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‘ don't like the nicknames , huckens? huckiebear. hucksicle ’
a small flicker as eyes follow the beast , ❝ y'all just straight up uncreative , the only one with a brain here is @bnchee , at least her's has some culture. ❞
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@inkfng, fools will be fools.
people are idiots, and it definitely makes ziggys day better. guitar rested on their lap, silently watching kerr and the fool, pressing their digits on the strings of the guitar and humming softly the tune thats stuck in ziggys mind, corner of lips turn after hearing kerrs come back. “ jeez, man, ” ... “ who hurt you ? ”
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♱ starter for @inkfng
conquering the world seemed like a more viable alternative than dealing with one’s human side. wednesday recoiled each time sentiments had been brought into a conversation, the topic repugnant by its very nature. she could grasp every notion out there regarding physics, anatomy, chemistry, hexes and spells but she’d be damned if she had the capacity to understand how others were actually feeling. wednesday could be rather painted as an aficionado of keeping any sorts of sentiments concealed, shoved within a corner of her own soul ‘till she forgets about their existence. she couldn’t say the same about her roommate, enid, the girl was exhibiting all sorts of emotions, taking the idiom her heart on her sleeve to a level wednesday couldn’t even comprehend. after some time, she got used to enid — usually, her roommate would radiate with happiness while other times, anger would unveil. the latter, she could understand.
it came as a shock to return to her dorm, only to find enid standing still on her bed. no pop music making her ears bleed, no vibrant salute that ended up in details about her day. an anomaly. she almost turned around to leave, thinking if she retraced her steps, she’d return from that eerie glitch in the matrix that unfolded before her very own eyes. and she almost did just that had thing not signal her to enter. the appendaged filled her out on what she’d missed and she decided to act immediately. she tiptoed her way outside the room, making sure not to disrupt enid, which clearly got to bed earlier than usual. what was wednesday’s first instinct? seeking help. thus, she goes straight to the only sinclair after enid that she barely tolerates. the one she secretly stalked in her spare time, since she noticed caed ‘round kerr.
she cleared her throat, “i’m well aware we have our differences, but there’s something more important at stake.” she uttered, gaze flickering upwards to meet his. as much as she preferred keeping the other sinclairs around a grave deep distance, she had to fix it. since wednesday cannot exactly torture other adults, seeking kerr was the last resort. “it’s about enid.”
#inkfng#♱ interactions.#shes not the smartest bean stalking kerr#does he know?#or does he brush it off as smth weird wednesday just does?
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hey little dipshit , whatever do not listen to sabrina.
" Honestly, I was just asking her a simple question. I guess she doesn't want to bond. "
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@inkfng SMASHED THE HEART :
room echoes with the sound of breaking furniture , back collides violently against nearby wall . an impression of her body is made in the bricks , a result of their combined force . he had , UP UNTIL THIS POINT , been a trusted ally , a worthy adversary who had most definitely earned her respect - but , she never thought they'd end up like this ! heated ministrations , panted breaths , mind a whir as undead heart beats rampantly within chest . mouths crash together and combined magic swirls around them , nearby window cracking as she pulls back from the kiss . " ... please ? " she murmurs , fingers buried in curly locks . expectant expression lives in sapphire spheres .
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@inkfng said: ‘ hey kiddo , you got a witch obsessing over you. ’
Eyes brightened up at the words that were spoken to her, a grin tugging at her lips. "Is it really friendship if you aren't totally obsessed over your bestie?" She asked with a tilt of her head. "I mean, I'm Sabrina Spellman's number one fan.... How could you not be? She's so cool!!" Enid gushed, bouncing on her heels slightly. "I adore her. WWSD is a very big part of my life now."
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‘ lookin` good , sugar cake. ’
"right back atcha, sugar tits."
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kerr sinclair ( @inkfng ) said to tyler lockwood ; ‘ that’s why i’m here, isn’t it? ‘
tyler hesitates only briefly. there's something about kerr that keeps him on edge, and tyler is always hyperaware of what's going on when kerr is there. so if he's being completely honest, tyler doesn't know why kerr is there. the wolf in him was also unsettled by kerr, knowing his beast was different . . . even if the specifics of it didn't make sense at all. not that tyler had taken an opportunity to learn the specifics. he avoided kerr like the plague most of the time. ❝ i don't know why you're here. ❞ tyler pointed out, ❝ you just kind of pop up in an almost unsettling way. ❞
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@inkfng : “ They have to, and will be, punished for it. . ” ⏤ MEME : still accepting .
curiosity killed the cat, or so the old saying goes. and unfortunately for her, she was an exceptionally curious person. it often led to her ending up in situations that fuck her up, and potentially have her returning to hell. and yet it doesn't stop her. if anything it makes her worse, ─── every part of her chasing that high that comes from, nearly dying. the danger that bleeds through and sends the adrenaline in her system spiking to levels that were truly out of her control. and when partnered with her wish to feel pain, if only to feel anything at all. it had her chasing those moments, like a goddamn bitch in heat. as she needed it, the danger and pain, it was a drug. which made her being a curious person, a very good thing.
looking at him, she can see the seriousness of the situation settle over him. as though it was a blanket, or shield he wrapped around himself. it was strange, and had her licking her lips, before teeth begin to mess with the piercing located in the plumpness of her bottom lip. ❝ why … ❞ words dripping quietly into the air, piercing it like a knife as she coughs to cover such a vulnerability. to mask her curiosity, it wasn't helpful in this situation ─── and yet she can't help herself, like a moth to the flame, her curiosity rears its head once more and has her looking at him. as tattooed fingers idly pick at the nails on her right hand ❝ so i take it you're the one to do the punishing … ❞ it was an obvious statement, that she knew, but now she was more curious about herself. if he huddled her in the same category as those that need punishing. but doesn't ask. that shred of curiosity she bites down. swallowing the venomous taste.
sometimes she found herself questioning, why was it always the ones who were young, who had to shoulder the hardest shit. had to sacrifice their childhood, to grow up too quickly. she was 17 when her world had changed, when she went to hell and was tortured for shits and giggles, and even now a few years later, she was still drowning in it all. and it wasn't air, though she guessed life never is. and something told her, and she could be wrong, but he had gone through hell himself, just in a different way to her. hence why he delivered the words so precise. so confident.
#inkfng#* 𝐫𝐞. | ❛ ic ‚ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅs. ﹕ interactions .#* 𝐫𝐞. | ❛ arc ‚ ʜᴇʟʟ ʟɪɴɢᴇʀs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ. ﹕ main .#Q .#idk i decided to use teen her for this one#idk why but eh
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@inkfng said: “ten bucks for that piece of crap?”
Rory gives the other a pointed look, solitary brow rising in response. He leans forward against the counter of the food truck, fingers splaying out against it and head canting to one side. He's never been insulted for his prices before someone even has a chance to try the food he's giving them. Though, he supposes there's a first for everything. ❝ Aye, lad. Ten bucks for the crap. ❞
He's always searching for constructive criticism when it comes to his creations. Traveling the world, studying under renowned chefs in nearly every country, left Rory with a deep sense of understanding when it comes to the complexities of flavor. His truck even finds itself up for a Michelin star. This isn't the criticism he has in mind. ❝ How's about ye' try the food first before ye' make a judgment, yeah? ❞
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The large sapphire eyes lit up when Kerr walked in with the most gorgeous cake Lulu had ever seen. Hands clasped over her mouth, and a happy tear ran down her face. “It’s so wonderful – your so wonderful.” Kerr considered himself monstrous – and she’d seen him at his worst. But he’d seen her at the very same. There was something uniquely beautiful when two damaged people found solace in one another. “I love you…”
⎯ @inkfng ✖ LULU'S BIRTHDAY STARTER !
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💗 [ im here for a laugh. ]
had to make some adjustments to be more ' realistic '. wednesday is actually screeching in the background, she doesn't wanna talk to anyone anymore.
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MAYBE HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN AFRAID, WATCHING AS the man who stood before him went unhinged. The blood oozing down his arms, the blood staining his mouth, the ripping sound of flesh as he tore it open, and the loud screech of protest... a picture book beast. Yet, Dustin didn't flinch. Blues were wide, however, watching as the body disappeared at Kerr's feet. If anything a part of his mind thought it was fascinating, cool even. Though, he didn't voice it. Not now, but perhaps at another time. There might have been a flash of concern within the older's gaze that made Dustin pause, cease previous words that wanted to speak. He breathed out slowly.
GUILT SQUEEZED HARD, SETTLING HEAVY WITHIN SMALL CHEST. He was tired of others sacrificing themselves for him. So tired that it hung within innocent eyes. Were they even innocent anymore?
THE HAND UPON HIS HEAD MADE HIM CLICK his tongue. His own arm reached up to touch the strong one that belonged to the wolf. It was gentle, warm, and soon his own eyes held worry, " I'm not afraid, " he said again, almost comforting and reassuring, " Are you hurt? " brows pulled together. It might have been a stupid question with how he stood as a shield, " We should probably get you, uh, taken care of. Let me help. " it was the least he could do. @inkfng cont.
#inkfng#【 ic : i am on a curiosity voyage and i need my paddles to travel.#{ if you wanna <3 }#{ i just think smol helping big pupper }
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@inkfng smashed the heart :
" . . . living like kings always COMES AT A PRICE , don't it ? " big bad wolf - roses and revolutions
#inkfng#* ... / closed .#* ... / iii : tribrid .#* ... / arc : undecided .#set some time after initial meeting
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“i don’t think you wanna know what a siren song sounds like, kerr.” not that chrissy would actually take her bracelet off and use her ability on him — or that he would even remember anything being done to him in the event that she did. it’s an empty threat, especially coming from her of all sirens, but a threat all the same. “i just wanna be left alone for a couple minutes,” chrissy sighs, then in a ( hopefully ) more forceful tone adds, “you can understand that, can’t you?”
@inkfng ! starter call.
#inkfng#( she is the most non intimidating person ever actually#if he lets out a chuckle i wouldn't blame him )#interactions.#v. nevermore academy
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“i actually have a patch of pink fur on my head when i wolf out.” she tries not to bounce on her toes as she says it because, obviously, that little detail wasn’t the most significant aspect of her finally joining the pack. but as usual, enid’s excitement about something just couldn’t be contained. “i had no idea that could happen! do you think my nails stay colored, too?”
@inkfng ! starter call.
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