Ball-Shaped Objects - Greetings
"it's not the fucking ink, it was covered in weird symbols, not the text i was trying to print!" the tiger complained.
Team Argos, Meanwhile 2
Then "...the investigation of the explosion that rocked the megacorp ink factory on elson and grahams showed that they were engaged in unauthorized ink reformulation designed to hack into computers with nanites.
Pacific Beasts - Patience (Chapter 1)
As he crawled, cody found himself leaving black trail of ink in the sand. with no shame left within him, he fastened his pace and closed in on the spot where he left his clothing. he had to call for help. he had to call elise.
Tatted
At tatter's tattoo parlor, ink ain't the only thing that spills... "tatted" by ames wolfpaw "hey, cap! your three o'clock is here!" called meghan. the bull terrier shuffled around the back room.
Housewarming in Heat, Chapter 1
Again taking out her ink pot and putting it on the desk, the young drakka wet her tail and used her tail tip to scrawl ink marks on the paper, checking items off the list in quick succession.
Warbride
The young woman placed the pen back onto the weathered desk, the ink drying upon the circular, concentric rings of the aged wood. the crash of the ack-ack guns rattled the fixture, tipping over the ink well until the page ran with the oozing fluid.
Spirit Bound: Chapter 107
It rolled back as the balls began moving again, and blasted another jet of ink. the balls were lost from sight, but nicholas had prepared for another ink-attack and chanted quickly. a flickering wall of fire sprang up from the ground.
Here Be Dragons
The map had a big black cross inked in one corner, with "here be dragons" scrawled in what was supposed to be blood, but i think was really only red ink, underneath.
Search For His Happiness Chapter 1
He reached up with a paw to idly stroke his spikey, semi-long hair, which glowed slightly silver, yet was ink black like his demonic wing.
The Life and Soul of Rikh Ghanyr
Let them flow through your fingers, words into ink, as a stream flows into a river. let your quill capture them in ink, exactly as they have captured you in their meaning.
The Fox General: Twin Spots
Izil shot his tongue out, stopping just short of licking his ink-stained thumb after thinking better of it. "i just doomed more fennecs with a dab of ink than i ever did with a sword! gods, the raids we used to do feel like mere child's play!"
Scattered Starlight - Stolas' Farewell
Refusing to look at himself in the mirror, the prince gathered his materials thus: a parchment with princely markings, a dull gemstone, a quill of his own making, and ink as red as blood. the tools of a man of power -- him: powerless.