#InkWell

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for inkwell; “Billy and Damian and the whole soulmate thing”. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

“God, please let that be true,” Flash mutters into his hands. “Just–for my sanity. For all the bars we took him to. For my marriage.” 

“I mean, magic and all . . .” Green Lantern allows warily. “It can be weird like that, right? So if this is just another Doctor Fate situation . . .” 

“Oh yeah, Nabu is a thing we want to have happen to a preteen,” Black Canary says in exasperation, shooting him a withering look. “That would make the situation fine, Hal.” 

“Is the kid actually at risk when Cap’s in danger?” Green Arrow asks. “Is that a thing, uh–kiddo?” 

“You can immediately stop calling me that, thanks,” Billy says, giving him a sour look. Freaking–“kiddo”, as if. 

“Tell us who did this to you, Billy,” Superman says, looking very serious all of a sudden, and Billy is kind of offended by the question, actually? He just had a job interview, he didn’t get cursed or anything. Like, a surprise job interview he admittedly did not apply for, but that’s not the point! Superman also did not apply to end up on a yellow-sun planet, so who even cares?! 

“That’s a really invasive question, actually,” Billy says, folding his arms stubbornly. “Actually all of these questions are pretty invasive? I don’t ask you guys stuff this invasive, and even if I did, it wouldn’t be giving so much of a ‘stranger danger’ vibe.” 

Superman looks really stressed again. 

“Are we truly strangers, my friend?” Wonder Woman asks, giving him a searching look, and then Billy feels–alright, maybe a little bit bad about all this. He was just doing his job, because somebody has to do it and he’s gonna make sure it gets done, but he didn’t wanna, like . . . okay, no, he definitely did wanna lie to them, he wants to lie to literally every adult he knows literally all the time because it just makes life way easier and safer and all that, but that’s not the point or whatever. 

But also, apparently everyone thinks he’s stupid now that they know he’s twelve, and he is not falling for that one that easy. 

“I literally just told you we were?” he says, squinting back at her doubtfully. “Captain Marvel’s his own guy.” 

“That seems unlikely, since you still recognized Robin as your soulmate while you were transformed,” Batman says in that stupid neutral tone of his that’s always so freakin’ dangerous. “And he also recognized you.” 

. . . dammit, Billy thinks, and eyes him. 

“You suck,” he says sourly. He went all this time without Batman noticing he was a kid, Batman doesn’t get to notice things now, dammit! “And I take back everything about you being a good person or whatever."

“Oh hell, he really is twelve,” Flash groans, burying his face in the table outright this time. 

“I was nine when you asked me for relationship advice the first time, and you told me I was way better with women than you were and bought me an alcoholic slushie,” Billy informs him blithely, because he’s feeling kind of spiteful now. Flash groans and slides down the table, covering his head with his arms. 

Billy feels a little better. Alcohol literally doesn’t even work on him when he’s Captain Marvel and he’d really only wanted the slushie anyway, but literally everyone here deserves him being spiteful right now.

Like–except Robin, obviously.

[paprikaries]

Devils and Dice _ Sketch WIP

HI! This is another sketchy wip! I generally prefer to show the final product, but it's just to show how I work. The first two and the last are a little cleaner, but still a sketch, while 3,4,5 are totally sketchy. I didn't add the dialogues here to check if the images are suggestive enough. This is also just a preview, I've already done other scenes.

I like to imagine that the two devils would like to compete to see who is more diabolical and powerful, to establish who is the real devil, while the two Dice would immediately like each other, regardless of the antipathies between their respective bosses.

That's all for today (it's evening here 😆) Hope you like it! :3

ps: You can pm me for commissions!

[ltwilliammowett]

A charming Walrus and Whale Ivory Inkwell, scrimshawed by a Sailor, 19th century

[gemville]

Glass, Silver, Carnelian and Opal Inkwell by Tiffany & Co. Circa 1907

Source: HOMES in the SKY via Facebook

[the-cricket-chirps]

Sarah Bernhardt

Self-Portrait as a Chimera, Inkwell

c. 1879

Clark Art Institute Collection

[nuveau-deco]

‘Self-Portrait as a Chimera’ Inkwell by Sarah Bernhardt. Made in Paris, ca. 1880, medium is bronze. Art Institute Chicago reference number: 2021.2

“French actor and artist Sarah Bernhardt was perhaps the first global superstar, with legions of admirers spread across Britain, continental Europe, North and South America, and as far afield as Australia. In this fantastical bronze inkwell, she portrayed herself as a chimera, a mythological creature composed of disparate body parts. Here, Bernhardt joined her human torso and head to clawed haunches, bat wings, and a dragon-like tail. The work is a key example of her inspired use of visual media to fashion and promote her own image.”

(Source: artic.edu)

[corvidsofthedeep]

No Context Crow #277: Inkwell Crow

If this image is yours and you would like it credited or removed, let me know!

[jvgsjeff]

I'm so desperate for his photo that I've resorted to blatant bribery.

(It didn't work.)

[mathewharris7703]

'Coffee Angels' (Note: Not canon to Casino Cups. This is for my universe) "In the modern world of Inkwell Isles, it's been normal for the most part - well if it count random objects still magically appearing as normal. But things have been great for the residents, visitors and those that love to come down to The Devil's Casino for some fun times of taking risks or drinking the night away. Those that still comes down now and then are the archangels of Heaven. Gabriel is well known to go to Inkwell to be someone's guardian angel and maybe do a bit of clothes shopping or teach others about life and stuff, he does have his Professor license after all. Sometimes Azrael will as well, being in more cemetery areas and helping those get more used to being... well dead. Very rarely, you will have the most powerful archangel of all to come down. That being Michael. Still in the current times, Michael still works hard with taking down any demons or having to deal with his brother, Lucifer, if ordered too by his father and that takes a lot on him. That toll can appear when he interacts with more of the newer ranked angels and that did happen when he was being too strict in training/teaching a few of them. So much so, that God saw this and told Michael to get some relief, ordering him to go down to Earth for the day and calm himself down. This surprises the strict angel as he is rarely told to go to Earth for a break. Nonetheless, he obeys his father's orders, got changed in his blue suit (that he still likes to wear when blending in with the crowd) and left down to Earth with Raphael coming along with him as his plus one so he has some good company with him. While down on earth for the day, they stopped by a small tradtional cafe to get themselves some coffee. As they're angels, they don't need coffee at all but they do like the taste of it as it helps with taking away part of their stress. After ordering some with Michael getting it in a coffee mug and Raphael getting it in a takeout cup, the two sat down by the window - not before Michael giving some glares at a poster that is literally promoting the one place his brother runs, and started to drink their coffee. The two soon have a quiet chat with one another as they have their drink. Michael is reading a newspaper, seeing what is going on around the world while Raphael chats about how he has been with his jobs around Heaven and healing those that needs it. Michael is too focused on reading the paper though he is still listening to his younger brother, even if it doesn't look like it. Safe to say, the order that God gave to Michael, it definitely did help calm himself down and Raphael's company also helped with it too." ------------------------------ Art by @camodielsart / @camodiel

[dozydawn]

[treasures-and-beauty]

Austrian Gilt Copper Inkwell

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for inkwell; Billy adopts Conner and it actually goes pretty good! (( chrono || non-chrono ))

“Oh, you don’t have to do those, you’re the one cooking,” Billy says. Lynn pauses again, then looks up again with another frown. 

“What?” he says. 

“Um–if somebody cooks for you, the polite thing to do is do the dishes for them after. So I can do ‘em,” Billy clarifies, because probably Cadmus actually wasn’t really very interested in teaching Lynn, like, normal manners and stuff, come to think. Because Lynn wouldn’t have needed to know that, if they weren’t ever gonna be letting him go be normal. 

Jerks. 

Lynn stares blankly at him again. He’s holding a dish. Billy hopes he’s not embarrassed or anything. It makes sense that he doesn’t know, obviously, and even if it didn’t make sense it’s not like Billy’d hold it against him, but, like–obviously Lynn doesn’t know that kind of thing yet. 

It’s probably gonna be a while before he does, Billy figures. Though Lynn’s technically still really little, so he might have an easier time letting his guard down a little? He hasn’t really had much life experience to tell him he shouldn’t, so . . . 

Billy . . . well, he learned pretty quick not to let his guard down too quick in a new foster home. Or, like . . . ever, really. At all. 

He’d like it if Lynn just . . . didn’t have to, though. Didn’t have to learn that kind of thing, he means. Like–yeah, definitely Lynn should keep his guard up on patrol and missions and stuff, but not at home. 

There’s not any kryptonite in the apartment for a reason. Pretty much the same reason Billy wants Lynn to be able to let his guard down. 

“You want to . . . do the dishes,” Lynn says slowly. 

“Yeah,” Billy says. “I mean–if you like doing them yourself it’s fine, just since you cooked I thought I should at least, you know, offer?” 

Lynn stares blankly at him some more. He does that a lot. Billy wonders if Lynn’s maybe just not very good at using facial expressions yet, come to think. That might make sense, right? He saw some pictures of the other genomorphs in the mission report, and most of them didn’t have very expressive-seeming faces either, and almost nobody actually human-looking spent too much time working down on Lynn’s sublevel, it seemed like. And also the head security guy apparently wore a helmet with a half-mask involved, and Dr. Desmond was, um . . . maybe not a great person for Lynn to be taking any cues from, considering–plus who even knows how hands-on he was in the lab anyway–so maybe Lynn just still hasn’t seen all that many expressions yet. Like, outside of his uploads and stuff, anyway. Or maybe he just didn’t see all that many of them “growing up”, depending on how awake he was for that? 

Or both, maybe. Maybe just both? 

Cadmus did not do a very good job teaching Lynn how to be somebody outside Cadmus, Billy is pretty sure. Which, well–yeah. Of course it wouldn’t have. 

Cadmus didn’t want Lynn to ever be somebody outside it, or even be outside it at all. 

That’s just so, so messed up.

[oldfarmhouse]

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[shewhoworshipscarlin]

Inkwell by Wedgewood, after 1759, Britain.

[judathians-art]

Hey it's this guy again

[the-inky-darkness]

Masterpost info

Tag guide

#Inkychats- posts in character

#Inkyasks- Void asks

#Inkyreblogs- Void and Dark reblogs

#Moxtalks- Mod talks

#Blackhole- Angst

#Inkypuddles- Lore(Includes fluff angst etc.)

#Inkwell- Fluff

Extra stuffs Hey it’s Mox. You can clearly tell whose account I put more effort into. But anyway these are two silly Ai from a different company that were bought by C&A and put into the game. Void is the one with the short hair and Dark is the one death staring you. Have fun with them :]