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                KNEEL AT MY ARRIVAL.
Independent fandomless OC. Written by Dani.Â
Sideblog. Follows back as horrorsofimagination.

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If You Want Survival,Â
                KNEEL AT MY ARRIVAL.
Independent fandomless OC. Written by Dani.Â
Sideblog. Follows back as horrorsofimagination.
âBoy howdy, yâall! Did you miss me while I was gone? I sure hope so. Itâs my birthday!â
âWell, lookie here. At least my kid loves me. Ya'll need to learn to set your money aside and I dunno, be a responsible parent.â
Let it be known that Lily, daughter of the tyrant king, already being trained in merciless hand-to-hand combat, would always and forever have a passion for gardening. Yet she still made sure to use flowers with a tough-sounding name - snapdragons - to make a sharp red decoration for Jackson's lapel. "Happy Fathers Day, Daddy... !"
The holidays of the âreal worldâ were not much of a big deal here. One of the so-called âluxuriesâ of his kingdom is that he was none too strict on the idea of the citizens celebrating these minuscule holidays. And being a father himself, he was curious as to how his daughter would treat the day.
She was still young, yes, but her talents were those to be regarded to the highest praises. And man oh man, did he praise her. Pick her up and, without shame, pepper her cheeks with kisses. To let her know how much he loved and adored his girl, even during those instances where she takes things one step too far.Â
But a fatherâs work is never done. Those were his thoughts as he took a knee, leaning in to kiss the top of Lilyâs head, grinning at the sight of the beautiful decoration.
âThank you, honey. Maybe next time, I can help you with those.â
*steps out of the house and immediately hears booing*
I CANâT BELIEVE THIS.
Letâs Learn IC Slang!
Like every established town, Imitation Central has its own set of slang used by old and young folk alike. Some of them have irony in their meanings but it fits. This list will be updated if I can think of any more.
Happy learning!
#aesthetic
@inkfueled
đȘ // B^)
Send me đȘ to put a knife to my museâs throat and see how they react.
The side of the blade touched the surface of his fur with a warm but delicate press. It couldnât be Patti. He know how she presented herself during her time of need. And the prickle on his fur would be unmistakable. Not this time, however. The foul stench of oversaturated ink was a DEAD giveaway.
Who did this bastard think he was, some kind of god? A true abomination with god knows what running through his veins? Demon ink? Regardless, he was an an idiot for even so much as pressing a knife to his throat. Jackson wouldnât approach this calmly.Â
Gripping the handle of his bag, he slammed it back towards Bendyâs chest, quickly scooting his head back, away from the blade. Reaching for the toonâs bowtie, he pulled him towards his face, slow seething breaths encouraging his grip to tighten, perhaps to the point where he could snap his neck.
But not just yet.
âListen here, you little shit,â he uttered with a deepened scowl, âYou ainât got nothinâ on me! Iâll drop this knife in ink thinner and shove it down your fucking throat if you even come near me with your sick tricks.â
And heâd emphasize his point when he hacked up a blot of ink and narrowing his gaze at the toon before he spit.Â
the-littlest-inkblot:
((I mean I canât help but think of how EXTRA fitey and punchy Lily gets having Jackson for a dad and sheâs just in this perpetual state of YOU WANNA GO?? cause daddyâs girl and PFFFFT I LOVE IT. <3))
âThatâs my girl.â
why should i resolve things peacefully when i can fucking punch you in the face
âBooooooy howdy, I sure love the smell of fresh inkshed in the afternoon.â
âHope you like choking, boy, âcause thatâs the way I like to treat unwanted stains like you.â
Send me đȘ to put a knife to my museâs throat and see how they react.
Take the knives they have left in your back and use it against them.