#andinked

[leomitchellart]

Inktober 2024 no.15 - “Guidebook” 📓

“You see before you, perhaps the most prodigious discovery known to the metaphysical science community... Look familiar? It's the first, and I mean very first, edition of Tobin's Spirit Guide. The Holy Grail of supernatural encyclopedias! I finally tracked this down a week ago and it just arrived. I had to overnight it from, well… it's best you don't know.” ~ Ray Stantz. 

[theweeowlart]

🔴Sold

This drawing is now sold, thank you. If you are interested in seeing or purchasing my art, I'd love you to visit my Etsy shop. *shop link in my profile

[rebelsocialitenyc]

Living Room Library in London

[frankyoungestein]

Lölő (és Andink) osztrák lajstromjelű helikoptere

kapcsán is kérdezném az ideológiailag jobban képzettektől, hogy az-e még a mondás, hogy

Lopnak-lopnak, de legalább itthon költik el?

[caw-salem]

aahhhhh a pinned post

hey, im riot

me and my blog(s) are 18+ please and thank you

please do not follow me or reblog from me if you’re under 18

⚠️⚠️i do not tag nsfw. i tag bugs, eye strain and flash. if i reblog something that you want tagged, plz don’t hesitate to ask

i use it/zi/they pronouns and non-gendered words

this is my main blog. its gonna be a mix of my fandoms, a bunch of queer stuff, and things i just find cool

@nashbby-118 is my 911 blog

@pages-andink is my writing prompt/resource blog

uhh... fandoms?

911, Newsies, Marauders, Watcher, Zelda, SK8 the Infinity, DnD, Dimension 20, and too many more to list

i like to write from time to time. you can find it on here with #riots writings

anyway, welcome to my little room here on this hellsite <3

[nashbby-118]

aaahhhhh ill make this better later

@caw-salem my main blog. other fandoms, queer shit, and stuff i find cool. will follow and like from it

@pages-andink my writing prompt and resource blog

18+ plznthanku

it/zi/they

⚠️SPOILERS AHEAD⚠️

i watch the day after air on hulu so that’s when i start reblogging stuff here

shit that i write is tagged with #riots writings

[inkypensart]

Hello!

Im Inky Pen if you know @askmy-bad-sanses-andink you would know who I am in a rp! And I have a channel too!

Art request: ✔️

Ask:✔️

Roleplay's:❌ but roleplays in a chat ✔️

Other then that follow @le-ask-everysans-starsanses / @askmy-bad-sanses-andink @tab1mk and me!

[le-ask-everysans-starsanses]

I'm back!!

Hi guys I'm finally back! I'm so sorry I was gone for so long but I have another account I have been posting on for a while it's @askmy-bad-sanses-andink but I'll be posting on this one too!!!

I missed you all so much

[delabor]

@andinked replied to your post “☠ — ooc:: daily update: rewatching some youtube greatest hits &...”

this is what andrew fears

this is why they don’t cook together isn’t it

[cxstae]

@andinked cont.

[ t x t : milo / 1:04 AM ] u up? [ t x t : milo / 1:05 AM ] I’m leaving the shop now. can I pick you up?

txt :: andrew 🖤:: i am txt :: andrew 🖤:: i’d like that txt :: andrew 🖤:: you’re only leaving the shop now? why so late?

[doctorbcllshit]

’ I shouldn’t have yelled at you. ’

          “Yeah well…I’m a fuckin’ adult, okay? I can HANDLE you bein’ a dick. That doesn’t mean I have to put up with it though so how about we just…See each other tomorrow or something, okay? I just don’t wanna be around you right now.”

[cardshcrp]

“As we in the business say… oh, well.”

COOKING WITH FRIENDS.

@andinked // ANDREW BRENNER // no longer accepting !

                 “Y’know, I know that in context you was talkin’ about clients bein’ shitty, but that’s sincerely one of the worst sentences to hear while bein’ inked,” he laughs, head tipping back until he can glance at Andrew over his shoulder from where he’s working at his lower back. Breathing out, he smiles, wrists rolling idly as he slumps back into an obliging canvas once again. “Oh, well.”

[arabelladorsey]

Arabella is busy studying for an exam and has sought out of a coffee shop on campus as opposed to staying in her dorm. She hates to be stuck inside the small room at her tiny desk. Not that her table at the coffee shop offers a lot of space, but she can make it work. She’s already on her third cup of tea of the day, as she’s been here since nine this morning. It’s lunch time now and the once empty seats are now beginning to fill up to the extent that people are having to look for an available chair. 

All but one chair at her table has been taken away. The turmoil of the people here are beginning to distract her. Maybe she should take a break from studying. She looks up around the shop, spotting someone nearby who looks familiar. She doesn’t know his name, but she knows she’s seen him before. Maybe around campus or he’s friends with someone she knows. She sees him looking for a table and she looks around to see that there’s no table available and nearly all seats are taken. All seats but the one at her table. “You can sit here,” she offers. “If you want to.”

@andinked

[notyourgbf]

@andinked

The opening shift at Gamestop had crawled by at an agonizingly slow pace despite how busy Derrick had been during most of it. Preorders had been sorted and then the store pick ups. He’d spent a good hour rearranging shelves with Cody’s help and trying to get games and Funko Pops in some kind of orderly manner---though his work would likely be undone by the end of the day. 

He looked down at his watch as he slipped into the back room and noticed it was almost time to take his lunch break. Phone pulled out his pocket, he started to text Andrew before hitting backspace, erasing the message so far and deciding to show up unannounced. 

After a quick stop by Subway, Derrick made his way over to the shop with the intention of surprising Andrew with an impromptu lunch. But as he entered, it became more apparent that he’d be the one surprised. Rather than finding the man working at one of the stations or consulting with someone wanting to get a tattoo done, Andrew was under the needle instead. 

Curious eyes stayed focused on him as Derrick approached, mindful of the drinks cradled in the crook of his arm. “Hey,” he greeted with a light laugh and a sheepish smile. The Subway bag holding their sandwiches and chips was held up for the other to see. “Is this a...bad time for a foot long?”

[mahkittens]

@andinked || continued from here

“Okay.” Silas doesn’t move from his spot on the bed, laying flat on his back with eyes up to the ceiling. He barely blinks as he thinks on the man shifting at his side, and the night before that had lead them here. He wishes he could shift the blame and chalk this misstep up to booze. Drugs. Anything that frees him from culpability. But, Silas is smart enough and horrible enough to know that he did this because he wanted to. Because Andrew was new, and exciting, and kind to him.

Eventually, the southerner stretches out and feels the extent of his soreness. His back’s especially tight as arches it up. Without seeing it, he can feel bruises. Marks. Evidence he’ll have to hide from Daxton. His heart sinks. How could he does this to the man he loves?

“Andrew.”

The name escapes him before he can finish putting together his thoughts. Moving to sit up, Silas sighs as the other as he dresses. His guilt is obvious, and strengthens the frown that tugs at his lips.

“This ain’t about you, okay? I just....I shouldn’t a’ done this.”

[fantasizeboy]

@andinked

His keys clamored as they hit the coffee table, and Pongo skittered around Ashley’s feet, anxious to see her owner and be fed for the evening. After ample time was spent pampering his dog and fixing something to eat for himself, Ashley finally trudged off to his bedroom to settle down to eat and start his online coursework. 

The plate of chicken and sweet potatoes was left on his desk as Ashley went to his bed and sat down for a moment. Shoes were kicked off, one sneaker actually tumbling over into the open closet and the other hitting the door. Then he carefully withdrew his laptop from his messenger bag and put it on the charger, settling it next to his waiting dinner. 

A quick punch of the power button caused the screen to jump to life. A few more keystrokes had him logged in. But the warmth of the room had his t-shirt pulled off overhead and tossed aside, leaving him a rumpled tank top beneath. Ashley then took the opportunity stretch languidly in front of the window.

He belatedly noticed it. The curtains had been pushed back the whole time, leaving a view to any wandering eyes. He started to snatch the curtain and throw it closed when he saw the window from the neighboring building was lit. His hand dropped to his side as Ashley realized it was an office and somebody was actually inside the room.