Promise? Chapter 10
_ good thing was: ammy would use up almost all her ink creating cherry bombs that she couldn't use power slashes. meaning, she didn't have enough ink left to use more than two cherry bombs.
Between winters, Part XV
Featherpaw must have drawn it moments before they were taken away, so the ink was still wet when he closed the book". "oh, snowy, they are going to do the same to us, aren't they - to all of us?"
14. "To the Punished Go the Spoils"
He panted feverishly as he made his way over to his mirror and glanced at his reflection: inked, completely inked along his face and around his eyes in fairly distinctive, splotchy patterns.
Fulfillment of an Unknown Kind
**\<ink has been scribbled all over the last bit of the page\>** 9/26/2010 my stomach is back to normal and i can wear my uniform again without any issue.
Movements on the Surface
He made a small bit of progress with his pen and ink, and tried to do his secret project for a bit. he was looking for solace in soren, even if it was a cheap imitation on canvas. he found none.
Matsu
The whole image was one simple shape and colour, so the tattoo artist proceeded to fill in the space within the outline with the same black ink.
Indelible, part seven
"and don't worry about the ink," taylor interrupted, "i've got enough, already." he tapped the die hanging around his neck. as he did so, the black pips glowed for just a moment. things began to click into place. the guys carried their ink with them.
Timelines and Where-Realms 3
ink and a gun and a subject; that's it." "explains the ink smell back at the professor's place..." they reached the front door, and studley rested his hand on the large piece of metal.
To Claim A Boy by Rekhit
Now he was confined to the inking room. his job was to ink the pages before they went to press. it was a tedious and thankless job, but it was a job. that had been 18 months ago and then suddenly he got what he thought was a lucky break.
Just a Normal Study Session
Glecion's ink was a thickened, special mixture that reacted with paper to create a raised imprint, letting her feel and check whatever had been written.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty Eight
When vakaal realized that might be the way _his_ story ended, dying here alongside his poor father, he broke down into tears, crying into the ink.
Flare & Ember: Installment 4
It was lined with hard packed dirt and clay, and was only lit by the candle the ink faced eevee was holding in her paw.