#inkdreamt

[star-of-troy]

@inkdreamt continued from here

"Half an hour...?" Donna's head tilted slightly as her brows knit in confusion. Downstairs the smell of fresh bread, herbed chicken, roased carrots, rice, and mashed potatoes filled the dinning room. The tween's eyes narrowed as she stared at her friend. "Uh Mal... dinner's in five minutes... if you come in half an hour your food'll be cold, silly."

"C'mon," She offered her hand rather than tugging her friend along, whcih for Donna Troy was considered great progress... though the girl meant well, she had a habit of letting her enthusiasm outrun her sense. "The table's set so we just gotta wash our hands. Mom won't like it if we're both late, and she won't start dinner without you."

[redemptivexheroics]

@inkdreamt Liked for a James Potter Starter

James came from the backroom of the house to find Lily looking absent-mindedly out the window, a habit of hers he noticed, especially when worried or in thought. He guessed she must've sensed him behind her, so he spoke up. "I've seen that look on your face plenty of times to know something is on your mind, Lily. You okay?"

[inkymole]

Here’s the little film of the piece being made 👆🏻

[from-the-notebook]

@inkdreamt gets a thing!

When Asteria awoke, the last thing she could remmeber was the water. The same sea that had given her life, had swallowed her up- boat and all. She wasn't sure how long she'd lost consciousness, nor how far she'd been taken. The dimly lit room she found herself in was unfamiliar to her, Had someone found her washed ashore and taken her home? If so, for what purpose?

The mattress beneath her was soft, the clothes she wore were not her own. She frowned realizing the bag of coins she kept on her person were no longer where they should be. Had her things been set aside for her? Or had her meager possessions been added to these people's hoard. They must be some sort of merchant or nobility, for the gown she wore was a fine one, rich in color, and stitched with care. The young Amazon brought a hand to her head with a groan. What sort of lie would she need to weave for her rescuers?

Slowly, Asteria sat up and looked around at her surroundings. If these people were not as kind as their actions made it seem, she would need an exit, and a quick one. She'd rather have one and not need it, than to need one and not have one. It was then something caught the corner of her eye, a glint of something, a hearbeat.. as her senses overtook her thoughts.

"Hello?" she called to the shadows. "Who is there?"

[witchyxwoo]

@inkdreamt // for cleo && ondina

ondina had just finished another lesson with a group of younger mermaids when she found herself sticking around. she leaned back against the rock and just began to softly hum. while she'd chosen to do that she also found herself slowly moving a water bubble around above her head. it helped her relax after the kids had asked so many questions earlier.

[americansentinel]

@inkdreamt liked for Dad!Steve

Steve had honestly given up hope of having children years ago, so to find out he had a daughter at least biologically speaking had been a shock.

But actually seeing the girl, was even more of a shock. There was even a passing family resemblance.

He had a seventeen year old daughter.

"Hi, you must be Ruby."

[theundeadgospel]

“ Elphaba… “

Rising to her feet slowly, Beth finished using her necrotic magic to resurrect the last dead rose in a field of now shimmering, necrotic green. The moonlight reflected her magic, beautiful botany in reborn color contrasting the dead trees shedded of their leaves and skin. Holding a bouquet of those same lime roses, the gargoyle stepped closer, clearing her throat,

“ You have my oath that I will stand by you no matter what circumstances may arise. As a symbol of protection, I wish to shield you from all of Oz that stands against your beliefs — you may be the ‘wicked witch of the west’ , but to me, you are Elphaba Thropp — the kindest, most brightest soul with a flame ablaze with love and dedication. I see you for you.

Please stay with me in this life and the next.

I know this not much for a gift this season, but…I hope you enjoy it? “

Being on the run after the incident with the Wizard definitely wasn’t ideal for this Yuletide. But a part of Beth liked having her alone time with Elphaba — away from all the labeling and negativity and whatnot. Even if she was now known as the ‘wicked witch’s accomplice’ , freedom never felt more grand.

@inkdreamt

[lumiroleplays]

for @inkdreamt

Being a mother is a funny thing. Your child is never truly only the age that they are now. Wednesday may be 15, but for Morticia, she is also every other age she has ever been ever since she was born. Staring at her means seeing not only the fierce teenage girl she is so proud of in front of her, but also the little child that used to cut off her doll's heads. Just like Morticia herself as a young girl. Though she tries to keep herself from comparing Wednesday to who she used to be as much as she can. But sometimes it's hard. Mostly because she carries so much love for her girl it feels good to see a little bit of herself in her. Either way, most of those feelings do not show up on her face. Or at least, not anywhere else but in her eyes as she steps out of the car and gets inside the school for one of the scheduled visits. Morticia wouldn't often go alone and her heart already aches with how much she misses her husband; she also knows Pugsley wanted to see his sister, but she and Gomez had agreed it would be a good thing for her to spend some time alone with Wednesday, and their daughter is aware of it. Morticia isn't sure about how she feels with that, but it will not be a surprise for her. As she enters the school grounds, her eyes almost immediately catch sight of her little raincloud. She would find her anywhere, in any crowd. Her smile is subtle as she approaches her daughter, hands creeping around her shoulders and her face, as close as she could get to touching her, but without actually doing it. "Hello, my darling."