#I'm bad at compliments

[the-aprilfools-bitch]

Fools is pretty shut up

Fools is not pretty <3

# lulu is delulu

[inkdemon-whore]

You asked for fanfic writing, so I gave it a shot. This is so rough though, I'm so sorry.

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Henry dashed out of the Ink Demon’s path, clutching the reel to his chest. It snarled at him, swiping for the reel. At this point, Henry was sure the Ink Demon had figured it out, just as he had. Instead of waiting for him to hit play on Joey’s recording, the Ink Demon would attack far sooner, making it a challenge to even grab the reel to begin with.

The Ink Demon roared, charging at Henry for what seemed like the hundredth time. They were all sick of the cycle by now, but it was all Henry knew. Deviating from the path was near impossible, but Henry had seen the sag in the way everyone acted when they saw him. He kept the cycle on its loop, and even his friends were trying to stop him from moving forward. He’d had to convince Boris to even help him this time, and Alice had locked him in her strange workshop for a time.

The Searchers and the Lost Ones had fought him every step of the way, proving that Sammy wasn’t having any of Henry’s behavior either. The worst thing was, they were the ones who knew his route best, aside from the Ink Demon.

It was a miracle Henry had even gotten this far, if he was entirely honest with himself. Maybe he should just surrender the reel and let the Ink Demon win. It was what they all wanted. But that would leave Henry trapped here, would leave them all trapped here. And the Ink Demon wouldn’t stop being ruthless if Henry stopped. The others’ memories of the time before Henry arrived proved that much.

The Ink Demon appeared in front of him yet again, lunging for the reel. Henry dodged out of the way, sliding a bit on the ink. “I just want the reel,” the Ink Demon growled.

Henry stumbled, falling face first into the ink. The Ink Demon grabbed him, attempting to pry the reel from his hands. Henry clutched it closer, struggling to get free from the Ink Demon.

“You’re the problem here,” the Ink Demon said.

“Says who?”

“Says the Dark Puddles.”

“Maybe they’re wrong.”

The Ink Demon laughed. “I used to wonder that myself. But they warned me that you were coming. They warned me that you would try to destroy me. And they were not wrong about that.”

Henry didn’t know what to say to that, so he changed gears. “I didn’t know you could talk.”

“I’m sure there’s a lot you don’t know about me.” The Ink Demon succeeded in wrestling the reel away from Henry, dropping him on the floor. “But you won’t live to find any of that out. A shame. You’re just one of the many casualties of Joey Drew’s mistakes. How you got trapped in this place to begin with escapes my knowledge.”

Henry slowly got to his feet. “What do you mean? I thought I had everything to do with this.”

“Do you?” The Ink Demon snarled. “It was Joey’s jealousy that got me trapped here, his bitterness about me leaving. And now I’m this… monster. His greatest achievement was punishing all of us. He always liked making us do as he wanted, for his own ends. But the joke’s on Joey now.” The Ink Demon’s teeth gleamed as he held the reel out of Henry’s grasp. “You can’t reset the cycle if I have the reel.”

Henry stopped. He hadn’t considered that option before. He’d thought the Ink Demon was soulless, a mistake of the original experiments. The first creation. But the Ink Demon’s words… they seemed to imply otherwise. “What do you mean he was bitter about you leaving?”

The Ink Demon hissed. “Wouldn’t it be obvious? Although, I guess I wasn’t the only one who ‘abandoned’ Joey. I am one of the original animators. Joey thought it amusing to turn me into my creation, with his corrupt touch. I came up with Bendy, but Joey ruined him.”

But that meant… Henry looked down at his hands and then back at the Ink Demon. “But I created Bendy.”

“No you didn’t.” The Ink Demon bent to put his face in Henry’s. “You couldn’t have.”

Henry got an uneasy sensation in his stomach. Who did Joey use to create the Ink Demon? It had to be someone who was around when they’d initially started, but no one would’ve claimed ownership over Bendy besides Joey. And the Ink Demon had already made his intentions very clear on the matter.

“Very funny, Joey.” The Ink Demon growled. “You almost had me fooled. I thought this was someone new, someone who’d suffered just as we had.” The Ink Demon lashed out at Henry. “But it turns out you just found a new way to MAKE US SUFFER!”

With a yelp, Henry dodged out of the way. He scrambled to his feet and started running, cursing the fact that he no longer had the reel to defend himself.

“You found it funny? Inserting yourself into the cycle to make me suffer? To make us all suffer? Or perhaps you thought you could manipulate us further, make our suffering worse.” The Ink Demon gave chase, splashing ink everywhere. He’d decided to hunt Henry himself without help. That gave Henry a shot at escape. “Or maybe, you were upset because YOU WERE NO LONGER IN CONTROL!”

Henry kept running, but he wheezed out a response. “I’m not Joey!”

“THEN WHO ARE YOU?” The Ink Demon’s voice echoed, causing the walls to tremble. “WHO ARE YOU TO TRY TO CLAIM WHAT I CREATED?”

“I’m…” Henry gasped. “My name is….” He crumpled to the ground, grabbing at his sides. He’d never had to run from an enemy for so long before. The Ink Demon loomed up in front of him, snarling. “I’M HENRY STEIN!” He yelled it in the Ink Demon’s face.

The Ink Demon stopped. Henry glared at him, still struggling for breath. The Ink Demon started laughing. “That’s ridiculous.”

“It’s the truth,” Henry whispered. At least he wasn’t dead yet.

“It’s impossible,” the Ink Demon snapped. “I’m Henry.”

“What?” Henry stared. “How is that even possible?”

“My soul, at least, is Henry’s.” The Ink Demon sat down with a heavy thump. “I’m not sure how much of who I am has been changed by becoming this… thing.” The Ink Demon held up his clawed hands. “But I always thought that Joey made me out to be the monster because he blamed me for what happened after I left the studio.”

To be both the monster and the one to defeat him? That didn’t sound like something Joey would do, but then, none of this seemed like something Joey would do. Joey had changed since Henry had known him. Maybe the true Henry’s soul was inside the Ink Demon, but if that were true, then who was he? Had someone else’s soul been used to create Joey’s ideal version of Henry? “If you’re Henry…”

“I am,” the Ink Demon growled. “I still remember the time from before. It was a mistake to ever return to this blasted studio.”

“If you’re Henry, then who am I?” Henry asked. “Assuming that soul’s are required to make us individuals down here, then who’s soul do I have if you’re Henry?”

The Ink Demon grew silent at that. “I… don’t have the faintest idea.”

They sat together for a while after that, unsure of how to proceed. Henry didn’t want to hurt the Ink Demon now, not if it was Joey’s intent for Henry to be the source of the Ink Demon’s, and Henry Stein’s (if the Ink Demon was to be believed), suffering and endless torment. The others trapped in the cycle were hurting too, even without Henry’s interference. Maybe the cycle shouldn’t be reset. Maybe, it should be destroyed. But Henry had no idea how to go about that. “What now?” He eventually asked the Ink Demon.

“I wonder…” The Ink Demon stood up. “At the end of the cycle, what happens? Once you’ve shown me the reel?”

“I show up in Joey’s house. He tells me to come here, and-“

“But do you ever leave the studio?”

Henry’s eyes widened. “Do you think-“

“Maybe, if we tried to use the exit, we’d be able to escape.” The Ink Demon offered a clawed hand. “Should we try it?”

“We can’t make things much worse,” Henry muttered. “And if we do, we can use the reel to reset the cycle.” He took the Ink Demon’s hand, using it to pull himself up from the floor. “It’s time to try something new.”

how dare you apologize for a

masterpiece~~

if you plan on doing more or cleaning this up, i shall wait patiently for you like a good boy cuz this is very good and i like it, and i was genuinely for a sec like "ayo wait-" even though it was my hc/idea thing, which is a good thing. great thing even! love bein on my toesies~

i'm not sure if ya want me to post this, but for now i'll turn reblogs off, let me know if you're fine with em being on, or if you'd rather i delete/private this.

this is just, really good. if ya do finish it, feel free to @ me, or if you have an ao3 and end up posting it there, you can send it to me as a gift. i've got my ao3 linked in my pinned post.

but ye -kisses the boys on the cheek multiple times- they are friends and they are going to kick joeys ass probably

[shaudo-of-a-doubt]

In all my years reading the comic, I never imagined that your carefully detailed sepia tone illustrations would translate so well into cel animation, considering the necessary simplifications. Yet they all look and move exactly how I expected, despite...never having expected these results exactly?

Which...I guess is to say that you've got some REALLY solid character designs, and that bunch you've got animating it all is incredible. Really amazing. Well done!

Why is Mordecai bald in the pilot? Did the Savoys shave him as a prank?

Nah. We wanted Mordecai to look older and more put-together relative to Rocky and Freckle, so we smoothed him out some. It also gives us the opportunity to muss his hair up at opportune moments (as you can see his fluff returned after the incident at the quarry). It was a visual contrast thing, really.

[lotus-pear]

i miss them......please come back........please come home :((

[iamthecomet]

I’m the same way so I know it’s a lot easier said than done to believe our work is good and to accept the compliments people give us BUT I do want you to know how much I love your writing. I get so excited when I see something new pop up and I always read it right away :D. You’re great at what you do and I can promise you that :)

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Thank you!!!!!!!!

You're so sweet.

Waking up to this has already made my day. Really. Thank you.

[sunnymainecoon]

I know damn well I misunderstood the assignment but we roll, I'll understand it some day

It's killer and dust btw. If you couldn't tell. Which you probably couldn't.. forgor to say but shhh 🤫 Killers having a convo with himself..

..I kinda wanna change my url but idk to what

[insertsomthinawesome]

Whumptober - Day 07 | Prompt 02 - Unconventional Weapon

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[No Romance Included]

[sneebl]

you have leaves in your hair (i love you) your face looks silly when you pout (i love you) keep dancing excitedly when your favorite song comes on (i love you) tell me about what you did today (i love you) i bought you this (i love you)

[elliewiltarwyn]

i apologize in advance for the bitching that's ahead. it's why i wanted to wait till pigeon's fun birthday times was over to address this:

i'm not the femroe in question, but this was left on one of the thirst shots of a very dear femroe friend of mine. and.

can we not?? can we not do this?? can we not say this, especially on people's thirstposts that they're specifically making because they think their character looks great??

"oh wow this character of this race/gender combo is gorgeous! i'm shocked! (implying characters of this race/gender combo are not usually gorgeous) (telling the player of this character directly in their tags you do not usually think of their race/gender combo as good-looking)" do you not realize how this sounds. do you not realize how backhanded this "compliment" is.

there is having preferences, sure, there is expressing love for certain character types, including their race and gender, but when you start saying "for a [race/gender]" maybe take a step back and interrogate why that is? whether you'd say that to someone irl (i should hope not!!) or about characters in their fanart or such? and definitely don't say it where they can see it?? if this has awakened a newfound appreciation for femroes within you, op, that's great, but maybe think about why that might be such a revelation, and try not to express such shock to their face next time.

[aroaceleovaldez]

they girlbossed Sally Jackson

[ceruleanterrapin]

ur pretty girl coded

...Me??

[miguxadraws]

I FUCKGINGN LOVR YOUR ART YOUR ARTSTYLE IS SO NICE AND YOUR SWAP AU IS AWESOME AND I LVOE IT AND

[my-mom-named-me-duck]

hehehe I'm a horrible person

[turqrambles]

I keep thinking about this really cute and heartwarming scene where someone tries to make a homemade apology dessert to repair his relationship with his vegan girlfriend and, even though they got into a big fight, he's still honoring her dietary needs and is super stressed out because the house he's staying in is filled with animal products. Like they could've had him be spiteful and mean and go "well screw you, I'll just lie and use milk" but instead they take the really thoughtful approach.

...said scene was in a game called Strong Bad's Cool Game for Attractive People.

Sometimes it's the little things.

[entirelysein-e]

Back to normal Navi

The dreaded post has come...

I will not finish this years Kinktober on here. Opening tumblr has become a chore for me more than anything. It sparks no joy, I dont want to scroll dash anymore, I don't bother to keep up with anyone anymore on here.

My interests have shifted greatly over the past few weeks and I found my way back to crafting, gaming and even playing the bass again. At the moment I don't enjoy animanga / fandom on tumblr and wish to no longer participate or create for it.

I'm 99% certain that this is just a mood and I will most definitely be back but as of now I have no motivation or interest to create for tumblr. I'll be here every once in a while and answer asks should I get any and to still do background work in my network but otherwise it will be silent until I found my love and passion for all of this again.

There is no point in forcing myself to write for characters I do not care for, to force myself to keep up with the latest stuff that changes every 2 weeks. I will be selfish now and put myself first until my love has returned- be it 2 weeks, 2 months or 2 years.

- Much love, Luma.

[flowerakatsuka]

can i.... can i say something....