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m0ch1gh0st1 · 6 months ago

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I've completely lost it. I've forgotten what the hell kinda theme I wanna give my account. If the theme is all wonky on PC, I apologize. I'm working from a phone bc the only computer I have is a school computer that doesn't allow us onto Tumblr. I'll fix the theme once I get my own computer =|

Sup. I'm Xraan. This is my intro post... dunno how to do these despite remaking it like a bazillion times =/

Little facts about the Artist:

🌻 14 years old

🌻 Bisexual

🌻 He/They pronouns (where my other demiboys at?)

🌻 Signs anon asks with Void15 (was at one point the shrimp emoji, then random kaomoji... and death game anon lol)

🌻 Horror nerd (FEED ME THE COSMIC HORRORS)

🌻 Anti-AI

🌻 Easily scared/Startled (...my brain is an enigma)

🌻 Horrible memory

🌻 Some dumbass that managed to worm their way into AIG... somehow

Some of my hobbies include:

👁 Drawing

👁 Writing

👁 Gaming

👁 Pacing

👁 Listening to music

👁 Starting stuff I know I will never finish from bursts of motivation

👁 Pondering the orb

👁 Orbiting the pond

👁 Stalking wiki pages

👁 Waiting for humanity's collapse

👁 Screaming into the void

Some things I like/some of my interests are:

🩹 Mycology (study of mushrooms)

🩹 Astrology (study of space)

🩹 Marine Biology (study of ocean life)

🩹 Astrophotography

🩹 Illnesses/Diseases

🩹 S T I C K E R S

🩹 P I N S

🩹 K E Y C H A I N S

🩹 Indie Games

🩹 Horror

🩹 Retro stuff

🩹 M E M E S

Oh boy, this one's a long one. You ready?

🌻 Cookie Run Kingdom (or as I call it, *Who's that Pokémon voice* What's their Gender?!)

🌻 Pokémon (specifically the Indigo Disk DLC)

🌻 Sonic the Hedgehog (specifically Sonic Colors and Sonic Frontiers)

🌻 Mega Man (mostly ZX/ZXA, but also Star Force and Battle Network. Little bit of X and Zero too)

🌻 GLITCH Productions (The Amazing Digital Circus, Murder Drones, etc)

🌻 Bendy and the Ink Machine/Bendy and the Dark Revival (or whatever the new game/DLC is called, not sure what it is tbh)

🌻 Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss (I am aware Vivziepop is transphobic {I think that's the controversy anyways}, but can I please enjoy a show in peace?)

🌻 Project Moon (Limbus Company, Library of Ruina, Lobotomy Corporation)

🌻 Death Mark (MOE LET ME BE YOUR FRIEND I HAVE KNOWLEDGE ON THE OCCULT TOO—)

🌻 Touken Ranbu (Gogoti my white tiger baby {I think I spelt his name wrong sorry})

🌻 Kirby (Elfilin is adorable)

🌻 Baldi's Basics in Education and Learning (NO PLAYTIME GTF AWAY FROM ME!)

🌻 Fundamental Paper Education (Mister Demi is giving Giro from MMZX vibes imo...)

🌻 Honkai Star Rail/3rd Impact (jfc what is Welt's skincare routine /j)

🌻 Cult of the Lamb (Leshy is cool)

🌻 FFIV (okay but like... what time period are we in???)

🌻 Kid Icarus (floor ice cream lol)

🌻 Analog Horror (why tf are yall simping over a skinned Dorito man? {as an IRL friend calls the Boiled One})

🌻 DanganRonpa (alright. I'm adopting K1-B0. My son now)

🌻 Little Nightmares (TV time)

🌻 Five Nights at Freddy's (I would die a second into the job lol)

I have to make this, knowing the state of the internet

👁 No advertising

👁 No sex stuff (please. I'm 14. I got messaged by a guy wanting a sugar baby once. I'm not into that shit)

👁 No homophobia/transphobia (I think I'm technically trans??? Being afab but identifying as a demiboy)

👁 No TERFS

👁 Please... no dark/com/proshipping...

👁 No Nazis

👁 No Trump/Musk supporters

👁 No body shame

👁 No bullying

⚠️ALL OF THIS WILL RESULT IN A WARNING. ONCE YOU REACH 3 WARNINGS, YOU WILL BE SENT TO THE VOID (get blocked)⚠️

Weeeeee tag time!

🩹 Xraan Rambles - Talking about random shit

🩹 Xraan Doodles - A R T

🩹 Xraan Vents - Please let me get this shit off my chest

🩹 Xraan Reblogs - Self Explanatory

🩹 Xraan Spills the Tea - D R A M A

🩹 Xraan Lore Drops - Lore on characters/games or on some character/story headcanons

🩹 One Final Parade AU - My Last Unicorn × Cookie Run Kingdom AU!

Don't ask why it's so small

🌻 Roblox/Scratch - R0s3y_P0k3P4st4

🌻 Cookie Run Kingdom - Void15 (server Dark Cacao)

🌻 Tumblr - Here and @xraanao3

🌻 Spotify - Xraan

🌻 Discord - Xraan (v01d_shr13k3r)

🌻 Archive of Our Own - XraanBery_Mochi

🌻 Strawpage - Ramen-in-the-void-of-sushi.straw.page

I got asked about commissions a while ago. Unfortunately, I don't have anything like CashApp or Venmo... or a bank account period (I'm 14, I don't need one). Unfortunately, commissions are not open =(

That's all lol

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illustrationismyhaven · 4 months ago

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I agree with this wholeheartedly. I really think retconning the books and everything was the nail in the coffin.

I'm going to be using the books as an example because they are my favorite bits of Bendy content, possibly even more so than the games themselves.

Not only are they very well written (despite varying pacing in certain parts but that's just my opinion and doesn't bother me much) but they give us a good look into the world outside of the Machine. We learn more about the horrible things going on behind the scenes, about the characters relationships and interactions, and we learn more about the main antagonist himself, the Ink Demon. Just going on a quick Ink Demon tidbit, cause I love him to bits, but the first book (dctl) laid out his motivations almost perfectly. In Ink Machine, it was kind of hard to peice together what the Ink Demon's motivations were, especially if you didn't catch Tom or Joey's Audio logs. In Dctl it is set up to show us what, why and how he is the way he is. Dctl shows us more about Inky but also Boris as well. Not only does the story of Buddy/Boris show us how they found out a human soul is needed for a perfect recreation, but also shows the way it works when both the minds of the cartoon and human are tangled together, until one takes over entirely, like Buddy/Boris, or they stay fighting like Alice/Susie.

Then in TLO, we learn about how even if there's not a cartoon vessel, the ink can still infect someone, turning them into Lost One's. How they affect their emotions, making them aggressive and attacking anything, cowering in fear, or living in a pool of their own shame to the point they don't even bother moving anymore. There's more information about Tom and his relationship to the Machine.

I haven't re-read FtB yet, so I apologize if any details are incorrect.

I think FtB is kind of the weakest in the series, writing wise at least. This is mostly where the pacing issue was biggest for me, as well as the way some characters were written. That being said, it had a lot of stuff that was very important to the story. The glasses, for example, explain how Wilson was able to alter the Ink world in Dark Revival, how he was able to traverse between the Machine and Archgate Studios.

It is clear that the books are written with so much care for the world and characters. Each character has a moment to shine and I love that. I also get that same feeling of wonder and whimsy that the first game had. There's a lot answered, while we still have questions in the end. You're left wanting more. Retconning the books was one of the biggest mistakes TheMeatly and Mike could have made. I'm really glad a lot of us have chosen to still consider the books canon, because really, without them so much starts to fall apart.

I feel like Bendy as a franchise has lost a lot of it's whimsy over the years. Back then, batim had such an interesting and fun aesthetic, chapter 3 and 4 especially almost felt like a Tim Burton stopmotion film in some ways. We used to have merch of playsets and toy axes, shirts with fun ideas and jokes behind them. Hell, even the characters themselves - the batim ink demon design, how the jds employees were all treated by the devs, the ways they acted and spoke too. The game focused more on the spiritual while still featuring mechanical, steampunk-esque environments and themes in moderation.

Nowadays, our merch is bland, overpriced and low quality with nothing but "mature"/trendy designs. No creativity like we used to have and much fewer toys only of batdr characters so far. The ink demon was given a new design and the old one is made fun of for looking too "goofy" by the devs now and has a redesign (likely going to look nothing like him) waiting to be revealed already. Old characters are barely featured in game anymore and the new direction focuses on the sci-fi and mechanical themes while almost entirely scrapping the spiritual and religious ones. Hell, even the environment is more realistic and the stories are being made "darker" according to the devs.

Back then, Bendy used to have this whimsical charm. Sure, it wasn't too scary at least for me, but if given the chance it could've balanced the slightly unserious and silly ideas with the horror meant to scare you well. It just feels like the devs, especially Mike are ashamed of their original creation and are pushing the idea of "maturity" way too hard into the series in an attempt to leave it all behind. I like the idea of having serious and important stories and themes in Bendy !! I like the idea of being mature with the series, but to truly be mature it should know when it can be and should be sillier. To be mature is to know when to be serious and when to be fun, and Bendy as a series is acting like a teenager trying to look more grown up instead.

I wish we could go back to the days before batdr or at least bring them back.

#doodles rants #doodle screams about bendy

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leslye-anne · 3 years ago

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Doodles de un nuevo au que tengo, de cuphead y bendy, es de Venom XD

(de paso digo que, cuphead pasivo y bendy activo)

_Doodles about a new Au I have, from cuphead and bendy, It's an au about venom

(by the way I say that, passive cuphead and active bendy)

Aquí un minicomic que hice de este AU

_Here's a minicomic I made of this AU

-se está bañando, no me juzguen no se dibujar eso XD-

_He's taking a bath, don't judge me, I don't know how to draw that XD_

Bendy: oye cups, ya te tardaste mucho, tengo hambre, ya termina

Cuphead: !!

_English:

Bendy: hey cups, you already took a long time, I'm hungry, finish at once.

Cuphead: !!

Cuphead: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Bendy: por qué gritas? Te estoy diciendo que tengo hambre

-un rato después-

_English:

Cuphead: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Bendy: why are you screaming? I'm telling you I'm hungry

-A few moments later-

Cuphead: no me mires así! Tú te lo buscaste!!

Bendy: -cara de michi triste-

_English:

Cuphead: don't look at me like that! You asked for it!!

Bendy: -sad cat face-

#cuphead dont deal with the devil #bendy and the ink machine #bendystraw #cendy #cuphead #bendy #cuphead au #au de venom

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inkdemonapologist · 4 years ago

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Some of my doodles for Session Six of our Call of Cthulhu game!! We finally got back up with that potion-maker from Last Loop and tried to explain EVERYTHING to her, since she’s the one who seemed the most ready to believe us last time (Also, we saw her voluntarily possessed by a spirit at one point, so it seemed like it would be a good starting point to explain some of our problems).

This went.... chaotically, as there are 0 tells for who’s talking and everyone was very insistent on contributing to the conversation. The alive versions of Sammy and Joey mostly stayed out of this mess.

ALSO!! WE’VE PICKED UP SOME NEW INSANITIES! Henry has a mania that compels him to draw/document everything he learns (in case we lose memories or loop again), Sammy still has the mask thing, Joey’s picked up an obsession with symmetry after witnessing his body horrifically transformed by a corruption across half of it, and Sammy, after seeing the Star Pool lurker’s indescribably horrible non-ink-demon form, is filled with a terrified respect for it and has become strangely deferential. I DID NOT EXPECT SAMMY’S SANITY DROPS TO LINE UP SO PERFECTLY FOR CANON PROBLEMS,

Anyway, have some more out-of-context quotes!! Some of these are just conversation because imagining people trying to hold a conversation with three different voices coming out of “Henry” is my favourite thing now.

[Sammy is played by me, Joey is played by Boo (inkyvendingmachine), Henry is played by Maf (inkcryptid), and Thren (haunted-hijinxer) is our GM!]

[Sammy] *summarising* (So we're gonna run by Josephine and see if she has anything that maybe we should know, uh, based on our current predicament, which has gotten even more complicated than the previous time we talked to her, which hasn't happened yet!)

[Alive!Sammy] Is something wrong? [Henry] No! No, everything's fine. Let's go. [Alive!Joey] ...I don't think anything's been RIGHT for a while...

[Sammy] (Are we, as a, uh, unit -- do we have the mask on?)

[Ghost!Joey] There's... three of us in here? [Ghost!Sammy] Sure, that's a normal thing to say!

[GM] Josephine looks like she is trying to figure out what to say, but she is having... trouble. [Ghost!Joey] Have you ever had someone... hang out with you... during the festival? Like, kind of, possession? [GM] She raises an eyebrow, but nods, and says "Yes, that's part of my duty, as a leader of this religion." [Ghost!Sammy] Fantastic. That seems to be happening to us. [Ghost!Joey] We're not, exactly sure how we managed to get... in the past again... but we're -- *points with Henry's non-sketching hand over at the live ones* [Joey] Live!Joey just confusedly shrugs and sips his coffee. [GM] "...Uh, go back a minute."

[GM] "And you don't know how this happened?" [ghost!Joey] Not exactly? I -- [Henry] Sammy fell into a Star Pool, and Joey got killed, or, was a host for the cultists. [ghost!Joey] I don't know if I got killed, but, [Henry] Well, you looked goopy. [ghost!Sammy] I don't know what was going on with me, either; I still seemed to be running around. [Henry] Also very goopy.

[ghost!Joey] So, that's a confusing answer! Um. Let's pretend *points at alive!Joey* that he didn't listen to you, and he went up to the Star Pools anyway, without the potion, and then something happened up there that resulted in whatever is happening to us now, which included us losing our memories and waking up later as the same... entity, but we didn't know for a while, and.... uh... it looks like the last time we saw our bodies that weren't alive and human still, they looked... corrupted by the Star Pools. [ghost!Joey] Do you know what might've happened to cause all that? [GM] "...I think there's a lot to unpack there," she says.

[GM] And, indeed, one of them has turned up a pair of gloves! It's somewhat worn, but they don't have holes or anything. Though they might not match your ensemble. [Joey] As long as they match each other, that's fine! [GM] They do that. [Sammy] (I mean, Henry has-- not to rag on Henry's fashion sense, as a man who's worn nothing but the same shirt and suspenders for twenty years, but Henry doesn't have much of an ensemble going on, really.)

[chatting while Joey's player steps away for a moment] [Sammy] Sorry for making you guys deal with Alive!Sammy; Ghost!Sammy genuinely doesn't know how to argue for this. [Sammy] It's like, yeah I dunno! Sounds like a raw deal! [Henry] Henry also doesn't know how to argue for this, it's like, Hey! Do you want a whole bunch of awful, horrible, terrible memories? ....No? Oh. [Sammy] CANT IMAGINE WHY!! [Sammy] Like, please? I'd like my body back? ...it's your body, we'd be sharing it-- but not like this situation, uh, [Henry] Just please, take... I have... take Sammy back. [Sammy] Could you take this off of my hands, I'm really tired of dealing with it, [Henry] I love 'im. But I need a break. Please come take your lost.... self. [GM] Your wayward self. [Henry] Who's this sassy lost child. [Joey] *re-entering chat* Ah, we're talking about Sammy. [Sammy] OH MY GOSH.

[Henry] I ROLLED A ONE HUNDRED! [Sammy] Henry is VERY tired and distracted. [GM] Henry's sketching again. He was left unattended for a bit and he's sketching again. [Henry] Yup, [Sammy] *sputters* HE CAN'T BE LEFT UNATTENDED, WE'RE BOTH HERE [Joey] HE LITERALLY CAN'T!! [Sammy] THAT'S THE WHOLE PROBLEM!! SAMMY WOULD LOVE TO LEAVE HENRY UNATTENDED!!!

[Sammy] Is the voice familiar? [Joey] Is it the Lurker's? [GM] A bit...? [Henry] A bit familiar or a bit like the Lurker's? [GM] ...Yes.

[ghost!Sammy] Joey, what do you think it was? [ghost!Joey] I think it has something to do with our situation, and perhaps the fact that-- [ghost!Sammy] "OUR SITUATION" doesn't really clear anything up, that could be a LOT of things right now!

[Sammy] Sammy doesn't want to be back in the actual time we belong in! He's dead in that one!

[Sammy] I guess it's also Alive!Sammy's turn. I don't, uh, [Sammy] ...there's too many Sammys, [Joey] (Alive!Sammy just goes WHAT THE FUCK) [Sammy] Yeah, I don't think he's prepared, when he turns the corner, to find cultists with swords, and Henry immediately drawing a gun and screaming at them; I don't think he's prepared for any of this, or has a game plan for what to do in case this happens, other than just, yelling, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” [GM] at Henry, or the cultists? [Sammy] ....BOTH????

[Joey] Does Joey know of any way to interrupt magic? [GM] Injuring someone is a good, classic way to do that.

[GM] So, you can do an attack, whether it's with the gun or with your fists! [Sammy] *flipping through character sheet* I mean, I feel like I'm probably not just shooting him, I-- wHEN DID YOU ADD "DUSTPAN" TO MY WEAPONS???

[Sammy] The idea of Joey just continuously accidentally killing people is REALLY funny to me.

[Sammy] This is going MUCH better than the last time that we fought anybody! [Joey] Apparently Joey just needs to be really angry, and then my dice are like, “yeah, you can kill people.”

[GM] *flipping through the rules* Here we go, "Disrupted spellcasting, for example, if they are shot!" Well, okay then-- [GM] ......ohhh. [Sammy] Uh, [Henry] "Oh?" [GM] HM! ........ let me get a d8. [Henry] Concern...???? [Sammy] It's probably fine. It's... it's probably fine. [GM] ........ [GM] Uh..... huh. Well. That's an 8. [Sammy] On the d8. [GM] Yyyeah,..... you disrupted his, casting,,, it's not a serious spell so most of this stuff is not extreme, but I rolled an 8, and that says, [GM] "A mythos monster is accidentally summoned." [Sammy] WHAT?? [Henry] WHAT??? [Sammy] WHAT???? [Joey] *dying of laughter in the background* [Sammy] I DIDN'T KNOW THAT WAS AN OPTION??? OKAY!!! [GM] I didn't think it was, at this level of spell!! [Sammy] Remember when I said that this was going well? I NEED TO STOP SAYING THINGS.

[Joey] How is Sammy putting on the mask? [Sammy] With his.... hands...? [Joey] No, like, how is it laying on his head, [Sammy] OH.

[Joey] Ghost!Joey would like to turn it so it's like, in the middle of his head. But like, on forehead, so that they can still see. [Henry] (A fancy visor!) [Sammy] (...you can still see if it’s on the side...) [Joey] (Joey would really like it if we, put it in the middle.) [Sammy] (...I FORGOT YOU HAVE A SYMMETRY THING)

[GM] You felt, when Sammy and the cult leader were both giving the Lurker commands, that there was a kind of tug-of-war going on there, and it seems like the cult leader won that round. [Henry] Wait, we can give the Lurker commands? [Joey] We're allies. [Sammy] Yeah, we're the host. [Henry] Oh, um, [Sammy] Sammy asked it for help! It didn't, uh... this is how things always go for Sammy, so, I feel like this is correct.

[Sammy] (...Henry pulls out a gun, someone tries to grab him and he just bashes that person over the head, Joey tries to help by shooting this cult leader to stop him from casting a spell, and this horrible weird bendy monster is unleashed, Henry IMMEDIATELY kneels to this creature, and it starts listening to him, and he grabs the amulet and starts directing it to murder people after pulling the mask down over his face, so, yeah!! I can see that being pRETTY UNSETTLING actually!!)

[Joey] And I've already accidentally summoned a demon, somehow! [GM] This is just how Joey rolls, he just aCCIDENTALLY SUMMONS DEMONS, apparently! Even when OTHER PEOPLE are casting spells, Joey finds a way to accidentally summon a demon!

[Sammy] We do need those; those ARE our bodies running away,

[Lurker, when asked if he can shapeshift] It depends on the host! I didn't do this. It's pretty awesome, though! I feel like this is actually something that was designed to be this way, for the first time I can remember! Deliberate, you know what I mean? [Henry] “Yeah!” Henry says, not knowing what he means.

[Sammy] We're very focused on getting out of here. [Henry] We're channeling Wally Franks! [Sammy] NO! Don't channel Wally Franks! He didn't get outta there he just YELLED ABOUT IT, which is what WE'RE DOING RIGHT NOW!! LET'S ACTUALLY GET OUTTA HERE!

[GM] You guys go around a corner that at least obscures you from immediate sight, though it's good the Lurker is as, uh...... [GM] ........ [GM] ........ [GM] ...uh, for lack of a better word, bendy as he is, [players explode with laughter] [GM] I TRIED, I couldn't think of anything else! [Sammy] NO I SAW THE GEARS TURNING IN YOUR HEAD

[GM] You have a small Bendy. [GM] He's blinking. [Henry] Henry is.... is having, a moment,

[Sammy] We're honoured you're joining us, but we really should get moving?

[Henry] Just let him ride on his shoulders like a kid, that'd be adorable! [Henry] Henry's having SO many emotions right now. He wants to be respectful, but also, oh my god, that's so cute?? and also my OC???? Oh my god??????

[GM] I don't think the Lurker is familiar with the concept of piggyback rides. I mean if he's asked I'm sure he's down for whatever, but, [Henry] Henry's gonna ask the Lurker if he wants to climb on his shoulders and ride. [GM] The Lurker thinks this is a FANTASTIC idea, because nobody has ever carried the Lurker around before!

[Alive!Sammy] Sammy's very pale. [Alive!Joey] You have a... Bendy now, Henry...? [Henry] Uh, kinda! This is the Lurker. [Alive!Joey] “The Lurker”? [Henry] The giant monster? He's... small now, so he's not a giant monster.

[Alive!Sammy] Henry WHAT is going on? Or, whoever you are right now, [Henry] It is me; look, I've been letting the others talk because I have no idea what's going on. I don't know... I just want to get everyone out of here alive. [GM] (What a Henry thing to say) [Alive!Sammy] *snarking* Well, we're alive SO far! Maybe don't run at people with swords, in the future? Might help with that. [Henry] That was Sammy. That wasn't me. [Joey] (*laughing* "By the way, that thing you were lecturing me about? That wasn't me, THAT WAS YOU!")

[GM] The Lurker settles down when it is clear that the hug is not a threat.

[Henry] (I AM LOSING IT! I hope you know what you've done to me!) [GM] (I was not expecting this either but here we are!!) [Henry] (Maybe it was my idea. I can't believe I've done this.)

[Joey] Alive!Joey at some point shows Bendy how to hold the pencil. [GM] He says "Oh, hey, neat!" and has an easier time. [Henry] Oh my god, cute? [Sammy] (*losing it in the background*) [Joey] I was just thinking that if he's sitting next to Henry, and he watches the Lurker fumble with the pencil enough, he's going to just, reach up and-- [Sammy] (I LOST NINE SANITY TO THIS ASSHOLE!!!) [Henry] (But he's so cute!) [Joey] (Well now he's cute, maybe you get some sanity back!) [Henry] (Like petting a cat! You get sanity back from petting the Bendy.) [Sammy] (Yes, he is adorable, I will serve him faithfully.)

[GM] Make a navigate check. [Joey] *rolls terribly* Joey doesn't know where the fuck we're going. [Henry] I missed the navigate check too. [Sammy] Ohhhh boy, we better not get lost... [Joey] Sammy, do you remember where we're going? [Sammy] Oh, don't ask Sammy. Don't ask either Sammy. [Sammy] Alive!Sammy will eventually ask "You DO know where we're going, right?" [GM] You guys..... uh, get lost! Well, let me check one thing. [GM] *rolls* [GM] ... THE LURKER, APPARENTLY, CAN GET YOU BACK TO WHERE HE APPEARED,

[GM] What a useful pocket demon. [Henry] I love our pocket demon. [Joey] I love our son... [Sammy] Joey, [Joey] Firstborn... [Henry] Adopted from a cult! [Joey] We went to Haiti and adopted a son. [Sammy] Sammy's role as third wheel here is getting weirder and weirder.

[Sammy] I can't believe Binoculars is a Bendy fan.

[Joey] (Meanwhile, Ghost!Joey remembers something? There is an inscription on the floor between the laundry room, and Josephine's room, that does not allow the passage of evil spirits. I... don't think the Lurker is going to make it past that.) [Henry] (Ohhhhhhhhh) [Sammy] (Hmm. Also... BRINGING THE LURKER in to see Josephine feels, hostile???) [Henry] (OH... I didn't think about that; he's just my kid now!)

[Joey] (I have literally no idea for Joey.) [Sammy] (Gosh, what a thing to ask... I just have to appreciate, what a thing to ask a Type Three -- "Okay, what's YOU?") [Joey] (Joey looks down at the mask, feeling all of his inner masks,,,) [Sammy] ("I'M COMPOSED OF THINGS THAT MAKE OTHER PEOPLE THINK IM SUCCESSFUL,,,")

[Ghost!Sammy] After you. [Ghost!Joey] Actually, I would feel more comfortable if you went first, [Ghost!Sammy] ...Fine. Fantastic. [Joey] (This is-- I don't know if Sammy can feel it, but this is definitely out of, still thinking about the slight guilt that ran through him when Sammy was blaming EVERYTHING on him, and telling him to keep them out of this,) [Sammy] (I mean, Sammy just thinks this is risky and wanted Joey to be the guinea pig, so, that's nice that you were thinking of him!)

[Sammy] A quick kiss won't be enough time for Sammy to like, stop bluescreening in time to react to this? So, um, uh, he- he just, uh, needs, uh, a- a minute, but he, will be, blushing furiously. I think that's the only reaction! [Joey] Perfect~ [GM] The spirit lady probably flashes him a thumbs up. [Joey] *laughing* Sammy DIES. We did all of this to get him alive again, and he just DIES. [Sammy] SLAIN INSTANTLY.

#call of cthulu: haunted hijinx #when in doubt just keep drawing #sammy lawrence #joey drew #Henry Stein #I get way too much of a kick out of non-henry Henrys #i wanna draw so many of these convos but like ITS ALL JUST ONE GUY #TALKING TO HIMSELF

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baconsoupforthesoul · 5 years ago

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The Ink Demonth - Day 4 - Denial

The Devil’s Despair

A/N: A heart wrenching piece for the lovely @doberart‘s Rise of Bendy AU. I’ve missed this wonderful sci-fi au and I always love me some angst, so I hope you all brought some tissues.

“No…”

Bendy can feel his whole body freeze, his pie-cut eyes wide as he listened to Joey. He can hear the words coming out of the man’s mouth but… it sounded muffled almost. As if the things he was saying were just so… so wrong that his mind couldn’t even process them. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Boris’s stunned face and he can hear Alice’s gasp.

“But… but…” Boris’s voice quivered, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “But Linda… she was here just a few weeks ago! She even read us a letter he sent her! He can’t be… gone... just like that…”

“This can’t be happening…” Alice whimpered, her voice barely audible as she placed her hands over her mouth. “Henry can’t be… he can’t be…”

“I know it hurts to hear,” Joey told them, his eyes downcast as he looked at the three toons solemnly. “I’m… still coming to terms with it myself.” The studio head ran a hand through his hair as he sighed. “Henry… he knew the risks going into it. With war… not everyone makes it back home at the end of-”

“No!” Bendy’s shouted, his confusion turning into anger. Boris and Alice both gasped at Bendy’s sudden outburst as the little toon’s fists shook with rage. “There’s… there’s no way that’s true! Henry can’t be… he can’t be…”

"Bendy," Joey turned his gaze to the distraught toon. "I know it's difficult to accept… but Henry is-"

“NO!” Bendy yelled, cutting Joey off as he backed away from him. “No, no, nonoNO!” He cried, placing his hands over his ears like a petulant child.

“B-bendy,” Boris’s ears drooped as he reached out a hand for his friend but the little devil batted it away.

“Bendy,” Joey took a step closer, his voice quiet but firm. “I know this is difficult to accept, but Henry is-”

“DON’T SAY IT!” Bendy screamed. “Don’t you even say it! It’s… it’s not true! There’s no way that’s true!”

“Oh Bendy,” Alice took a step closer, her eyes welling up with tears. “I… I know you’re upset… but please… don’t yell at Joey… it’s not his fault.”

“She’s right,” Joey agreed, stepping closer to Bendy. “I know this is devastating news but there’s no need to throw a tantrum, Bendy.” Joey’s eyes turned stern as he looked down at the smaller toon. “What would Henry say if he could see you now?”

“SHUT UP!” Bendy roared, stomping his foot as he glared up at Joey. “JUST SHUT UP! I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY! HENRY ISN’T DEAD, SO STOP LYING TO ME!” The devil points an accusing finger at Joey. Boris and Alice looked on helplessly as Joey narrowed his eyes at Bendy.

“I wouldn’t lie to you, Bendy” Joey crossed his arms, his voice rigid. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be. No matter how much you wish it, no matter how much all of us want it to be so, Henry is dead. He’s gone, Bendy. And he’s never coming back.”

“NO!” Bendy screamed, feeling ink dripping off of him, sliding down his face and leaking from his eyes.

“Bendy, please, just listen to-” Alice tried to intervene but Bendy shook his head and backed away from them.

“Just shut up! Leave me alone!” He cried, feeling more tears streaming down his face. It felt like the floor had given out beneath him. Nothing made sense anymore and everything was wrong.

The devil toon let out a heart wrenching sob before he turned on his heels and ran off, paying no heed to the cries of his friends as he fled.

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It wasn’t true… it wasn’t true… it wasn’t true…

Bendy curled in on himself, little droplets of ink dripping down his face. He felt hollow like someone had scooped out his insides. And all that emptiness inside just left more room for the sorrow slowly pouring in.

After running away from Joey and his friends, he went to the place he’d always went to when he was feeling sad. But being alone in Henry’s office… almost seemed to make it worse. So he snuck up to hide in a nearby vent, away from prying eyes but as close as he could be to the man who created him.

The man he may never see again...

Bendy shook off the thought. There was no way that was true. Whether Joey was lying or just misinformed… there was no way Henry was gone. Bendy… he’d know if his creator was gone… wouldn’t he? The two of them shared such a deep connection, surely Bendy would feel it if Henry had passed on… right?

Bendy flinched as he heard the sound of the door opening below. He scooched further down the vent as he heard two pairs of footsteps enter Henry’s office.

“Bendy?” Boris called out, sounding worried. “Bendy, are you in here?”

“Bendy, we know you’re in here,” Alice huffed, placing her hands on her hips. “Come on Bendy, we just want to talk.”

The angel’s eyes scanned the room until she saw small drops of ink dripping down from the vent above her.

“Bendy,” Alice sighed as she approached the vent, Boris trailing behind her. “Bendy come out. We… we know you’re upset. We just want to talk though.”

The devil ignored his friend’s, moving a little further down the vent. He knew they meant well but… he just wanted to be alone right now. He didn’t want to talk about Henry being gone because he wasn’t. No matter what Joey said.

“Hey pal,” Boris called up to him, wringing his hands. “I… I know you’re hurting. Please… we just want to help you, buddy,” the wolf sniffed, wiping away a stray tear.

Boris’s forlorn voice almost made Bendy’s resolve crumble, but he refused to move. Instead, he curled up tighter, wrapping his arms around himself.

“Bendy,” Alice frowned, her voice soft, sympathetic. “We’re here for you, Bendy. You don’t have to suffer alone. Please come out. We’re not mad at you, we just want to help.”

Bendy gritted his teeth as his whole body tensed up. Deep down, he knew Alice meant what she said. They just wanted to help, they just wanted to be there for him. But he didn’t want them right now. He just wanted…

“Just… just go away!” Bendy cried out, angrily wiping the tears from his face. “Leave me alone!”

Alice gasped at his outburst, holding a hand against her chest.

“But… Bendy…” Boris whined, his tail lowered as his friend shouted down at them.

“Why you little,” Alice muttered under her breath, her cheeks puffed out in anger. “You’re not the only one who cared about Henry, you know!” The angel yelled back, her fists clenched at her sides.

“Alice,” Boris tried to step in but Alice was having none of it.

“So you don’t have the right to go off acting like this, you hear!” Alice cried as she hit the wall underneath the vent. “You don’t think me and Boris aren’t heartbroken over this? Knowing that… that he isn’t coming back… that he can’t go home to Linda… that we’ll never get to see him again…” Alice’s voice hitched, her voice lowering as her shouting turned into sobbing. Boris felt his own eyes well up with tears as he watched the angel break down. He wrapped his arms around Alice as she wept, feeling her shoulder’s shake with every sob.

Bendy sat there, frozen as he listened to his friend’s cries. He should go down there, comfort her like Boris was, apologize for ignoring them. But as awful as he felt inside for making Alice so upset, he couldn’t bring himself to move. He knew he was being childish… selfish even… but he just couldn’t do it.

“Come on, Alice,” Boris said softly, patting the angel on the back. “Let’s leave Bendy alone for a bit. I think… he just needs time to process it.”

“Yeah… okay…” Alice murmured, wiping a stray tear from her face as she and Boris slowly made their way out.

Bendy sighed as he heard the door shut. Gosh… what was he doing? Ignoring his friends when they were crying?

He couldn’t go down there though. Talking to them about it meant… accepting that it was real. And he couldn’t… he couldn’t accept that.

He gazed down at Henry’s office below him. There were still a few scattered papers on his desk, scribbles and doodles left behind by the closest thing Bendy would ever have to a father.

Bendy remembered seeing Henry hunched over that desk, walking in as Henry turned to him with the biggest grin on his face, excited to show him what he had been working on. He remembered pulling the man away from his work, urging him to play just one round of tag or hide and go seek. He remembered tackling Henry as soon as he walked in the door, riding on his shoulders with his head on top of Henry’s. He remembered that one night Henry had carried him off to bed when he had somehow fallen asleep in his office. The man who cared for his creations so much, who was always there when you needed him.

Henry couldn’t just be… gone.

Bendy let out a small little sob as he wrapped his arms around himself, trying to imagine it was Henry holding him instead.

It wasn’t true… it wasn’t true… it wasn’t true…

Was it…?

#ink demonth #the ink demonth #bendy and the ink machine #batim #henry stein #henry batim #bendy #bendy batim #alice angel #boris #boris the wolf #joey drew #rise of bendy #rise of bendy au #spacy writes

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illustrationismyhaven · 9 days ago

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Ngl am I the only one who found 414 kind of underwhelming

#I mean it's cool we got merch I guess but I was hoping for more #Lore related stuff #Idk #Just kind of eh about it #doodles rants #Doodle screams about bendy #bendy and the dark revival #bendy and the ink machine #Batim #Batdr

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doodle17 · 2 years ago

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Gonna go on a wee rant about how I would do the Ink demons design in batdr

And no I won't shut up about it because I like his old design and I'm still salty about the new one

I have drawings I might post later, but I would totally keep his teased design. Give him that intimidating smile with creepy teeth. He needs some big ol choppers. Could you imagine whenever he moves his head or opens and closes his mouth there's just a clacking noise? That'd be so fucking cool. BUT I don't think he shoukd move his mouth to talk. Mostly because I think he can only speak to people through the Ink and not like- actually speak with his mouth. He can only scream n' shit

I also think he should be totally ripped, while still being skinny. You know what I'm talking about, give him sick ass biceps but a slutty waist oh hell yeah that's peak character design right there. He can keep the goat legs I GUESS but only a little bit. He should still have a more human design imo because the animal look doesn't make sense tbh. I get that's he's the Ink "demon" but he isn't an actual demon from he'll, y'know? He also needs his limp back because it's iconic to ME

Not really a character design choice but my God MAKE HIM HAVE CHASES. I want him to show up whenever and just chase you around like chapter 3 (which is the best chapter I will fight you) and isn't on a timer. Where's the fun in that?

Anyways hope you enjoyed another late night doodle rant about ink bendy

Ive just been on a bendy binge today and I always get a bendy feeling near Halloween so :)

But yeah this isn't new to any of my followers, but if anyone new is reading this, hello! I'm doodle and I'm a big lover who cares to much about a dumb characters design

#doodles rants #batim #bendy #batdr #bendy and the dark revival #bendy and the ink machine #ink bendy #ink demon

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sweet-or-sarcastic · 6 years ago

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More discovered Trash/Treasure

Here’s something I published on my Fanfiction account when I was a freshman in high school.

It was unusual. The mad scientist wasn't picking up his calls.

Ever since the invasion and the defeat of the Lowardians, Ron and Drakken (who he sometimes would call Dr.D) started to get to know each other better. The two discovered that they had quite a lot in common from liking the same TV shows to having similar stories about being bullied in school. Ron couldn't deny, he and Drakken were starting to become…friends. They even dedicated every Saturday as "Guysday".

That's what worried him, Drakken wasn't to be seen. The two agreed to meet at the Cow and Chow near the destroyed Bueno Nacho. Ron hated giving his money to the competing food-chain of his favorite restaurant, but it was the only place to get fast-food while Bueno Nacho was being rebuilt. However, it was a half-hour since the suggested meeting time, and Drakken was a no-show.

"Where could he be?" the teen thought to himself.

Ron looked at his phone, only to see junk mail and a missed call from an unrecognizable number. He decided to call for some help.

"Hey Wade, do you mind doing me a favor?"

The young genius was sitting in his room at his usual computer Even though Wade's been going outside a lot throughout the year, there are still some days to stay inside a go back to his roots. "Sure Ron, what do you need?" He asked, taking a drink from his soda.

"I know this is probably weird, but can you track down Drakken's phone?"

Wade looked at Ron with both confusion and interest. "Why would you need it? Last time I checked, hasn't been causing problems since his award ceremony"

Ron took a deep breath. "I know it's just…he was supposed to meet me for lunch but he hasn't shown up. I'm not going to lie, I'm a little worried,"

Wade couldn't believe what he was hearing. Sure Drakken had turned a new leaf, but he didn't expect Ron and him to become best buddies. "Well, since it couldn't hurt, let me just find his number and get some coordinates. This should only take a few moments"

"Cool. Thanks, Wade!"

As Wade went to work searching for an address, Ron looked around the restaurant thinking to himself about the disgust that is, Cow and Chow, each thought getting louder in his mind.

"How can people even eat here anyway, they don't even have bendy straws! What does this "Double Meatum" have that the Naco doesn't? Why does Bueno Nacho get all the damage but this [place still stand? I swear if I was able to…"

"RON!" Wade shouted getting annoyed that his friend dazed out on him.

"What?! Oh sorry, did you find something?" Ron apologized, running his hand through his hair.

"The phone is at 1773 Parker Street,"

Of course, it's at his house. "Why didn't I think of that" Ron thought. "Sorry if I wasted your time Wade, thanks away!"

"No problem, glad I could help"

Ron got off the phone and walked out of the restaurant. He then got his scooter and began to drive to the house of his ex-archenemy.

After accidentally going through a couple red lights and almost hitting an elder pedestrian, Ron parked in the driveway. The house, while very large, was also quite suburban. Since he saved the world and got respect from it in return, the mad scientist discovered no reason to be evil. Therefore, no reason to have an evil lair. However, what was strange was that his assistant and infamous thief, Shego, was still living with him. Everyone found it odd because the two weren't working together anymore (at least not to take over the world) and that the two weren't in a relationship. Ron was always trying to convince Drakken to make a move on the green woman, but he was too afraid of the pain rejection that would come.

As Ron walked up to the door, he couldn't help but hear muffles and other noises as he got closer to the door.

"What is going on in there?"

A few minutes later, the noises stopped and Ron decided to knock on the door.

It wasn't until almost 5 minutes and several hard knocks on the door later that the door slowly opened, and out came the blue man himself, only looking disheveled and tired.

Standing in front of Ron was the mad man himself, only in his boxers, hair messy and out of its usual band. The bags under his eyes were darker than usual but his body had somewhat of a glow. The man put his hand above his eyes, trying to keep them out of the summer sun. It was obvious that Drakken had either just woke up or never left his bedroom. "Stoppable, what are you doing here?" the mad doctor asked, scratching his head in confusion.

'You didn't show up at Cow and Chow, I thought something may have happened man."

Drakken looked at Ron for a moment, grateful but also weird out by his concern, and still confused by his unannounced visit. But then it hit him.

"Oh, doodles is today Saturday? I'm sorry, maybe we can go tomorrow," Drakken almost closed the door but Ron halted it with his foot.

"Why? Just put on some clothes and let's go!" Ron said excitedly

"I'm afraid right now is not a good time…I'm sort of in the middle of something" Drakken replied with his face becoming the color of embarrassment and sweat forming on his brow.

"Come on Dr.D what could be so important that you're in boxers, let's go" Ron cried, now pulling Drakken's arm, trying to get him outside.

"Ron I told you, I can't go! Please, just…"

"Drewsky!"

Both men stopped as a new voice entered. The voice sounded familiar but also held a sweetness and seductiveness that made it unfamiliar. Ron couldn't help but snicker as he realized why his friend "forgot" to meet him at the restaurant.

"So, you have a friend over? Wow, I never thought I would see the day."

Drakken's face was now a dark shade of blue and it took several moments to gain the confidence to respond. "Well yes, she's a friend of mine and you can see why I can't go out today"

"No problem, it's cool. What about Shego? Don't you think she'll be peeved that you have another girl over?"

Drakken tried but unsuccessfully made a smug smirk on his face and responded. "I don't think she'll mind."

It was at that moment that two arms slid up and circled the mad doctor's bare stomach. A head full of black hair then popped out and nestled between Drakken's neck and shoulder. Embracing was none other than his loyal and snarky partner, Shego, in what seemed to be the top of one of Drakken's pajama tops…and nothing else

"Wouldn't mind what?" Shego asked as she rubbed against Drakken, her hair giving his neck little tickles. She soon began placing kisses in the place her head was, making Drakken's knees start to tremble.

Ron didn't know whether to scream, run away, or both. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He was friends with Drakken, sure, and he was glad that he finally made a move on Shego, but he couldn't help but want to grimace at the couple in front of him.

"Shego, dumpling, go back upstairs, I'll be there in a second," Drakken spoke as he tried to unwrap Shego's arms from his abdomen, though a part of him didn't want her to let go. Shego giggled and let go, amused with Drakken's inability to get her off of him.

"Okay, but don't take too long, you wouldn't want to keep me waiting would you?" Shego then left Drakken a lingering kiss on the cheek. Before leaving, she looked at Ron and said, "Sorry Stoppable, you don't mind me borrowing Dr.D this Saturday do you," with a tone of innocence that would never be associated with her.

Ron immediately shook his head at the woman

"Good"

The green woman then turned around and began walking up the stairs, her hips swaying in a way that made it even hard for Ron to look away. When the men heard the sound of the bedroom door closing, they both tried to avoid eye contact by pretending to stretch or aimlessly looking around. Ron decided to break the silence.

"So…"

"Yeah…"

"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" Ron asked putting his hands in his pockets and shrugging his shoulders high.

"Yes, tomorrow's fine" Drakken replied starting to close the door

"See you tomorrow!" Ron shouted as he walked away, waving his bye to his friend.

"Yeah, bye!" Drakken answered, fully closing the door.

As Ron walked back to his scooter, he began hearing the noises that he first heard when he arrived. Now that he thought about it, he realized what the noises were. Shuddering, the teen got on his scooter and rushed out of the driveway as soon as possible. As gross as it was, he was glad that the two ex-villains were finally together. Guess asking Wade for help wasn't such a waste of time.

I’m sure there are some mistakes here, but please be easy on 14-year-old Kiki.

#kim possible #drakken #shego #drakgo #fanfic #man my mind was going to some dirty places at a young age

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queenofcats17 · 6 years ago

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Father Knows Best

@bornoffireandwisdom asked for another story involving Bendy’s creation and eventual realization that Joey has been lying to him.

This version of Murray Hill belongs to @circus-craze

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When Bendy was created, his world was very small. It consisted of himself, his dad, and his dad’s friend Uncle Murray. Well, Joey wasn’t actually his dad, but he’d been the one to bring Bendy to life so Bendy called him ‘dad’. Bendy liked Joey a lot. Maybe even loved him. Joey had been the one to bring him to life, the one who told him stories of the one who’d truly created him, Henry. Bendy always loved hearing Joey’s stories about Henry. Henry sounded like such an amazing person, especially the way Joey talked about him.

“When can I meet Henry?” Bendy asked. Joey had been telling him another story about his and Henry’s childhood, which meant the little demon was curled up in Joey’s lap.

“Soon,” Joey said, patting Bendy between his horns.

“But that’s what you always say,” Bendy whined. “It feels like I’m never gonna meet him!” He flopped back, rolling around while still on Joey’s lap.

“You were only born a few months ago.” Joey laughed. “These things take time.” Bendy sighed loudly, flopping about even more.

“You’re adorable.” Joey tickled his stomach. Bendy squealed, curling up like a pillbug. Joey was the best. He was pretty much Bendy’s best friend. But that mostly because Bendy only really knew two people. Speaking of the other person he knew...

“Mr. Drew?” Murray poked his head into the room.

“Uncle Murray!” Bendy clambered off of Joey’s lap to run over to Murray. Murray’s whole body tensed as Bendy wrapped his arms around the man’s legs. Bendy had never understood why Murray reacted that way to being called ‘Uncle Murray’. He always seemed so uncomfortable.

“H-Hello, Bendy.” He smiled shakily.

“What is it, Mr. Hill?” Joey asked. “I was in the middle of something.” Murray glanced from Bendy to Joey, wringing his hands.

“Could I speak to you in the hallway, Mr. Drew?” He asked. Joey sighed heavily, getting up from the couch he’d shoved against the wall.

“Very well.” He paused by Bendy on his way out, kneeling down and patting Bendy’s head again. “Stay here until I get back, okay?”

“But I want to explore,” Bendy said, grabbing Joey’s hand to stop him from leaving. “I’m getting bored! I don’t even have any friends!”

“I’ll make you a friend soon, Bendy,” Joey assured him. “But it takes time.” He removed his hand from Bendy’s and followed Murray out, closing the door behind him. Bendy pouted, collapsing onto the couch.

“I’m bored!” He groaned, kicking his feet against the couch. Joey never let him go anywhere. Sure, Bendy had left this room before, but he was never allowed to go anywhere by himself. He always had to be with either Joey or Murray. Joey was fun and Murray let him play with his doctor tools sometimes, but it still got boring after a while. Not to mention, Murray always got really weird when he was around Bendy. Especially when Bendy started asking about the creatures he saw around the studio. Joey wouldn’t even tell him why he couldn’t be by himself.

“Don’t you trust me, Ben?” Joey always replied. “I have your best interests at heart.”

“I-I do trust you.” Bendy would say. “But-”

“Then take my word for it. I’m keeping you safe.” Joey always shut down any chance for argument. He would not allow Bendy to disagree with him. He told Bendy that the little demon would never survive without him. He needed Joey to keep him safe. Bendy knew Joey didn’t mean the cruel things he said sometimes. He loved Bendy. Right?

It was nearly half an hour before someone reentered the room. Bendy perked up, hoping it was Joey and that he’d finish his story. But it was only Murray.

“Where’s Joey?” Bendy asked, frowning.

“He’s...busy,” Murray said after a suspiciously long pause. “You’ll be spending some time with me for a little.”

“Aw. Okay.” Bendy’s shoulders slumped.

“It’ll be fun.” Murray smiled weakly.

“Yeah, okay.” Bendy sighed dejectedly, sliding off the couch.

Murray chewed on his lip as he watched Bendy skulk over to him. He couldn’t help but feel guilty whenever he was around the little demon. He didn’t deserve to be looked at with such trust and admiration. He didn’t deserve to be called “Uncle Murray”. Not after all he’d done, all he’d helped Joey do.

“Uncle Murray?”

“Hm?” He was jolted from his self-pity when Bendy tugged on the hem of his lab coat. The little demon had long since learned that Murray didn’t like it when he tried to hold his hand.

“What is it, Bendy?” He tried to put on a cheery face. It very clearly looked forced.

“Who are those people you keep in your room?” Bendy asked, head tilted innocently to the side. “I’ve seen Dad talking to them too. They’re all weird and goopy. Who are they?” Immediately, Murray stiffened. This wasn’t the first time Bendy had asked about the Searchers. He should have had a pre-prepared response by now. But he still panicked.

"Have I told you that we’re working on making Boris?” Murray hastily opened the door to his lab. “You won’t be alone for much longer, I promise.”

“Really?” Bendy perked up, eyes shining with wonder and hope.

“Really.” Murray relaxed a little, ushering Bendy in. “But I’m still having a little bit of trouble nailing down the right design for him. Do you want to give me something to work off of? No one knows Boris better than you.”

“Oh! Yeah!” Bendy nodded enthusiastically. “I can do that!”

“Well.” Murray handed him a piece of paper and a pencil. “Why don’t you draw me the best picture of Boris you can?”

Bendy kept nodding, sitting down and starting to doodle. His tongue stuck out the side of his mouth as he concentrated. Murray breathed an internal sigh of relief. That was one crisis averted, at least for the moment. But he knew it wouldn’t distract Bendy for too terribly long. Bendy was a curious creature, and much smarter than Joey gave him credit for. It would be impossible to keep him away from the horrors of the studio forever.

Sure enough, the first chance Bendy got, he snuck out to explore the studio. Murray and Joey had gone rushing off because of something that had happened, giving Bendy the opportunity to finally slip out. The little demon was giddy as he crept down the hallway, tail waving behind him. He was finally going to be able to see what was happening in the studio! However, his glee was short-lived. The studio he found was dark and decrepit, with an air of hopelessness and despair permeating the air. The messages written on the wall were hard to miss as well.

I don’t want to work here anymore.

The Creator lied to us.

He will set us free.

“What’s going on?” Bendy whispered, hugging himself. “Why’s everything so dead?” The studio had never looked like this when he’d walked through it with Joey or Murray.

As he ventured down a darkened corridor, he came face to face with one of the inky creatures he saw Joey talking to so often. It appeared from a puddle, looking only barely like a human. Well, the upper half of a human at least. Bendy screamed and scrambled back. At the sound of his scream, more started popping up from the puddles. They moaned and groaned, advancing on him, grasping at him with their skeletal hands. Bendy screamed even louder and ran. He ran until his legs couldn’t carry him anymore and he collapsed.

“What-What are those things?” He whimpered, curling up in a ball. He was in a flooded hallway underground now. It was probably actually something like a sewer. But Bendy didn’t care. He’d just wanted to get away. He laid there for a long time, sniffling and whimpering.

Then he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He looked up, only to find one of those creatures standing over him, watching him with its glowing yellow eyes. Once more, he screamed, scrambling away. The inky creature didn’t seem startled by his yelling, tilting its head curiously to the side. It looked like it was wearing a hat. No, it was wearing a hat.

“Who...Who are you?” Bendy asked once he managed to regain his composure.

“Ja...ck...” The creature replied. Unlike the others, it didn’t seem like it was going to hurt him. He didn’t seem like he was going to hurt him.

“Well, uh, it’s nice to meet you, Jack.” Bendy awkwardly stuck his hand out. Jack didn’t shake his hand, just smiled at him. At least, Bendy was pretty sure he was smiling. It was hard to tell, since Jack didn’t really have much in the way of facial features.

“So...What’re you doing down here?” Bendy asked. “Seems kinda dingy.”

“Sa...fe...” Jack said. “Home.”

“This is your home?”

Jack nodded enthusiastically. He seemed delighted to have someone else there to show his ‘home’ to. He dragged over to a little alcove with a desk and violin, pointing excitedly at everything. His speech capabilities were limited, but Bendy liked him anyway. He seemed nice.

“Can you play this thing?” Bendy asked, picking up the violin. “I’d think it’d be hard with your goopy hands.”

Jack made a so-so gesture. “Hard.”

“You think I could play?” Bendy wiggled his eyebrows, placing it under his chin. Jack looked at Bendy then looked at the violin. One would think it would be hard to make an incredulous look when one lacked distinct facial features, but Jack was certainly managing it.

“I could do it!” Bendy insisted, puffing out his chest. Jack’s expression grew even more incredulous.

“Ugh. Fine.” Bendy rolled his eyes, putting it down. “Party pooper.” He had to admit, he was having a lot of fun. He didn’t want to go back to Joey. Joey had been keeping something from him. He was sure of it now. Both Murray and Joey had been keeping things from him. These creatures, he was sure they had been people once. Jack had definitely been a person, judging from the tape on his desk.

“Hey, Jack?” Bendy sat down on the ledge of the alcove. “How did you get like that?” Jack stared quizzically at him.

“I mean, you used to be a person, right?” Bendy gestured to the tape. Jack nodded slowly.

“Do...n’t...know...” He said. “Fell...asl...eep...Then...this...”

“How’d the others get like this?” Bendy could hear his heart pounding in his nonexistent ears. He wasn’t going to like whatever the answer was. And yet, he felt like he already knew. Jack hesitated, starting to melt a little.

“Jo...ey...” He whispered. “Did...bad...thi...ngs...” Bendy stared down into the ink river below him.

“I’ll be back later.” He got up, smiling back at Jack. Jack waved weakly, watching as Bendy disappeared up the stairs. Bendy strode with purpose through the halls. His ‘dad’ had a lot of explaining to do.

#bendy and the ink machine #batim saudade au #fanfiction #bendy the dancing demon #joey drew #murray hill #jack fain #emotional abuse tw

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bo-bo-bean · 7 years ago

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Bendy's Punishment

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh I'm sorry!!!!" Bendy screamed, running away from Henry. Henry looked absolutely angry, fed up with Bendy's shenanigans. "Get back here!!" Henry shouted. "Joey!!" Bendy halted in front of Joey. "J-Joe! You gotta help me! I-I-" "What did you do this time...?" Joey sighed. Henry was the guy who would get angry or flustered or happy easily, but Joey was like a rock. "Whaaaaat? Nothing!" Bendy looked at Henry, who was right next to him, huffing and having his arms crossed. "Nothing!?" Henry hissed. "You messed me up while I was working!" "I-I didn't know you were scared of tarantulas!" "I now am!! You put it on my face!!" Bendy was about to shout back, but saw Joey put up a hand. "Bendy... is this true?" he asked. "... m-maybe...?" Bendy smiled his signature smile of 'I messed up.' "Bendy, I don't know how many times I have to tell you," Joey pinched the bridge of his nose. "Don't disturb the crew while they're working. We have a deadline, Bendy." "I know..." he sighed. "And do you also know how scared Henry can get?" "H-hey!" Bendy chuckled a little, but saw Joey's face. "... sorry..." "Don't apologize to me..." Joey tapped his foot. "H-how can I not be like this though...!?" Bendy changed his tone. "It's so boring around here! All I have to do is stand while people draw me! I mean, even Alice and Boris have jobs! Not me!" "Oh, we tried to give you jobs," Henry said. "Remember the script writing?" Bendy clearly remembered he would only draw doodles and scribbles on the page. "Fetching coffee and food?" He would get ink in the coffee and ink on everything else, sometimes snacking on the food. "Even clean up! The most easiest job!!" He would somehow make an even bigger mess. "We've tried giving you a job but-" "Henry," Joey looked at him. "You're going to get overheated." "No I'm not!!" he shouted, but then stopped. He closed his eyes and breathed in and out. "Good. As you for, Bendy," Joey looked down at the demon. "Clearly, I know you already feel bad, but you need a punishment." "N-no I don't," Bendy quickly put his hands up. "L-look, I'll never do it again! I swear!" "I know you won't." Joey took Henry's arm, them both whispering to each other. Bendy tried walking away, but Henry held onto his arm. Finally, they turned back to Bendy. "We've decided your punishment," Henry replied, hiding his smile the best he could. However, Bendy saw Joey was smiling, so it must be good for them, but bad for Bendy. Joey went to Bendy and lifted his arms up, Bendy squirming. "Wait! Hold on! Y-you're not going to hurt me, are you!?" "Oh heavens no," Joey shook his head. "Now Henry, before he begins to over think." Henry squeeze his fingers on Bendy's sides. "Aahahaha! T-tickling!? Gahahahaha!" "I know how much you loooove tickling!" Joey teased. "I hahahahahahate it!!" And that was the truth. Bendy hated tickling because it made him laugh without someone cracking a joke. "Aww, I think you love this!" Henry smiled, kneading his hips. "Otherwise, why would you be laughing?" "Yoohoohoohoou know whyhahahahahahaha!!" "No, I really don't," Henry grinned, showing his teeth. "Please, do enlighten me!" He danced his fingers up and down his sides, Bendy kicking his feet. "He keeps kicking his feet," Joey smiled. "Maybe he wants tickled there next?" "Dohohohohohon't you dahahahahahahare!!" "Oh I won't..." Henry chuckled. "Switch places?" Joey thought he would never ask. Henry took hold of Bendy's arms as Joey took off Bendy's shoes. Bendy tried to kick them out of his armlock, but he mistaken Joey's strength. "Wait!! No!! I'll never do it again, I swear!! Just don't tickle my feet!! Please!!" "Hmm... such fear you have," Joey snickered. "Maybe it would be best to not tickle his feet." Joey quickly scittered his finger nails on Bendy's soles and heels, Bendy screaming. "Aaaaaaa!! Aahahahahaha!! Waaaaahahahahait!! Aaahahahahahaha!!!" "Woah!!" Henry laughed. Bendy was squirming like a fish out of water. Henry almost had trouble trying to keep a grip on him. "Keep him still as best as you can, I haven't even gotten to his toes yet!" Joey then scratched in between and under Bendy's toes, but heard nothing and there was no struggle. He looked, seeing Bendy was stuck in silent laughter, limp. "I think you found a spot!" Henry laughed as if he were being tickled himself. They both dropped him carefully, Bendy wheezing and holding his sides, feet curled up. "Heh... learned your lesson?" Joey asked. "Y-yehehehes...!!" he giggled out. "I'm sorreeheehee...!" "I know you are," Joey said one last time before leaving with Henry.

#Bendy and the Ink Machine #batim #Bendy #Henry #Joey #Bendy lee #Henry ler #Joey ler

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ask-the-friendly-ink-demon · 7 years ago

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Inky Terrors Of The Past Chapter 1- Back To Hell

A.N: heya guys this is the official chapter of my au's story after an long. Whole while of thinking I just felt the need to rewrite this entire story but its not gonna be fully canon with the actual game itself. Without futher to do hope you all enjoy! ---- 30 years have passed ever since Henry had left his dream job. He was in his room looking a an picture of him with bendy on his first ever birthday he looked so happy in that "....." He sighed he really missed him his creation, he just wished he could of brought him Along "Jess would of liked ya bud.." He said to the picture. Just then Jessica came running in "hey there kiddo" Henry said to his daughter. "D-dad, I have an letter for y-you" he looked confuse "who in earth would sent me an letter" Jess muttered "you'll never guess.." Henry grabbed the letter and opened it while Jess walked upstairs about to look like she was gonna scream. "Dear Henry, its been an while since we worked on cartoons together, 30 years really slips away doesn't it? If your back in town come visit the old workshop. There's something I need to show you, your best pal, Joey Drew" The letter kept playing in Henry's head as he drove towards the studio he remembered how to get there even after 30 years. "What does Joey have to show me that's been belated for 30 years?" He talked to himself as he reached the studio he looked at it "been an long time since I was here" he said as he parked and got out of his car. He opened the door to the studio and entered it. "Alright Joey I'm here, let's see what you wanted to show me" he said as he walked. An lot has changed in the studio. For one there was no one around it almost looked abandoned, he saw the projecter on "heh this thing still works?" He said as he waved his hand slightly on the lighten of the camera smiling slightly. He explored around in the studio as he saw how much has changed. He looked at the board of ink pressure. "Wow looks like Joey really was ruined without me to help" he muttered to himself as he jumped over an pipe and saw an balcony with chains. He walked over and saw that there was an generator and a machine. He rubbed the back of his head confused "alright so how do I get this thing to work?" He said as he looked to see the power box was missing two boxes he grabbed one and found the other in a box and placed it in the slot and turned on the lift "this lift could use an few drys, let's see what's your hiding down there, old friend" he said to himself as he saw the ink machine being rose up "so this thing is still standing even after all this time?" he said as he inspected the makeover it received "huh gotta say joey must of done some improvements with it.." he figured how he should turn it on than he remembered the flow ink room he walked out of the ink machine room and came across the gate that was closed before now opened. he was curious and walked through it "how much did joey change this place?" he said as he walked observing the oak wood red colored floorboards as this place sure got old when he last left he walked into one of the other rooms and saw the ink pressure was off and there were these six small pillar that looked like they each held something "hmm..." he looked at each picture "looks like those are the items i need" he said as he turned around to go look for them when he suddenly got jumpscared by the cutout he gasped before breathing "who put this here?!" he said as he looked around before shaking his head "scaring me with your cutouts this time kid?" he said to the cutout who did not response as henry rolled his eyes and kept walking. soon enough he found the gear, the music disc, the doll, the book. He just needed to find the wrench and the inkwell. He looked for the wrench first but came as shocked from seeing the strapped corpse of Boris the wolf "oh god... Joey what were you doing?" He said to himself as he looked at the message of "who's laughing now?" He saw many other messages before he got to the room like "dreams come true" Henry stared with an sad look on Boris's corpse "how long has he been dead...?" He wondered to himself as he saw the tool box he opened it and was left now guilty. There was an bone in there now he was mad did they lure Boris Into here he clenched his fists "I swear Joey you and I are gonna have an talk.." He said to himself as he sadly got the wrench out of boris's chest and had to cover his mouth when he saw ink starting sporting out of the wound. He started hearing whispers in the ink "this is getting weird" he said to himself as he walked away. Along the way he found one of the tapes showing Wally he had an smirk on even in all of this wally's catchphrase never cease to amaze him. He went back to the main room and saw something he did not noticed. The closest door that was closed has an stained unknown substance. He slowly opened the door and got jump scared by an corpse as it landed on the ground how long had the corpse been there he had no clue. He saw something stuck in the corpse's back he pulled it out it was an large sharp hunting knife with strange markings and words on it he felt like this was Joey's and putted the knife in his belt loop. after staring at the inked corpse henry then walked off and found his old desk but no inkwell “hey here’s my old desk, I wasted so much time on this chair” he said as he turned around and said an room that wasn’t there before “huh, that wasn’t there before” he said as he walked in “looks like joey knocked down an hole here, must of took an few people to replace me” he said as he looked around admiring the doodles and saw one certain doodle that kept changing it’s pose whenever henry looked away he smiled at one of them that had the little devil laying on the ground with his hands under his chin with an cheerful expression “how you doing buddy? miss me?” he said to the drawing while smiling slightly as he saw the inkwell “ah okay that’s all of them” he said as he did’int noticed ah figure moving slowly towards him. henry picked up the inkwell “alright, now ba-” before he could talk more he felt something slammed against the back of his head and henry’s vision darkened. it only took more than 20 minutes for him to wake up as he was still in the same room he goraned which he heard an startled reaction coming out of whoever hitted him he turned slowly and his eyes widen as did the figure he saw someone he never expected to see again but he couldn’t believe it. same dark hoodie, same blue jeans, same green gloves and the same face “b….bendy?” bendy stared eye wided he couldn’t believe it himself but he was looking at his creator he tried closing his eyes and opening them but he was still there same kind voice, same jeans same grey shirt and same green vest. he had an big smile on his face he was right he told alice that henry would come back one day and he was right! he finally did came back! his big happy smile then turned to an big frown as he dropped the mallet as huge inky tears dripped down sniffling “h-h-h…..hen–ry?” he said his voice cracking and breaking. henry smiled and opened his arms to which the little devil ran up to his creator and hug tackled him crying as henry hugged back as the little devil cried into his shoulders “i missed you so much henry…” henry shush him as he rubbed the little devil’s head “i know buddy… i’m here now alright? it’s gonna be alright” he said as bendy kept hugging him sobbing into his shoulders. it wasn't long before henry had to let go of the hug and got back up "henry... where are you going?" the little devil asked "well to put these back in those pestidals i guess" bendy's eyes widen "h-henry w-why would ya do that?" he asked him as henry turned around the corridor realizing the cutout is gone as he putted the offerings on where they need to be "because i need those in order to turn the mac-" bendy stopped him "woah woah woah! henry trust me you do not wanna turn on that damn machine!" bendy said grunting as henry noticed he needed to flow the ink not really paying attention "kid i seen weirder things than thist but believe me. why should i be afraid now?" bendy growled "henry trust me really, you. do. not. wanna. turn. on. that. machine!" henry kept walking and was jumpscared by another cutout "old man, your not scared of anything but your scared of one of those cutouts peeking out?!" henry glared at bendy "it surprised me!" henry stopped before sighing "sorry... did'int mean to push ya buttons hen.." bendy said now feeling guilty "no it's fine bud... but please do understand once i turn on the machine then we can talk all you want. alright?" bendy shook his head "no henry please listen there's a reason why the machine is turned of-" henry pressed the button to flow the ink and a pipe burst causing the room to be flooded. the two saw the projecter turned on by itself as they heard an whistling sound coming from every direction. when it ended henry grew concerned and walked out of the room quickly with bendy following. the two heard an clanking sound from the ceiling as it looked like someone was crawling above them. henry quickly pressed the button to the power as the room suddenly dimmed down. "okay... that should be it" bendy was still crossing his arms while muttering "don't say i did'int warn ya..." henry looked at him with an confused look "what was that?" bendy quickly shutted up "nothing!" Henry noticed ink sprouting out of the boris corpse as he looked midly disgusted by it as he walked off with bendy following "come on henry you gotta hear me out!" henry payed him no mind as he stepped over the pipe "henry please!" it was too late bendy knew as they saw the ink machine room now boarded up "what the..." he said as he walked closer and closer until he about an inch to the boards when suddenly something slapped him "H E N R Y" henry looked horrorfied as bendy helped him up and dragged him "what in the hell is that?!" henry yelled out "questions later! RUNNING NOW!" modern said as the two ran and ran as the ink demon roared and broke out of the boards and chased the two down. it wasn't long when he leaped foward slashing henry by the leg from behind as the animator fell. bendy looked in horror and quickly distracted the ink demon by slamming an chair. the ink demon hissed in annoyance and punched bendy hard in the stomach and threw him aside. it noticed henry trying to crawl away as it's unmoving grin grew wider as it grabbed henry by the leg and threw him at the pouring ink like wall barrier hearing an thud like crashing sound as henry was thrown to it and crashing onto crates. henry weakly pulled out the strange knife but he was thrown yet again out of the ink pouring wall as he hit the wall with an thud. the ink demon walked towards henry as it raised it's claws but then something slammed into the inky beast. it was bendy but he was different for one he was taller and ink was covering his face. he roared and kept clawing at the ink demon with his clawed hand as henry got up and slowly ran towards the door. the ink demon grabbed bendy and threw him at henry the two falling through an hole in the floor as the ink demon watched them fall from the upper floor to sammy's floor, he walked off taking the long way. Henry got up slowly while holding his side as the knife was foreceally stabbed into his stomach during the fall. he slowly got up while holding the wound as he slowly drained the ink well. suprised to see bendy still up and about but in a daze "H....HENRY?" he asked "y-yeah bud i’m still here" he said wincing "c-can you.... t-turn back?" he asked him as he nodded and reverted back to his toon form. after minutes of walking and draining the valves that made it to an clear room. henry cleaned again the wall with the "THE CREATOR LIED TO US" message as he bit down on an strange looking object that seem to be a gun as he pulled out the knife as he grunts in pain. bendy was now worried more "i-im alright buddy... j-just gotta.... take it slow" he said as he putted the object away and the knife back in his belt loop as he looked towards the axe and picked it up "this will come in handy" he said as he carefully made an path for him and bendy. when they arrived in a room suddenly the path behind them caves into the ink "h-henry!" bendy said as henry suddenly had an headache as he dropped the axe when he stepped onto the pentagram flashes of visions filled his mind as he couldn’t handle it as he passed out with bendy running to his aid in a hurry.

#finally this is done #i will fix any errors on it tomorrow #for now enjoy reading this #god i worked my butt off for this #now time to work on chapter 2 tomorrow #xD #also sorry but for some reason it won't show the tite cover drawing so sorry all #but you call can view it on my DA i'll be posting an link to it when i get the chance #my writing #inky terrors au #my batim au fanfiction #this is fixed now kinda

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omsrandom · 7 years ago

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In This Tunnel, There is but One Light {Full Fic}

Written for @ask-joeydrewstudios upon the reveal of the Death List for all of the known characters so far.

“I’m sorry…”

The world tuned out, the edges of his vision blurring and ears ringing as the doctor continued to talk. Two words, said in a tone filled with dread, it made him want to sit down and weep. He wanted to cry, because even though they had spent so long together, it felt like no time at all. He didn’t know what went wrong. It just seemed like a normal day…

The first had been Norman, who passed in his sleep. It had been coming for some time, after all. Ever since the Toons came to life, the elder had started to lag. He made fun of it, but they could all see it in his eyes.

The weeks following the news were somber, yes, but since it had been expected, not much had changed. Sometimes, when he passed the orchestra room, Henry could hear the man’s laugh, or orders to play a certain note. Sammy sometimes went to go argue with the new conductor, starting off with a yell of the old man’s name before stopping, a look of grief passing over his features before returning under his mask. Joey and Susie found that the music didn’t sing just quite as well as when Norman did it. The toons, perhaps, were hit worse.

There had been others leaving, if for children or weddings or other jobs, but never once for death. Alice had found a type of kinship with him, and often could be found holding his hat, which he had placed on her halo the day of his retirement party. Bendy and Boris, of course, were with her during this duration of grief.

Thomas went next due to smoking; lung cancer. It had been too late to tell, too late to properly prepare. It comes as a low blow, because everyone became very aware of the cigarette in Sammy’s mouth as they all stared at their former co-worker’s nurse. As before, grief settled across the studio, and as before, the Toons were the ones to suffer the most.

Joey went in front of all of them. Boris, Alice, Bendy, Henry, Dianne, Sammy, Susie, Wally. The Original gang, minus Norman. Each, he told them something; something that on any other day, would’ve lightened their hearts. Bendy was told that Joey was forever proud that his ‘first born’ had found a way to enjoy life, even in this type of imprisonment. Boris was told that no matter what, he was forever loved and always the best wolf-ink-son he could’ve asked for. Alice was his darling girl, a true angel amidst demonic rituals. It went this way through the humans, all the way up to Henry. “Take care of them,” Joey whispered. “Or I’ll haunt your…” he trailed off.

“Aw, c-c’mon,” Bendy sniffed, head curling into his Creator’s side. “A-A word wou-wouldn’t h-hurt.”

“Hush, Bendy,” Joey murmured. “You’re the owner, Henry. Please… Keep us…” he was gone before ‘going’ could pass his lips. Bendy wouldn’t let them near the body for a day, to which it took Alice, Boris and a group of ‘seekers’ to remove him from the room.

And for once, since the opening day, Joey Drew Studio fell silent. Silent it stayed for three weeks, the workers in too much shock to raise their voice beyond a whisper, which often sent the Toons into a fit. Wally, for all that he complained, couldn’t find it in him when he found the poor demon curled in a puddle, shaking uncontrollably as he rocked back and forth. Sammy, for all that he bitched, found that the little shit wasn’t actually as bad as he seems when he was in too much grief to do anything, which was… actually disheartening.

Slowly, things resumed to normal. Lives were lived, stories were made and told. Up until, of course, Death made its strike again.

Shawn, their toymaker, went of old age, leaving his wife and children behind. He had been working on an Alice Angel doll for the said Angel when he closed his eyes and just… never opened them again. Alice… well, somethings were best left unsaid.

They had more warning with Sammy, but it was still unexpected. Susie stuck with his side, all the way to the end. The twins, 22, helped all they could, but even so, some holes just couldn’t be filled. The music studio was in a dilemma. Sammy was rough around the edges, and not a generally nice guy, but everything just felt wrong when his son stepped up to the plate, looking frazzled and tired.

The studio was just… never the same.

Henry found Susie in her husband’s old office, sketches of happier times clutched in her hands. Offering his own, he knew his eyes reflected his own tears. “I’m sorry…”

The next time it happened, it was a rainy, cold day. As before, everything seemed, well, normal. She had woken up and went through her altered morning rituals, still not used to waking up to a half empty bed, right side cold and stiff from disuse. Eleven years had passed since her love said his final words, and a day didn’t go by where she didn’t think of him at least once.

Still, she went through the routine of applying her lipstick and straightening her hair up, she grabbed her purse and pulled on her peacoat before heading out the door. Grey fog and wet concrete met her sights as the gentle patter of rain fell. Pushing her collar up – fond memories came up as she did this, making her smile bittersweetly – she continued down the sidewalk, only a few blocks away when a terrible sound screeched through the air.

Something hit her side, sending her flying into the building. A sharp pain in her neck led her laying halfway in debris, staring at the grey clouds as the rain continued to fall, her world slowly fading out.

Three blocks away, the day in the Studio hiccuped. Stephen and Stanley were, of course, asked of their mother and her whereabouts, to which they responded a ‘don’t know’ until around 4:16, when Henry got a phone call from the police department, asking if Stephen and/or Stanley were there.

He would never forget the twins’s screams when it was revealed a very, very old coworker of theirs had been driving with no brake pads, over the speed limit in the rain, and hit and killed their mother just three blocks down.

Grant had been hospitalized, having apparently said the wrong thing at the wrong place. They expected him to be ok, for the most part.

No one expected the mafia getting involved. In a twisted sense a humor, it was funny to see Grant’s past come out, but in context? It broke Henry’s and Dianne’s hearts. They had trusted him so much, yet he didn’t return the favor? He must’ve known they would’ve helped, which is why, of course, he probably didn’t ask for any help.

The years shifted, employees left and joined, and for a while, everything was good, happy, even. Henry’s phone rang from beside him, startling him slightly from where he had been doodling a design Joey would’ve shot down instantly with one of those blasted sticky notes of his. Picking up the phone, he spoke. “Joey Drew Studio, can I help you?”

“Yes, is this Henry Batim?” A woman asked.

“Yes, can I help you?”

“It’s about a Wally Franks? It was requested that you and the studio would be notified when this happens.” Dread and apprehension filled him. “It’s to my condolences that I must inform you that as of today, Mr. Franks was found dead in his room.”

“I see…” he rasped out. “I’ll inform the others. Thank you ma’am.” Hanging up the phone, his arm brushed an old picture. Picking it up, he smiled at the scene they had managed to capture. Joey sitting in the center, Bendy, himself and Wall to the elder man’s left, Boris behind him and Alice, Susie and Sammy to his right. With a sigh, he stood and gently set the frame down. “Looks like it’s just… me…”

The year of 1990 was… unbearable

Dianne had been laughing at a joke Benjamen had told her while a cake was being baked in the oven. He had been on the phone, talking to Boris when a sudden shout of “MOM!” and when he turned, their eldest son was towering over her as she had a hand over her chest, over her heart. At first, he thought maybe she had laughed a little too hard, but her face turned pained, and her fingers dug into the borrowed sweater, and that’s when he knew.

The phone fell to the floor as he all but threw himself towards her armchair just as the first gasp came. “Honey? Honey?!” He could see Ben going to the phone, hanging up before sharply pulling it off the hook again, only receiving the dial up tone in return.

“Henry,” Dianne whimpered, green, pain filled eyes pleading. Pleading for him or for the pain to stop, he didn’t know because her next words were outdrowned by Benjamen’s screaming for help, that his mother was having a heart attack. When he was finished, Henry was left crying as her breaths grew more and more shallow.

By the time the ambulance was there, Dianne was already gone.

Perhaps… perhaps his fate was honestly the worst. He knew from day one there had been a very high chance that he’d outlive Norman and Joey. But Sammy? Susie? Wally? His precious Dianne? It made him want to cry. Oh, don’t get him wrong, the past eleven years had been a joy, even if the first year or so was numb. The Toons adored having someone living full-time with them again, but they could see it on him as the last few years begun to set it. He could tell, because Bendy was starting to act more distant, less like the prankster he was. Boris was clingy and almost never left his Creator’s side. Alice was over helpful, often taking papers even when he didn’t need help.

At first, it was a little endearing, but as the weeks passed, the feeling quickly fled when they tried to get him to stop drawing. He put a stop to that quickly, but he knew everyone would be watching him closely. “Stanley, Stephen, do you know why I called you in here?” He asked them one day when they were in his office, well aware of the toons’s eyes on him.

“Studio Business, right?” Stanley asked.

“Yes. Or, rather, Studio Succession. Joey Drew named me owner upon his passing, but for a while there, we all thought in some way we would have been left, well, leaderless. I don’t want to do that to these guys.”

“Uncle Henry?” Stephen questioned, face filled with concern. “Are you alright?”

“No, Stephen.” he sighed. “I’ve never been alright. I’m old, and tired. I know I don’t have much longer,” Boris burrowed his head into Henry’s side at this, making the old man smile slightly and pet him. “Which is why when I finally go, you two will be in charge. You grew up with the Toons, and both of you are doing so brilliant as department heads. It’s without a doubt you two can take over my place.”

“I… Henry, we…” Stanley shared a look with his twin and they went around the desk, hugging the man they considered to be an uncle. They broke at the same time, crying into his tweed jacket as Alice and Bendy also enveloped him into a hug. A hug none of them wanted to end.

Weeks passed, and on day, he walked into the studio, eyes narrowing at how quiet it seemed. “Joey?” He called out before frowning. Why did that seem wrong? There was pitterpatter and a black, faceless entity was in front of him.

“Bendy, get back here!” A familiar voice called. Joey Drew rounded the corner, and stopped behind the faceless blob. “Oh, hello there Henry.”

“Joey, what is that?” He found himself asking, unable to shake off the deja vu.

“It’s Bendy! I made him this weekend. Isn’t he lovely?” The old man asked, hands clasped and head tilted towards his creation.

“What do you mean yo-?” He cut himself off, looking around. “This is too familiar.”

“Hah, I was wondering when you’d point it out,” Joey chuckled, breaking character as well. “For lack of better words, you’re dead, and this is, well, Heaven.”

“But you sold your soul?”

“I did,” Joey confirmed. “But apparently that only takes place if I passed a line.” There was an awkward pause as the black body disappeared.

“Is… is everyone else…?”

“Oh, they’re about.” Joey answered, waving a hand around to motion to the studio, which looked exactly how it had been when Joey ran it. “I think you should go to your desk, however. There’s a present for you there.”

Frowning in confusion, Henry watched his old boss start to walk away before heading towards his old workstation, freezing at the sight that greeted him.

There Dianne sat, no more greys in her hair and laugh lines gone from her face. Her green eyes sparkled in both joy and grief as she threw herself at him, arms locking around his neck. Immediately, he buried his face into her neck and twirled her, stopping only just to start shaking and sobbing.

“I’m sorry.”

#in this tunnel there is but one light #ask-joeydrewstudios #henry batim #joey drew #sammy lawrence #susie campbell #norman polk #boris the wolf #bendy the dancing demon #alice angel #wally franks #dianne collins #stephen lawrence #stanley lawrence #angst #aaaallll the angst #did i kill the mun?#fanfic

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