#cendy go

[animaginaryartblog]

[Image ID: a digital drawing of a plush toy beagle running in a grassy field under a blue sky. The beagle is red-orange, with a white underbelly and paws and a black "saddle" on her back. There is a colorful pink-and-blue brand on the bottom of her front left paw. Her tail is a faded piece of red felt with a black tip, sewn onto her body with black thread. Her right ear has also been sewn in place. Her eyes are round and dark purple in color. She has a mischievous grin on her face and seems to be looking at something behind and to the side of her. /End ID]

OCtober #2! This is my girl Cendy, an animated plush beagle who's the star of a fantasy book I'm working on. She's a mischievous little goober with a penchant for getting herself and her friends into trouble. More info under the cut:

Cendy's a very old character of mine. She's based on a Webkinz Beagle I had when I was... four? five? I started formulating her story when I was six. Naturally, it and she have both changed a lot over the years. For this latest revamp I wanted to lean more into her plush toy nature. I found references of different actual beagle plushes (shoutout to @plushieanimals and @littleguymart, lots of good inspo and cute plushies to be found there!)

I used a (free to use) photo of felt to add a bit of texture to this drawing. You'll see in the next few OCtober drawings that I started really experimenting with texture, though this is the only one I used an image for; the rest are Procreate brushes.

I'm currently in the process of rewriting the novel Cendy stars in (it's called Missing right now, though that might change), so expect to see more of her and the universe she comes from.

Here are some of the preliminary concept sketches I did to try and figure out her new design:

[zibiscusloon]

PLEASE TALK ABOUT JOSIE SHE'S BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kajakakajakakajajakaj Thank you sm!! <33 (she’s one of my favorite designs so it’s nice to see others like her!)

•She’s probably the closest to Luz & King between her siblings. King would carry her by the back of her neck like a kitten hen she was younger.

•She spent her early school years in the Human Realm and transferred to the Demon Realm later on. She didn’t really enjoy her schooling in the Human Realm as her teachers weren’t the best and there were plenty of parents who weren’t ok with witch students in human schools. She did at least enjoy having Vee tutor her!

•She wears a lot of hand me down clothing and jewelry, mainly a few of Luz & Hunter’s spare outfits and also mainly wears Camila’s old necklace.

•She’s very close to her Aunt Lilith! They’re both dumb nerds and Josie loves to go the Bonesborough Museum to hang out with her and Hooty.

•Raine was probably the least experienced with kids (as Camila and Eda had longer experience), they however are the closest to Josie, she always liked to be around them when they did played music (she’s god awful at bard magic herself, she just likes to listen)

•Rabbowl is very soft and huggable and helps his witch when she’s overwhelmed by letting her just sit around and hug him. He’s often mistaken in the Human Realm for an off brand furby.

•She’s close to her nieces, Raquel & Cendy. She’s essentially the only reason they get away with their shenanigans at Hexside.

•She’s aromantic. She’s never had any interest in a relationship and prefers her palisman to most people.

•Eda packed her around a lot at the University when she was little. She’d often stick with Luz and watch her older sister study (Luz taught her how to use glyph magic, which she prefers as opposed to her own magic)

•Owlbert & Fiddlesticks would babysit her anytime no one else was able to. Needless to say, both palismen are absolute disasters at watching a witchling.

•Collector often pouts on how she’s gotten taller than them over the years. She was supposed to stay small forever!

•She’s nicknamed “Owlet” by her parents and siblings. Her nieces call her “Tía Joe”.

[hornets-nest666]

What would the future families be like, that is, the children of Cendy, Mugmaria, Osix and the other ships in the future 🤔

I didn't say they were going to be together.

[melody-marquez]

I spent like 3 days doing this drawing and I didn't like the end result ._.XD Anyway, I've never seen anything related to this ship so I guess I'll have to do it myself XDDFJKBDS

In my AU, Felix has been in love with Mickey since they were children, this when Oswald introduced him to him once they went out to play together. Obviously, Felix didn't take it into account, he was just a child, but, over time and as he got older, his feelings never changed and instead intensified. However, despite his ''don't give a shit'' personality, he was never able to do anything about it-- still, shortly after reaching adolescence, he and Oswald broke off their friendship, and as a result, he never met again. see Mickey for a long time, that is until his arrival at the casino.

This drawing is more than anything a crumb of my ship for me HAHAHAH it's really not canon or if it is, it's something very inconsequential since the two of them will never get together and Mickey definitely won't remember anything from that night, and Felix couldn't tell him either, He's too embarrassed to do it. The reason why Felix is so worried is because of the adrenaline rush both from the kissing situation that happened with Mickey, and the fact that... DAMN IT, OSWALD IS GOING TO KILL HIM! (By the way, take a crumb Cendy, I have the obligation of each one I draw, I have to add them, I'm sorry, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH SKHDSA)

[leslye-anne]

Aquí hice un dibujo Cendy de un comic de este tipo que vi. Here I made a Cendy drawing of one such comic I saw.

Los diseños de este modo son de:

The designs in this drawing are by:

Les recomiendo leer su comic, es muy bueno y por dónde va se nota que será interesante 👀 I recommend you to read his comic, it's very good and where it goes you can tell it's going to be interesting 👀

English version:

Bendy: Are you okay?

Cuphead: e-eh, I-i... ¡OH MY GOD AAAAAAAAAAAH!

[lill-cute-fluffy-devil]

So where did you take Cuphead, Bendy?

Bendy: And I don't want the others to hear yet.

Cuphead: *stands there in a blushing shock* M-me?

Bendy: *pulls back flower* So- So you don't want to be- Boyfriends..?

Cuphead: N-no! *sighs. Gently grabs Bendy's chin* Look at me. Bendy, I love you. More than anything. I'd love to be your boyfriend. *kisses him on the cheek*

Bendy: You- you mean it?! I love you too Cups! So um... How are we gonna tell the others..?

Cuphead: Well first, lets enjoy the moment,. Then we can plan. Ok?

Bendy: *sits down* Sit.

Cuphead: *sits down next to Bendy*

Bendy: *grabs Cuphead, puts him on his lap, then wraps his wings around the both of them* So now what?

Cuphead: Well, I think we should just tell Mugs, Boris, and your parents. Your mom seems really supportive of us together! And Mugs had practically been pestering me to ask you out, and I bet Boris won't mind!

Bendy: Yeah, but I don't think my dad will like it all that much... But, we got each other. And that's all I need right now.

(Yes!!! I've been waiting to do this with them forever!!! Cendy is not dead! I love this ship, and my Au version's gonna be a cute one! If you guys don't like Cendy, I'm kinda sorry. But that's the road this Au is going.)

[malevolentnightshade]

Elenwen stared blankly at the open book in her lap. She must have read this same page at least four times already, but each time she retained next to nothing of it. Her mind was elsewhere and the dull ache of anxiety in the pit of her stomach growing with every passing minute.

She was thankful, at least, that the Thalmor training campus was empty, for the most part. Not a soul walked past her as she sat near the bottom of the main building’s stone staircase. For most, the summer break was a much needed excuse to escape the strict learning regiments and suffocating rules of trainee life. Barely anyone stayed on campus for those few short weeks of freedom. Elenwen was very much the exception.

It’s not like she had anywhere else to go…

As she stared down at her book in a weak attempt to distract herself a large shadow fell across the page. Elenwen looked up at the shadow’s source and was flustered to see the campus’ director in front of her, peering through the window of the nearby classroom door. Somehow she had not heard him approach. Studying him nervously, the austere mer appeared to grimace at what he saw inside before sharply turning to look directly at Elenwen.

“Laemihre. You are still here.”

It was a statement, not a question, but Elenwen found herself nodding regardless.

He sighed, sounding genuinely disappointed about something.

“Laemihre, you are a bright girl - perhaps amongst the brightest we’ve ever had the good fortune of teaching.” He paused, turning to look through the window once more. His brows furrowed and tutted disapprovingly under his breath. “You could forge much more worthwhile relationships with your peers than this.”

Elenwen flushed, heat pooling to her cheeks. It took a moment for her to find her voice. “I appreciate your concern, ser…” She took a deep breath. “But Aicendor is a good friend. No matter his shortcomings.”

The director simply looked at her for a long moment, his amber eyes boring holes into her very soul.

“Just be careful he doesn’t drag you down to his level.” His words were so nonchalant it gave Elenwen a chill down her spine.

Aicendor meant a lot to her. When she first joined the Thalmor, Elenwen had felt so lost and lonely. She had just left everything she’d ever known behind her to come to a training campus that was in the middle of nowhere, at the opposite end of Alinor. Aicendor had been the one to make her feel at home, to make her feel loved again - Things she had often felt had sorely lacked back home with the ever-palpable tension between her and her father. For that, Elenwen was eternally grateful. Even the thought of throwing that all away just because her friend was not a model recruit hurt immeasurably.

Elenwen did not respond to the elder mer. She blinked at him slowly, acting as if she had simply not heard him. The director stared back at her with a piercing gaze, a grimace tugging at his features.

“I hope you will think on these matters, Laemihre. For your sake.” He gave a curt nod of his head. “Good day.” And with that he swept up the stairs and straight past her without another word.

~~~

After what felt like an age, the nearby classroom door creaked open and a somewhat scrawny-looking mer emerged from inside.

“Cendy!” Elenwen almost jumped to attention at the sound of the door. She had been waiting so impatiently for this very moment and yet it had still caught her off guard.

Descending the few stairs between them, the younger of the two mer looked her friend over with a near motherly concern.

“…Well?”

“Well… It wasn’t a complete disaster, I guess.”

A frown crossed Elenwen’s features.

“It definitely went better than the first time around!” Aicendor hastened to add upon seeing her expression darken, before joking softly. “I can confirm that I did not set the instructor’s robes on fire this time around.”

Elenwen let a small smile appear across her lips. “Well, that’s a relief.”

A momentary silence fell between them.

“…When do you find out?”

Aicendor grimaced slightly. For the first time he allowed a fleeting unease to cross his features. “They said they’d let me know before the end of the week.”

Elenwen nodded slowly.

“It will be fine!” A near beaming smile had replaced the older mer’s more troubled expression in what seemed like an instant. Elenwen almost questioned if she’d even seen the brief worry deep within his amber eyes. “I know it will. Because I had the most patient yet comprehensive tutor helping me.”

A heat rose to Elenwen’s cheeks. “I-I was only doing what any friend would do. I wasn’t about to sit back and watch you struggle.”

A teasing smirk pulled at the corners of Aicendor’s lips, delighted that he had so easily elicited such a reaction. “Well, I owe you a great deal regardless.” His smirk turned to something more affectionate. “Now will you at least allow me to repay you? In somewhat overpriced but very delicious pastries perhaps?”

“You don’t have-“

“I do! Please?” He pouted playfully at her whilst doing his very best puppy dog eyes.

Elenwen sighed, admitting defeat. “Okay, okay.” She knew resistance to his pleading was futile. And besides, she had not yet eaten from the stress of today.

A look of glee appeared on Aicendor’s face at his successful persuasion. “Excellent! I’ll race you over to the bakery then?”

Before she could even reply, he started sprinting for the main doors, only turning his head back for a moment to grin at her like an over-grown child.

“Cendy!? I am not running!”

“Can’t hear you, El!”

“Ugh!” Elenwen shook her head as she resigned herself to walking behind her very stupid, but very dear friend.

[ashstar1111]

babysitting storytime?? not a good one tho lol

its kinda long so be aware. also, sorry for any spelling/grammer mistakes, english isnt my first language.

ok so BACKROUND: theres this couple + two daughters (7 and 5 y/o) who lives two floors below me & my family, and both the parents had to work and they needed someonw to watch their girls from 8am to almost 5pm (so about 9h). 

Usually my little sis babysits for them but she had plans + she didnt feel like shes ready to babysit for so long (its the first family shes babysitting for), so she offered me the job. and me, being me, took it without thinking twice (spoiler alart, BIG MISTAKE).

so i wake up in the morning and i feel really ill, i almost threw up a few times and my stomach really hurts, but i dont have much time to worry about it so i suck it up like a big kid, drink my coffe, take the dog for a walk, come home, finish my coffe, and go to their house. 

so, get to these girls apartment at 8am sharp, and everything is fine for the first few hours, they’re snacking some chips and drinking WAY to much chocolate milk, as well as watching wired youtubes on the tv, they were honestly very well behaved at the begining tbh, so i just let them be. 

at like 11:30am they started being hungry and they asked me for some fruites, so i was like “okay :)” and went to cut some fruites and stuff for them. i cut them a peach and washed them two different types of grapes, put it all on a plate and brought it to them.

then, they said they want corn schnitzel and i was like, “okay, well you can eat the fruites while i make u some” and went to the kitchen. what i didnt know was that they were starting to play with the fruits instead of eating them, so i came back to find the grapes, still uneaten, but covered in green liquid sope (???), and one (1) pice of peach was eaten. thats it. no girls.

at this point its about 12:45pm and they’re not in the living room where i left them. why? because APPARENTALLY, they decided that braking into their parents room (which was locked, btw, dont ask me how tf they got in) to steal some Mentos, was the best thing to do after murdering fruites.

i caught them right before they found the Mentos, and brought them to the dining table to eat the schnitzel they asked for. after they ate they decided to play a game called “trying to get into mom and dad’s room to steal stuff”, and i had to literally STAND AND GAURD THE DOOR TO MAKE SURE THEY WERENT STEALING SHIT. 

then, as they relized that I was the main problem, they decided to start trowing things at me. moestly shoes and crayons and markers and dolls. i asked them to stop multipul times and tryed to talk to them like big girls, until they decided to take it one step forwared, and throw a PAIR OF SCISSURES directly at me. 

it didnt hit me bc i moved, and then i yelled at them that they’re not supposed to be throwing sharp stuff like that, especially not at people. they didnt give TWO SHITS, and their way of showing me that was to throw the scissures at me AGAIN.

at that point i kinda gave up, maybe bc i was tired, maybe bc i was feeling kinda ill, maybe bc i was hungry, or maybe bc ive had enough stuff thrown at me a this point. fuck knows, the point is, i fucking had it.

i got away from the door and yelled at them that i hope they treat the next babysitter to watch them better than that (bc FUCK IT im not going back in there, especially not for enother 9 fucking houres.) and that ill be telling their mom everything. 

they obviusly were like “yeah we dont really care”. and when im telling u i was so close to snapping, i mean i was SO FUCKING CLOSE. so, i did what every reasonable adult would have done, and i sat on the couch in the living room and had a silent meltdown while the girls i was supposed to be watching were stealing cendy from their parents :).

after about 15 muinets (so it was about 2pm) of silently crying, they came to apologize to me, but i was so fucking angry (i still am and its 10pm) that all i did was telling them that i dont want their apology, and again, that i hope they would treat the next babysitter better, and then i got up and went to the kitchen floor to text heir mom.

long story short: their mom called me and scolded them that it wasnt ok and shit, but im still angry (both that they think they have the right to throw a pair of scissures at me, and that they actually made me scared. the rest of the babysitting they behaved and shit so i hid in the bathroom, bc i was shaking (im still a bit shaky for some reason) and honestly i didnt feel like i could face them).

[animaginaryartblog]

sometimes you're bored at work and you draw your blorbo but then you realize Yami "Yugioh" Yugi is really hard to draw so instead you draw your OC, which is probably what you should have been doing in the first place, but unfortunately you have chronic Yu-Gi-Oh! brainrot.

anyway, dog

[blissfullvibe]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: SOLD | SCHUTZ | Cendi Pump in Honey Beige | 7B | NWOB.

[ivyprism]

Royal Sans, Papyrus, and Gaster (Info)

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of violence, murder, etc.

Stowne (Prince Sans): A laid-back and easy-going person with a cool demeanor. He is the heir to the throne, however, he is uninterested in it and has little regard for it. He brushes aside concerns, yet he's not hesitant to go for the throat. He knows what he's doing and will not back down when upset or enraged. When someone makes fun of his father or brother, he verbally rips them apart. He is also one of the most formidable combatants in the kingdom. He is a kind man who normally discourages his father from battling the other kingdoms. He is the reason they decided to form an alliance.

Appearance: He has fangs and a small scar on his eye. He has blue and green eye lights.

Cendis (Prince Papyrus): He is a pleasant and nice individual. He is exceedingly kind and never harms others unless it is absolutely necessary. He despises violence yet understands when it is necessary. Because he is so nice and pacifistic, he is a strong combatant. He is a powerful and dynamic individual. On his days off, he also enjoys caring for children. He appears to enjoy the thought of becoming the commander of the knights and considers being king to be an exciting and formidable task. He is a gentleman who usually prevents his father from waging war against the other kingdoms. He is the driving force behind their decision to join an alliance.

Appearance: He has fangs and a tiny scar on his bone brow. He has an orange and green eyelight.

Diabolos (King Gaster): He is a good king who works hard to keep his sons busy and working. He is continuously worried and has a tendency to stumble and fall. He regularly overstresses himself and skips sleep in order to work late. He is a gentleman who is always open to his boys' suggestions. On rare occasions, he has considered going to war. He dismisses concerns, yet he's not afraid to go for the throat. He knows what he's doing and will not back down when he's angry or agitated. He is also not scared to harm or kill in order to safeguard his country and family.

Appearance: He has Gaster scars and fangs. He has a grey and purple eye lights.

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@kioko-noodles / @kiokodoodles @miscneilleaneous @und3rwat3r-a5tr0naut

[grapecinnamon]

In regards to your proshipper post, how about people who have other toxic Cuphead ships? IE Cuphead/Bendy comes to mind (who is a thousand year old demon while he's canonically a child), or worse people who admit he's a child but have drawn NSFW of them together

Honestly, I really don't like the Cendy ship. I never got into BATIM, so I never new about Bendy's age, until recently. I even follow some who likes Cendy so now I'll have to find them and unfollow.

I also hate the Mugman x Cala and Bon Bon x Cuphead ships for obvious reasons. Same goes for the Chalice x Saltbaker ship. It seems like the only non problematic ship in the Cuphead community are DevilDice. And maybe a few I've seen like Hilda x Goopy, Eyespector x Cagney, Cala x Bon Bon.

As for the nsfw thing, I legitimately hate people who do that, cause they're just so shameless about it. I can't remember her name atm but there's a female youtuber, who makes cuphead videos and fanart, who groomed a minor and made nsfw and fart fetish art of Cuphead, and the bitch has the audacity to not only keep making content, but also tell her own discord (the one who called her out on this) that she basically doesn't care who she hurt. I really need to make a post about her. I just want more people to know.

Thanks for asking anon and sorry for going on for so long. Thanks for reading

[shera-dnd]

Here we are once again with more troll stuff, and this time more of that trio from last time. So if you'd like a follow up to Talem, Talum, and Cendis's story after they nearly got killed by a black dragon, here it is just for you.

Also I may have gone 500 words over budget again. Look they're my trolls so I get invested in them. I still didn't get enough time to write their actual character descriptions though, so I might have to do that in a separate post or something.

anyways here's the story

“Bullshit!” Talem exclaimed, slamming open the door to their room.

“I’m serious,” Talum insisted as he followed his sister out and into the inn proper, “we can’t keep going like this!”

“Maybe you can’t,” she countered, turning around to face him as she walked backwards out into the city, “I never needed this crap, and that hasn’t changed.”

Talem should perhaps have looked as she walked, that way at least she wouldn’t have backed directly into the last person she wanted to talk to right now. Her back hit something hard, she turned around, looking up to see burning red eyes and a coal black face, peppered by freckles of gold, and framed by fiery red braids.

Ancestors, no one this annoying should be allowed to be so pretty.

“Is she still being a stubborn idiot?” Cendis asked, raising a single eyebrow.

“Very much so,” Talum answered.

Not wanting to be caught in the world’s most infuriating pincer maneuver, Talem sidestepped her fire giant friend, and walked into the city proper. The sun was still setting, there wasn’t enough sunlight to impair the trolls’ vision, but Talem’s eyes still stung when she looked towards the west. Repairs were going well, fire giants were resourceful like that, but it would take a long time to undo all the damage the dragon had caused.

“Talem! Get back here, you dumbass!” Cendis demanded, stomping after her, “we’re not going on another quest without a healer!”

“Why!?” She shouted. “Give me one good reason to waste my time on that! What could a healer even do, huh!? My arm got dissolved inside a dragon’s maw, several thousand feet up in the air. Tell me what, by Kura’s green tits, could a healer have done then!”

Cendis pinched the bridge of her nose, “it’s not about what a healer could have done then. It’s about what one could do now! Or do you expect us to just walk out of here like nothing has changed! Like you haven’t--”

“Enough!” Lightning struck, silencing the two of them, “we’re leaving north in an hour, and I will not hear another word on it!”

Cendis looked ready to keep arguing, but she backed away, not wanting to escalate things. Talum on the other hand, oh poor Talum looked so wounded. He really thought he was helping his sister, so to see her so violently reject their aid. The lightning strike itself would have stung less.

She worried it would quell her rage if she stared too long, so she turned again and stomped off.

Talem needed some time away from her two idiots right now, to help her cool off, and to get them off her case for a while. Thankfully she had somewhere else to be right now, somewhere where no one would look down on her.

~~~

“We’re sorry we couldn’t find your mace,” the blacksmith apologized once again as he applied the finishing touches to his work.

“It fell several thousand feet, finding it would take a miracle,” she assured him, “don’t worry about it.”

The fire giant hummed and nodded, ashen grey hair shifting as he moved. It wasn’t long before he had finished his work, presenting it before his guest. A battle axe made from the dragon’s fangs, and a cape made from its wings.

“The axe still holds the dragon’s hunger and will hunt down your foes when thrown,” the blacksmith informed, placing it in her hand, “and the cloak bears the wing’s desire for flight and will slow your fall safely.”

The cloak she tossed over her shoulder, a good gift for Cendis, as the only member of the team who could actually get seriously injured by falling from great heights. The axe she took in hand and looked.

She could still feel it, the way the dragon’s maw clamped shut around her arm, the fangs digging into flesh and ripping her muscles apart faster than they could regenerate, yanked up and trapped there by her body’s own instinct to regrow. Before the acid destroyed even that.

And now she held one of those fangs in her hand, shaped into the blade of an axe. It felt heavier than it had any right to.

Archiving those thoughts, she gave the axe a test, swinging it and feeling its weight, even tossing it once the blacksmith gave her a proper target. As a weapon it was perfect, a vast improvement from her old mace, and between this and her grandma’s shield she would be a force to be reckoned with.

...she would be, but she needed a shield arm for that.

Not wanting to dwell on this any longer, Talem thanked the blacksmith and made her way to the northern gate.

There she found Cendis grumply awaiting her return, but no sign of her brother anywhere.

“Where is Talum?” She asked, having somewhat simmered down since their last argument.

“There is a small folk town up the road from here,” Cendis explained, still sounding like she had a stick up her ass, “he went ahead to give them a heads up, so they won’t freak out when two trolls and a giant show up in the middle of the night.”

“Good,” she nodded, “don't want a repeat of the Lethbrydge incident.”

“Right,” Cendis sighed, “hey boss, you sure--”

“What did I say? Not another word!”

“Yeah,” she grumbled, but followed along.

Together they walked out of the city, Cendis’s armor clanking along behind Talem, a sound that once had driven her insane, but now sounded surprisingly comforting. It was the sound of long journeys with her best friend, the sound of Talum shutting up about magical theory and taking in the scenery for once, the sound of her friend protecting her back.

And then the sound stopped, just as the city was no longer in view.

Talem turned back to see Cendis standing still, her backpack laying on the side of the road and both her swords in hand, staring the troll down with her bright glowing eyes.

“What are you doing?” Talem demanded.

“I’m protecting you from your own stupidity,” she answered, “so you’re either gonna sit and talk, or I’m gonna kick your ass and make you listen.”

Talem pulled out her new axe, and met Cendis’s furious gaze, “you know I don’t need both hands to beat you up.”

The fire giant groaned and lunged forward, “stop trying to compensate, you idiot!”

“I’m not compensating for shit!” Talem only stood there and took the blows, allowing her wounds to close faster than Cendis could open new ones, “I never needed a healer, I don’t need one now!”

“Things changed, you jackass!” She shouted, swinging for Talem’s head.

Deciding she was done with this shit, Talem hooked her axe around the giant’s hand, yanking her off balance just long enough for her to deliver a powerful kick to her knee, bringing her down to her height.

“I don’t care how things changed,” she yelled, pulling her down by her chestplate, “I am not weak! I am not broken! I will not let that dragon win!”

With that she delivered a headbutt strong enough to send the giant falling to the ground, her nose definitely broken.

“Is that what this shit is about?” Cendis demanded, holding her broken nose, “no one is calling you weak, you dipshit.”

“Then why do you keep insisting on this healer bullshit?” She yelled, sounding far less aggressive and a lot more defensive.

“You lost your shield arm, Talem, what are you gonna do next time someone throws a fireball at you, huh?” The giant argued, dragging herself up to her knees again, “you’re not weak, and you’re not broken, but you can’t just walk around acting like nothing has changed.”

“I’m not gonna admit defeat because--”

“This isn’t admitting defeat!” She interrupted, grabbing Talem’s shoulders, “that dragon is dead! You lived, and you’re still the baddest bitch I know! So stop acting so stubborn and let us help you!”

Talem grabbed Cendis’s breast plate again, “I don’t need help!”

“Then go on and fight on your own,” she spat, “you clearly don’t need me either!”

The troll growled and cried, yanking Cendis down once again…and into a hug. They just sat like that for a while, in almost complete silence, were it not for their ragged breaths. Adrenaline slowly seeping out of their bodies as the moment settled.

“Fine,” she spoke, so quietly that the giant almost couldn’t hear her, “we’ll get a healer.”

“Took you long enough,” Cendis chuckled, just to have the wind knocked out of her by a punch to the gut.

“Didn’t have to start a fight over it, idiot,” Talem argued, the insult sounding almost like a term of endearment.

“Like you’d listen otherwise, dumbass,” Cendis replied, the same amount of love in her own insult, “I knew this would finally make you come to your senses.”

Talem helped her friend up to her feet, rolling her eyes, at the comment, “sure you did.”

“Yeah, why else would I send your brother ahead to look for volunteers?” She grinned.

“You smug, bitch!” Talem accused, punching her in the leg.

“Oh shut up, you love me.”

[storystrange-arch]

———CAPTAIN  SANDERSON.

SANDY  HASN’T  ALWAYS  BEEN  a 3′5″ creampuff dusted with edible glitter.     in fact,  he was once the pilot of the fastest shooting star in the entire galaxy,  a member of the league of star captains,  & the only wishing star to actively join the war of dreams.     this rather striking young star with his brilliant golden glow & sharp eyes seems a far cry from the serene,  sleepy sandman who guards children’s dreams from the nightmare king!     how is it possible that captain sandy of the golden age could turn into his nocturnal magnificence,  sanderson mansnoozie,  sandman the first,  lord high protector of sleep & dreams?

captain sanderson was short,  roughly five feet tall.     his build was a bit thick,  but nothing like his tiny monkish future self ;    meaning he had a bit of a tummy & a decent amount of muscle.     piloting anything from ships to stars was no easy task,  after all !!     his skin was a warm,   freckled peachy golden color & soft to the touch like the aforementioned fruit.     but possibly the most striking difference aside from his height & build was his  hair :    ginger—golden & perpetually messy,  he tied it back into a very small ponytail when he was not sleeping.     he dressed like a 1930s aviator might have :    leather & bracers & boots & goggles,  complete with a  red  scarf  tied tightly around his neck.     it is rumored that this scarf had been a gift from the great  KOZMOTIS  PITCHINER,   torn from the edge of his cape to stem the star’s life—threatening bleeding upon their first meeting …

not much about his personality was different,  if anything at all.     sandy was always kind,  gracious,  a spitfire who was also quick to take joy in the simple things in life.     yet he differed from other star captains in that he wanted to feel these things for  other  beings  as  well.     the star captains lived a mostly solitary existence,  keeping few close friends aside from their fellow stars within the league’s hivemind.     unlike the rest of the league,  sanderson wanted  more :    he also had a bit of  hero  worship  for the galaxy’s  GOLDEN  GENERAL,   & these feelings began to blossom into that  something  more  that he craved upon staying with lord pitch on his wonderful galleon after a series of horrible events brought the two together.     stars are slow to heal when their wounds are caused by the darkness around them,  & kozmotis was there to help him & get him back on his feet again after the death of his first star,  cendis.

that leads us into how such a vivacious captain would become a chubby little master of sleep.

with kozmotis’ semi—reluctant agreement,  sanderson joined the war of dreams as a brave new force to be reckoned with.     he tore through dream pirate ships with his sharp dreamsand whips,  allowing the general to round the shadows up & imprison them all.     they worked phenomenally well together,  despite sandy’s repeated insistence that he could go off & defend areas of space on his own.     they eventually parted ways when sandy was assigned to a new star :    ISTROLS.

then istrols became  GLIX. glix became  PHEASGAR. & pheasgar became  VOIS.

each star pilot had a little glowing star birthmark somewhere on their body in their trademark color,  & sandy’s golden star hovered just above the center of his chest,  always glowing brightly.     it served as his connection to the hivemind of star captains,  & upon its loss he was rendered unable to borrow dreamsand from the other pilots to maintain his form when the war became  DIRE. 

as the war waged & sanderson continued his travels,  by ship or by star,  he sent out dreams to the worlds that he passed.     dream pirates caught the scent of those dreams,  stole his sand,  & consumed its sweetness & light.     as he traveled,  sandy noticed that his body began to change.     the sand that made up his form & gilded attire was needed to continue the mundane task of granting wishes night by night,   so he sacrificed a few things over a great expanse of time.     by the time that emily jane’s star was knocked out of the heavens & sent tumbling to earth,  sandy had become the tiny,  pudgy dream—giver that we all know & love.

[leslye-anne]

Aquí hice un minicomic para halloween cendy, aunque es un poco tarde

Evilcuphead está vestido de Jeff the killer, y Bendy está vestido de Slenderman

_Here I made a minicomic for halloween cendy, although it's a bit late

Evilcuphead is dressed as Jeff the killer, and Bendy is dressed as Slenderman

Bendy: ¿Otra vez tú?

_Again you?

Bendy: Maldita sea, ¿Cuántas veces te debo decir que dejes de venir aquí? Esta parte del bosque es mío, si te vuelvo a ver yo-

_Damn, how many times do I have to tell you to stop coming here? This part of the forest is mine, if I see you again I-

Evil: Oh bendy, no sabía que tenías este tipo de fetiches, eres realmente un demonio pervertido

_Oh bendy, I didn't know you had this kind of fetish, you're really a perverted demon.

Bendy: Ugh, no puedo contigo, eres un idiota. Te voy a matar de la manera más lenta y dolorosa posible

_Ugh, I can't with you, you're an idiot. I'm going to kill you in the slowest and most painful way possible.

Evil: Mejor aprieta más fuerte, pap-

_Better squeeze harder, dadd-

Bendy: ¡Cállate!

_Shut up!

[lill-cute-fluffy-devil]

Aww.... Bendy. Don't be Embarrassed. We LOVE That You are Cute & Adorable like a Kitty. It's part of Your Charm. To Bendy's Parents & Cuphead. Can I as have a turn with Hugging & Petting Bendy? Cuphead shouldn't Hog Bendy all to himself. I'm sure that others want to Hug, Pet & Love Bendy, too. You have a wonderful son, Mr & Mrs. Demon.

Bendy: Every time they're more painful... I hate them. I just... *sigh* I just don't wanna die... Not before I do better things than I've done before...

Cuphead: *grabs his hand* Look at me. You're not gonna die. You know we're not gonna let you. Now, you said the Ink Machine could help cure it?

Bendy: *looks at hand, then Cup. Nods* But it's probably burned down like the rest of the place.

Cuphead: Well, if it's still working and not burned, we can go to it and it can save your life. As I said before, we don't want you dead. We want to be happy. Not sad.

Bella: *almost about to squeal in cuteness*

Astoroth: Bella, I know that look. Please do not pass out.

Bella: I'm trying not to!!! But they're just so cute!!! If they do one more cute thing, i might actually pass out! Young love is so cute!!!

(Wow. She's freaking out with cuteness. 🤣 I might to. Astoroth is still skeptical of Cups. I think Bella's at the point where she will literally pass out if they get more cute. I'm calling a canon ship in the blog. Cendy ships are now canon in the blog. And I guess anon didn't get the hug he or she wanted.)