had one. “You… You betrayed me in the worst way possible!”

Ink’s home in the Doodlesphere was a complete and utter mess. There were streamers and silly string everywhere, along with a surprising amount of rainbow glitter.  He could see balloons floating on the ceiling as well, in a lovely array of colors and… Were some of them changing color and shape? That would be so cool if his home weren’t a mess.

“I… Uh… I was trying to set up for our anniversary and things kinda got out of hand, babe. I didn’t mean to cause such a mess, I.. I promise…” Cross muttered, a dark purple blush appearing on his face as he fidgeted with his hands a little. “Here, just turn off your eye lights for ten seconds and it’ll all be gone.”

Ink huffed, but complied “I don’t know how you’re going to accomplish…” He turned his eye lights back on and sure enough, the whole place was spotless.

Cross was leaning against his sword, shaking a little and low on energy “Ta-daaaa!”

“First thing’s first - sit. Now. I’ll get you something to eat. Second thing is - how in the hell did you manage this?” Ink demanded, marching over and attempting to manhandle his taller and surprisingly heavy boyfriend onto their couch.

“I… It’s… I’ve been trying to figure out how to explain it too you. It’s… Not something I like to talk about.” Cross responded, fidgeting with his hands and staring at the floor.  He started to talk about his home timeline, the Gaster who raised him, and OVERWRITE as he nibbled on chocolate cupcakes, pressed close to his boyfriend, finishing with a quiet “… So yeah. Taking Gastar’s soul destroyed my timeline and I don’t know if I can bring it back without surrendering OVERWRITE to him once he shows up. But after all he did to the others and me… I… Maybe they’re better off that way.”

“I… Stars above, I don’t know what i’d do if I was put in a position like that, but I don’t judge you for it. Creative boyfriends!” Ink cheered, gently nudging Cross’s side.

I hope that you enjoy! it’s under a cut bc it got a little long, haha

Oh and the fic I’m referring to is this

Warnings: uhh…. Unrequited love?

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(Fluff)

Cross didn’t mind that Ink always sat close. He was just glad that someone was there. That Ink was there. He still didn’t understand why Ink came. Didn’t Ink HATE empty spaces?? That’s all XTale had been reduced to. Empty white for miles and miles in every direction. Cross sighed quietly and glanced back at Ink.

The other was sketching. He was very fast and Cross knew he would never make it to Ink’s level. It impressed him even more. “Is that me?” Cross asked quietly, even though he could already tell it was. Ink gave a quiet nod. He stopped sketching for a moment and quivered. “Hey, hey, focus on your drawing.” Cross prompted.

Ink nodded and lowered his gaze back down. He wasn’t just scared of empty spaces. He was TERRIFIED. Cross moved around so he was in front of him. That way Ink could look up and see him instead. He... He didn’t know if that was any better. Cross pulled the paper he’d been drawing on over and jumped as Ink reached out a hand, quietly stopping it.

Cross’ cheeks flushed a slight purple. “I-It’s not done... I... need to work on it a lot...” He tried to excuse his shitty drawing. Ink stared down at it before giving a quiet nod, one eye a yellow star and the other a green circle. He gave a soft little laugh.

“You do.” He said, allowing Cross to take the drawing. He stared at him quietly before echoing Cross’ earlier question. “Is that me...?” Cross felt himself flush to his shoulders as he mumbled, asking what if it was. He knew it sure didn’t look like Ink and it didn’t help that he’d basically scribbled it in colored pencil. Cross stared at it quietly.

“Ink?” Th guardian blinked, his eyes changing shape as he looked up at Cross. Cross paused before shaking his head. “Just... nevermind...” He mumbled, turning his head away. Ink was heard pausing himself before there was the shuffling of paper.

“What’s wrong, C?” He asked quietly. Cross glanced at him before looking down. He jumped as Ink’s hand tapped his cheek, turning Cross’ head back to face him. “What’s wrong?” A green spiral and blue question mark met Cross’ gaze. Cross sighed.

“Why do you come here? There’s nothing for miles. You said you hate empty spaces and that’s all my AU is.” Cross mumbled, rubbing his arm. “I... kind of don’t get it.” Ink stared at him, the question mark shifting into an exclamation point as he blinked. He moved closer to Cross, giving an awkward shrug as a slight rainbow hue spread across his cheeks.

“Well, you’re here.” He said quietly, pressing against Cross’ side. “And you’re definitely one of the more fascinating things I’ve seen in a while...” Ink paused. “Monsters. You’re one of the more fascinating monsters, not things.” He seemed to be reminding himself. Cross stared at him and looked down.

“Oh... okay...” He mumbled quietly. Inside, he felt like screaming. That had made him overjoyed to hear those words, but he didn’t dare let Ink know. He jumped as Ink spoke again, confirming his fear.

“Are you happy, C? You’re trembling.” Ink had noticed. Of course he had. They spent hours and hours with no one but each other. Cross swore internally. His cheeks were burning.