#mary inky

[kissorkill16]

Mary: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: Mary Inky moves in with her uncle, Theodore Peterson. At first, she doesn't really mind, but that's because she doesn't realize the monster her uncle is underneath that "lonely old widow" facade.

(P.S., for @inky-mary414 , I was inspired by her OC.)

My first day in Raven Brooks

When my mom told me that I was going to be staying with Uncle Ted for a while until she gets out of therapy, my heart could've stopped beating at that moment.

It's not that I didn't like Uncle Ted, and it's not that my mom doesn't trust him, it's just that we haven't seen each other in a while. The last time I ever saw him was when he and my mom had a huge argument, and he kicked us out of the house without thinking twice.

So to hear that I would be staying with him, I just didn't know how to process it.

"It would be a great way for you two to catch up.", she said.

She wasn't wrong. We haven't seen each other in a while, so I thought that maybe this stay would be a great way for me and my uncle to catch up after so much lost time.

But how she managed to convince him after years since that argument, it will forever remain a mystery to me.

She parked at the front of his house, and it could've been my imagination, but I could've sworn that I saw a kid climb out of his chimney.

Then he slid down the drain pipe and hopped into the bushes next door.

I didn't know if my mom saw it too, or if Uncle Ted saw it from inside the house somewhere, but I didn't even have time to ask Mom before she just got out of the car and went to the back trunk.

I got out too, since she was carrying my bags, and I thought I'd help her since I don't have anything better to do.

When she got to the front door, I stood behind her, a couple of suitcases in my hands, she knocked on the door.

No one came to answer.

She knocked again. Still nothing.

When she was about to knock for a third time, the door opened slightly, then all the way.

I forgot how tall and how muscular Uncle Ted was, and I had also forgotten how scary he was. Maybe that was just me.

"Teddy, so nice to see you!", said my mom. "Anyway, here's Mary, you probably don't remember her after so long, but here she is."

Mom grabbed my shoulders and pushed me in front of her, and I stared at Uncle Ted in fear. He just looked down at me with those weird, intimidating, dull green eyes that I swear could see straight through me.

I bet he can see what I had for breakfast today. Not for long though, because I'm about to lose it.

Mom bent down and gave me a kiss on my forehead before waving me goodbye. "Bye, sweetie. Be a good girl for your Uncle Ted, and call me if you two need anything.", she said. Then she turned on her heel and went back to the car, and I waved her goodbye as she drove off.

Uncle Ted closed the door. I looked at him again, and I didn't feel as intimidated as I did the first time I looked up at him.

"I need to go to the store. You'll be okay by yourself, right?", he asked.

My eyes widened. So he could talk. Mom told me that he became a selective mute after Aunt Diane died and Aaron and Mya went missing. I wouldn't blame him if he couldn't talk, when you lose someone you love, you pretty much lose your will to live.

But I nodded, and he went to the kitchen to the kitchen and got the car keys.

After he left, I decided to just take my bags to the living room.

I couldn't believe what a mess it was in this house. Everything was all over the damn place, things scattered all over the floor.

Seriously, was Uncle Ted so depressed he couldn't clean up after himself anymore?

With nothing else to do, I couldn't unpack since I didn't know whose room I'd be staying in, I thought I should clean up a bit.

I started with the living room. Picking up all of the things that were on the floor, sweeping up anything broken and throwing it away, and fixing any crooked pictures on the wall.

Then I moved onto the kitchen, then the hallway, and then I wondered if it was as messy upstairs as it was downstairs.

I wish I hadn't wondered that.

But anyway, I swept the entire upstairs hallway. But as I tried to go into Uncle Ted's office or his bedroom, I noticed that they were locked shut.

I'm not one to judge people for doing the most weirdest things, but this was so weird.

Almost every single one of the upstairs rooms were locked.

And that's not even the weirdest thing. When I went to check the bathroom, the bathtub was filled with some type of gunk. I didn't dare touch whatever the hell that was.

I was lost in thought as I was putting all of the stuff back, then the front door opened again. I jumped, then I saw that it was just Uncle Ted.

He looked at me.

I noticed that I was still holding the broom.

"I decided to clean up a bit.", I said. I didn't know why I was explaining myself, but I guess I just wanted to get his intimidating stare off of me.

He didn't say anything, he just walked over to me and took the broom. Then he patted my head.

"Thank you, Mary.", he said.

He sat the broom down next to a cabinet in the hallway, then went to the living room and took my bags.

"You'll be sleeping in Aaron's room tonight.", he said. I nodded. Then I remembered something.

"Oh, Uncle Ted. There's actually something I need to know about that.", I said. "Almost all of the upstairs rooms are locked. I don't know if that was on purpose or on accident or something, but -"

"I'll take care of it."

He continued to walk upstairs and take my bags to Aaron's room.

We didn't talk to each other for the rest of the day. I just stayed in Aaron's room while he did whatever, I kept myself busy by reading some of the books I had brought with me.

I read books while I wait for my phone to charge.

At dinner, I noticed that he took a plate full of food to the basement. Why would he do that? Did he have something down there that I didn't know about?

Was it a pet? Because at least having a pet would make this stay a little less awkward.

"Uncle Ted.", I said to him as he walked back into the kitchen, "Why did you take food down there?"

"Where?", he asked.

Oh. He was playing dumb. For sure, he was playing dumb.

"The basement. Why were you taking food to the basement?", I asked.

He didn't answer. He just looked at me, and that stare was beginning to make me feel uncomfortable. He put his plate in the sink, "Don't worry about it, Mary.", he said.

Then he left the kitchen.

I washed my own plate, then I went back to Aaron's room.

That night, I laid awake in bed, thinking about my uncle. What was he hiding? Because as far as I know, he's got more secrets than locks. He proved that to me when he took an entire plate of food to the basement.

I got up, sick of the insomnia and decided I just needed to tire myself out. Then I noticed a light from across the street.

I looked out my window to see a girl through her window, and she looked rather down.

Why was she so sad?

I decided I needed to cheer her up.

I turned on my phone's flashlight and waved it around a little at her, trying to get her to notice it. When she saw the light, she looked across the street at me, and I waved at her.

She looked nervous, but she waved back.

I gave her a little dorky thumbs up, and nodded at her. I was trying to signal her "You good?", just to check on her.

She gave me a thumbs up back.

Then she smiled at me.

I smiled back at her.

I gestured another wave at her, signaling to her "Come over tomorrow?"

She nodded again.

Then she closed her curtains.

I laid back on my bed and decided I'd just play on my phone until I felt sleepy.

I felt happy that night as I played myself to sleep. Not even one day in Raven Brooks, and I'm already making friends.

I just couldn't wait to meet her for real.

[sun-marie]

Whatever lies before you, trust yourself. Trust your heart as I trust it. It will not lead you astray. Yours, Cassandra

[babitim-royal-au]

They all have silly magical necklaces!

Of course cup and mug still have their crystals but this makes their original Dish powers STRONGER!

[alice-the-kittycat-yt]

Redo of what's on this post

[orange-artblog]

me and @theguywithaoriginalname sat in class and talked aohota and then we drew Inky and Freaky (aohota kids that are also in love with each other) (those Are their names ignore the whole „Odyss“ and „Scylla“ Inky and Freaky is ultimately better)

[ask-cal-and-pink-babitim]

The OLD design for Cal Mari that I found randomly in ibis paint near the bottom

[rachirodehills]

Happy Birthday Tara Strong (The Voice of Twilight Sparkle)

Happy Birthday Tara Strong (The Voice of Twilight Sparkle... and bubbles... and Truffles... and Unikitty... and Babara Gordon) We've got all the characters headcanon voice by Tara Strong Celebrate the Voice of Twilight Sparkle, and Timmy Turner, and Princess Clara! Happy Birthday Tara Strong(The Female Tom Kenny)! ...OH AND RAVEN AND LADY LEGASUS! Celestia, Rosie, Agent 8(My Style), Sarah, Woomy - (c) @Rachi-RodeHills 

[mikomikomadness]

@theinkbunny @dakotabone1213 @sshhitlucashere

You made it.

[mikomikomadness]

every single time someone draws my comfort character and shows me it i initally have a heart attack because COMFORT CHARACTER JUMPSCARE‼️‼️ but then it turns into pure joy and excitement

[xi-vz]

Shen Yuan stared up at the man, disbelief clear on his face.

The man before him huffed a laugh, brown eyes becoming crescent shaped with amusement. He was a little taller than Shen Yuan, a little broader, with a sleeve tattoo covering his right arm to his wrist. His dark brown hair was softly curled, more wavy, and a little shaggy, falling to his shoulders. His face reminding Shen Yuan of Binghe. Not a lot, but just enough if he were to tilt his head and squint.

“You’re just a kid.” When the man finally spoke his voice was as smooth as velvet. “How old are you?”

“Nineteen.” Shen Yuan automatically responded as he gawked.

The man had round wire glasses, a piercing on the left side of his lower lip, both ears were pierced, and he had cheekbones that belonged on a magazine cover. He was a little older than Shen Yuan expected. Somewhere in his late-twenties compared to Shen Yuans late teens.

“Cucumber-Bro, come on, I’m not that different.” Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky offered a smile, showing off dimples underneath a days worth of scruff.

“How old are you?” Shen Yuan demanded, still blocking the doorway into the dorm.

“Thirty.”

What the fuck?

“What the fuck?” Shen Yuan asked aloud.

Seriously, this was the caffeine addicted crack-writer?!

When Shen Yuan had woken up back in his dorm room instead of in bed with his husband in the bamboo house, he immediately contacted Airplane—it was a gamble, but it paid off. The relief Shen Yuan felt when Airplane responded was like a weight lifted off his shoulders. He gave the other man his phone number and address, then waited an excruciating five days until the two could meet. (Because Shen Yuan lived in Beijing, but Airplane apparently lived in Chengdu, and last minute flights weren’t cheap.)

Shen Yuan knew that his friend would look different. Hell, Shen Yuan looked different! A little shorter, a little rounder, way younger. With pitch black eyes, short inky black hair, and an ear piercing. He was pretty rather than handsome, softer than Shen Qingqiu.

And it wasn’t that Shang Qinghua wasn’t handsome—he was! Like everyone else in PIDW. But Airplane?

“Can I come in?” Airplane asked while shoving his hands into his back pockets. He wasn’t dressed fashionably. His beat up backpack was slung carelessly over a shoulder, jeans were ripped due to wear and tear, his faded band shirt was due to too many washes, his sneakers were scuffed. And yet…

Shen Yuan dressed in the latest fashion. He tried his best to look good, he had standards for himself! He looked like a C-Pop star.

Airplane wasn’t even trying to be hot. (WHY WAS HE SO HOT?!)

It shook something inside of Shen Yuan. All of his past theories of Airplane being a troll flew out the window.

“Well?” Airplane looked like he wasn’t above shoving past his friend to get in.

Shen Yuan allowed his friend inside, still shook.

“Shang Qinghua.”

“What?”

“My name, bro.”

“Wait…you used your actual name for the character closest to Mobei!? Fucking Mary-Sue!”

“Ah, there we go, there’s the Peerless Cucumber I know. Although it’s weird to hear such vitriol from a face so cute.”

Shen Yuan felt the blood rush to his face and wished he had a fan in his hands to use as a weapon when Airplane chuckled.

“Come on, let’s try to figure out how to get back home,” Shang Qinghua said as he moseyed to the desk in the room.

Shen Yuan sighed as he closed and locked the door.

BONUS:

SY: I thought you said you were a broke university student who wrote to make sure food was on the table.

SQH: Yeah, dude. I’m working on my dissertation. Writing pays the bills.

SY: YOU’RE GETTING YOUR DOCTORATES?????

SQH: Yeah, in Topology.

SY: YOU’RE GETTING YOUR DOCTORATES IN MATHS?????

[sun-marie]

so datv has text editing mods now, and i'm about to be soooo self-indulgent with the inquisitor's letters <3

[mikomikomadness]

I’m pretty sure I am surprisingly

do y’all think ur someone’s favorite person? serious question

[babitim-royal-au]

Here ya go.

[alice-the-kittycat-yt]

[ask-cal-and-pink-babitim]

ROYAL AU IS EXPANDING

Main RAU : @babitim-royal-au

GENT RAU : @its-in-the-experiment-babitim

Welcome to the Casino

Welcome. This casino is run by Mr. Cuphead, The Devil, and King Dice.

Presenting two of the workers here...

Cal Mari and Pink Cup

Cal Mari (Cala Maria) is in charge of helping take souls for Mugman Inkwell. He works very efficiently. His contract holder absolutely hates him.

Pink Cup (Pinkcup) is a bartender and waiter. She switches between the two. She used to be friends with Mr. Winky before he died when his bar burned down.

Warnings and Rules

Minor violence and mentions or drawings of death (Cal Mari's 'death' to be exact)

No NSFW

No love asks (aka kissing the characters)

If given an impossible question to one of the characters, Yukia will step in and speak for or through them.

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@theinkbunny @dakotabone1213 @sshhitlucashere

YOU THREE

I LOVE YALLLLL

2023 is coming to an end so this is my annual I love my online friends so fucking much you wouldn't believe me if I told you post.