crowned.

𝙸𝙽𝙳𝚈 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 / 𝙸𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃.

[indykings]

hello friends i’m gonna rp my characters (and maybe others if y’all wanna plot) through @bruisedcamo from now on because who has the energy for multiple blogs??? not me!!!!

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smatua‌:

Solomon was nothing short of elated. Indy’s reaction was better than he could have fucking dreamed! She was infuriated! And she couldn’t do anything about it! Because then she would be fucking wrong! God really was out there! He gave her the most shit-eating grin of his entire life, which was a wonderful privilege for sweet Indy considering he doled them out like candy on Halloween. “Aw, are you sure, Annie? You seem awfully mad. Did I hurt your feelings?”

“i’ve never once felt any emotion about you, solomon. you’re a total zero in my eyes,” indy lied, keeping her voice as cold as stone. the truth was that solomon made her feel an abundance of things she’d never be able to articulate — mostly, these feelings were negative, but a nagging sense of loss followed her around whenever she thought about the boy, a sort of grief for a friendship that was never meant to be. “are you going to get out of my way or just stick around like a fucking herpes sore?”

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siderii‌:

— “I’ve only had the vanilla glaze,” Ira admitted, “not very adventurous.” He was leaning on the safe side, at the time. “Got two of each,” he added, taking out a folded piece of paper and showing it to Indy. “Those are the dark chocolate potato donuts,” he points to the group on the right side of the box; “I’m gonna try the sea salt one—that one looks like sea-salt, right?” It was difficult to tell, but he took one. “Feel free to try each!” They probably need coffee or tea for this, too. “The purple ones are probably triple berry, and the pink ones are pomegranate…?” He finally took a bite, nodding while chewing slowly. “Oh, this is good,” Ira decided, then turned to Indy. “What do you think?”

indy’s eye was immediately drawn to the pink treat in front of her, the glittery princess inside of her never taking a day off. with ira’s invitation, she picked it up, biting into it, her face the picture of joy as the explosion of flavour hit her tongue. “dude, these are fuckin’ amazing,” she groaned, a hand covering her still-full mouth, “where’d you get ‘em?”

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beanottrixie‌:

“it’s gonna be a surprise.” bea said, beaming at indy. she hummed and looked around the park for a moment before turning back to her friend. “how do you feel about climbing trees?” she asked, pointing to one nearby.

indy looked up, examining the trees surrounding them with a keen eye. “i’m good at climbing them, not so great at getting back down,” she admitted with a shrug, “but i can do it anyway. how high up do you need me to go?”

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jacekhouri‌:

“why is no one buying my cds?” jace grumbled to himself, sitting in the chair behind his vendor table with frustration. “hey! hi! would you like to buy a cd?” he called to the person walking by his table.

“i don’t think just ambushing people when they walk past is gonna help, babe,” indy said, laid back and relaxed as she rested her feet up on the spare chair at jace’s booth, a nail file in hand. “maybe you could, like, i don’t know, get the guitar out and give people a sample of what they’d be buying.”

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smatua‌:

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out,” Solomon sang, flashing finger guns in Indy’s direction. He shook his head slightly, still laughing. “No way, it’s just a prank. That’s the point, you’re supposed to be mildly inconvenienced unwrapping your car. You said you can take a joke.”

indy didn’t know what to fucking do with solomon anymore. on the one hand, if she lost her shit at him like she so desperately wanted to, she was proving his point about her not being able to take a joke. if she played along with his antics, she was admitting defeat, and the very last thing she felt like doing today was unwrapping her car and clearing it of the mess the boy had made. “i can fucking take a—whatever,” she said, sighing mid-sentence, defeat finally kicking in, “just get the fuck out of my face.”

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maiaorion‌:

“Next to my canvas’ or in the bathroom.” She said pointing in any general area, trying to find something. “Other than that, what’s going on with you?”

indy made her way over to maia’s other canvases, face lighting up when she finally spotted the nails she was looking for. bringing them back over the her sister, she shrugged when she was asked what was going on with her, trying to wrack her brain for anything even mildly interesting happening in her life. “not much going on with me at the moment, to be honest,” she admitted, “i’m mostly just, like, looking for work.”

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siderii‌:

— “Trying to decide which one I should go for,” said Ira, glancing at Indy. In front of him is a big-open box, colorful treats inside. He might have gone overboard with this one. “Go big or go home, right?” Motioning for Indy to come closer, he idly folded his arms on his chest. “Potato donuts—you allergic?”

now that indy could see the big box of treats more clearly, she found that she was more excited rather than disgusted or shocked. she loved treats, especially ones being offered to her for free, so with ira’s invitation, she plopped herself down next to him and took a potato donut for herself. “not allergic to any of the things you just said,” she confirmed, “but i don’t think i’ve ever had one of these before.”

[indykings]

♡ task seventeen — ⌜ social media ⌟

a lot of indy’s social media content is dedicated to her art and reeling in more followers / customers. she most often uses instagram and twitter, posting snippets of her art, nonsensical tweets posted in the middle of creative and personal breakdowns, and the occasional thirst trap. is known to get a little wine drunk and make a fool of herself on instagram live.

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beanottrixie‌:

“i have this whole vision in my head for it!” bea said, laughing lightly. “it’s gonna look really cool when i’m done with it - I’ll have to do some photoshopping, but. y’know.” she beamed at indy’s offer, hopping off the bench and grabbing her camera. “always!”

“am i allowed in on this vision or is it going to be a surprise?” indy asked with a smile, thankful to have stumbled into her friend’s latest project by almost complete accident. she only smiled wider when bea took up her offer to help her out with the modelling aspect of it, immediately striking a dramatic pose. “where do you want me?” she laughed.

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smatua‌:

“Oh, come on, Annie, this is not vandalism. This really isn’t a good way to show you know how to take a joke, you know,” he said with a laugh. The last person Solomon wanted to joke around with was Indy, but he did appreciate how much his joy pissed her off.

“you’re fucking insufferable, matua,” indy said, all of solomon’s jokes not enough to crack her cold and mean exterior. in fact, every joke he cracked only fuelled her anger. “i’m not joking and i’m not letting you get away with this shit,” she claimed, “and you better be planning on cleaning this the fuck up.”

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maiaorion‌:

“Ah, a humble brag. Who doesn’t love those?” Maia said looking for something to hang the canvas. “Hey, can you help me find a nail or something?” 

“exactly,” indy said with a grin, before nodding her head, trying to think of where they might be able to find a nail, or something to hang the painting with, at least. “where do you usually keep ‘em?”

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smatua‌:

Solomon flinched when Indy drew near him and snatched the saran wrap, but otherwise he his easy, breezy smile. Indy wasn’t mad at him, and she had no reason to be! Just a regular Tuesday night! “Just having a little fun, Annabelle. What, you can’t take a joke?” Rhetorical question. He knew Indy couldn’t take a joke.

“i can take a fucking joke,” indy said, gripping onto the saran wrap as she crossed her arms over her chest like a petulant toddler, her signature stance. “this is fuckin’ vandalism,” she stated, her mood only worsening the more solomon teased.

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jacekhouri‌:

“oh, no, i’m aware that self-confidence is good. i was hoping the bracelet could boost yours a little,” he said with a wide, toothy grin. he shrugged, giving her a coy smile as she commented on new yorkers falling at his feet. “i didn’t not have anyone interested in me,” he admitted, blushing a bit. “nothing happened, though. i’m currently riding the lone-wolf train.”

“well, it worked,” indy confirmed, bumping her shoulder against her friend’s gently. she turned to jace excitedly then, taking in the blush on his cheeks, the grin on her face only widening. “nothing happened? not even a little kissy-wissy?” she teased, making kissing noises to punctuate her questions.

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dominicamin‌:

“no, i made sure to find a clean spot. and i used olive oil, so nothing should stick to the eggs,” he said, sliding the now cooked eggs onto a paper plate and examining them. “it’s your call. but i’m at least going to try them.”

“eh, why not?” indy reasoned with a shrug, knowing it wasn’t everyday that she’d get to witness and consume a sidewalk egg, especially with the cooler weather kicking in so soon. she reached over for a paper plate then, taking a bite of the egg cautiously. 

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beanottrixie‌:

bea looked up from where she was hanging upside down off a bench in the park, sitting up quickly enough that her head spun and her vision went dark for a moment. “nothing.” she said, smiling sheepishly as her vision returned. “takin’ a picture.” she gestured at the camera sitting on the grass across the small walkway.

indy raised an eyebrow, looking back at the camera bea was referring to. she hadn’t seen it before, but now that she had, she guessed it made sense. “taking photos of yourself upside down?” she asked, a teasing smile on her lips, “do you need an extra model?”

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maiaorion‌:

“You can but i’m still going to try to fight back.” Maia said looking back at Indy. “Yeah, that’s true but now I am done.” She said putting her paint paintbrushes and supplies away. “Where should I put this? with my other canvas’ or on the wall.”

indy hummed as she considered her sister’s painting again, her lips pursed in thought. “put it on the wall,” she said decisively, “if you have people over and they ask where you got it, you’ll get to brag that it’s a maia king original.”