#haha demons. like bendy. get it? anyway-

[magicicephoenix]

for the palette challenge: "#82: arsonist's lullaby" with Charley Barley and Edgar??

don’t you ever tame your demons, but always keep ‘em on a leash…

the butcher gang with #82 - arsonist’s lullaby

bonus version without them fading into darkness:

yes charley has no legs, i didn’t feel like drawing them :P

[askunington-andcompany]

WELCOME TO UNINGTON!

❝ You don't have to believe every single thought that tumbles through your head, just 'cause it sounds like you talking! Sometimes all you can do is say goodnight and tuck your demons into bed, 'cause they're not worth fighting! ❞ - TURN OUT THE LIGHTS, THE CRANE WIVES, 2016

Hi there! Or, as we say in Unington, howdy-doodle! Welcome to the corner of the net where you can find anything and everything to do with the town of Unington! This blog is run by 6 5 people, and we have 2 admins! So, without further ado, let's introduce our lovely little blog's showrunners, along with our admins!

KEL CLOVER ! - 17 | SHE/HER

Hi there! Name's Kel, but my friends call me Kelsey! If you want, you can too! But not Kelly. Never Kelly. I like cats, producing music, and my favorite food is a nice cup of coffee paired with a nice hot bun from The Suave Cafe (or Peggy's, as us locals call it :> )!

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YASHIRO NENE ! - 17 | SHE/HER

AAA HI EVERYONE !!! I'm Yashiro Nene, but you can call me Yash!! :D Some things abt me!! I like my friends (love you nerds >:] <3), strawberry rice cake, fishies, boys (ignore that, that was cringy :P ), romance novels, disney movies, the occult (somewhat, i'n not toooo into it, but it's fun!) annnnd thats it! I'm suuuper happy to be here! :]

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MITSUBA SOSUKE ! - 16 | HE/HIM

Hey, losers everyone. I'm Mitsuba, and no, you cannot call me Mitsu like my friends. It's Mitsuba. You hear me? Mit-su-ba. I'm the designated pink guy of the blog (NOT YOU YASH STOP TRYING TO STEAL MY COLOR ISTG IM ABOUT TO WWE GRAND SLAM YOU), and the 'group asshole'. I take that title with pride. Things I like...uh, my friends, begrudgingly, the buns + anything sweet from Peggy's, photography, oversized shit, and...yeah, thats it.

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KOU MINAMOTO ! - 16 | HE/HIM

Hi! I'm Kou!! My name's too short so I don't get a nickname rip 😞🙏‼️ (Technically they all call me ed sheeran because I'm GINGER but thats MEAN so don't call me that) I'm an exorcist (please do not ask me to prove this I suck ASS at it), and some things about me: I like baking, exorcising ghosts (WHEN I CAN DO IT IM SO BAD AT IT GUYS ITS HONESTLY UNFUNNY), taking care of the house and my friends and family (even if they call me a housewife, i still love you stinkers), and my friends! :]

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AMANE "HANAKO" YUGI ! - 17 | HE/HIM

Wsp! Hanako here, do NOT call me Amane, I will shove my foot. up your ass. You can call me Hana tho! That is allowed!! Nywho, things about me. I like donuts (ESP FROM THE SUAVE CAFE PEGGY IF UR READING THIS PLEASE STOP REJECTING MY APPLICATION I SWEAR I WONT STEAL ALL THE DONUTS AGAIN I SWEAR I SWEAR), the ladieeeees ;] (and men i swing both ways hmu ;]) [MOD EDIT: Nobody hit Hana up. Please. You'll give him an ego. ~ MOD M], ghosts n spooky shit like that, helping ppl out (yeah ik im "☝️🤓"), animals, my friends, and having fun! I'm a cool dude. I think. [MOD EDIT: Due to the other 4's request, I would like to state that no, Hana. You are not as cool as you think you are. ~ MOD M]

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MOD TEAM!

here, we would like to highlight our two amazing mods who're helping with the blog!

BENDY ! - "NOT TELLING!" | HE/HIM

Howdy! Name's Bendy! You probably know my face from your childhood, haha! Anyways, I'm a father of one, unhappily married, I like the arts, the burgers from Peggy's, and moneyyyyyy >:] That's all, folks!

my text will look like this! my mod edits will be signed off with '~ MOD B'!

MONIKA SALVATO ! - 37 | SHE/HER

Hi! I'm Monika, but you can call me 'Mon', if it's easier! I run a club with me and my four best friends (Sayori, Yuri, Natsuki, and MC! Love y'all :] ) called the literature club! It's fun. Anywho, I like coding, baking, piano, valentines day, and the color emerald green! (P.S. Thanks, Kel, for letting me use it :] ) I'm a mother, and a wife, sadly. I'm so happy to meet you all!

my text will look like this! my mod edits will be signed off with '~ MOD M'!

Whoo-wee! That was a lot of people! Welp, at least you got to meet us all! Well, we're all so excited to be here, and thank you for stopping by! See you all soon!

~ The Unington Crew

KAI DREW - IN LOVING MEMORY

Kai Drew was Unington's shining star, a singer, a daughter, a sister, and a friend to all. She was 17 years old, and a firecracker to boot. Nothing could keep her down.

Also, she's not dead.

She just left to go on tour in this town called Hatchetfield and we really miss her.

Girl

Come back girl we miss you :[

TAGGING SYSTEM:

#kelsey speaks - Kel's tag for posts! #yash's yaps - Yash's tag for posts! #mitsu contributes - Mitsu's tag for posts! #hana says shit - Hana's tag for posts! #kouposting - Kou's tag for posts! #mod b: back from the dead - Bendy's tag for posts! #mod m's quotes - Monika's tag for posts! #ask and ye shall receive - Tag for posts where asks get answered! the proper tags for which character is speaking will be added!

[jasperkitty15]

Hiiiii peeps- I've never really posted like at all- but anyways a bit about me!

My name is Jade but you can call me Jasperkitty15!

Reason for my username is, Jasper was actually my cat born on may 21 2015 sadly he got kitty aids in 2020 he had to get put down on July 3rd 2020 so that's why!

I'm a minor~

~My Main Interests~

So things I like are Lackadaisy cats, Creepypasta, Bendy and the dark revival/machine, warrior cats and the owl house!

My favorite owl house characters are Hunter and Luz! I have so much in common with Luz haha, my favorite Batdr character is the ink demon, original I know- and then from Lackadaisy I'd say Rocky! My favorite creepypasta characters are Ben drowned, ticci Toby, eyeless jack and Sally Williams! And for warriors, I'll say scourge, ravenpaw or maple shade!

I love cats, drawing(I draw too much), like Melanie Martinez, three days grace, lady Gaga, dove Cameron, all kinds of music! But hopefully I'll be posting soon! Hope we can all get along! :3

[bitchwholikesshitposting]

Heyo!!! pinned post time yippeeeee

(definitely do NOT check my #bitchart tag and reblog literally every single one of my drawings haha that would be terrrrible wowwww)

(Also DEFINITELY do not go follow @askthewheatleyverse and send me a million asks nooooo)

❗DISCLAIMER ❗

This intro might be changed and/or outdated at any point. I am a teenager and still figuring myself out. This is literally the identity crisis stage of life. Dont be alarmed if Im completely different tomorrow pls :)

My name is Bitch, and you can't stop me. :) (Alternate names include Gunnar, Demonic and Static)

I am a minor. I can interact with adults but like. don't. be a creep, the block and report button is there for a reason bud

NSFW accounts are unwelcome. get out pls :D

Bisexual and has a VERY fucked up gender. What's my gender? WHO KNOWS BITCH IT SURE IS IN EXISTANCE

I can draw. Sometimes. And also write. S. Sometimes not really

I like to like. Write up media analyses however you say it and reviews so watch out for those. I'm not like a professional critic or anything though. I just have a lot of thoughts about silly funne robors

I'll probably post a lot of stuff about my OCs, they'll be tagged and shit but watch out for THOSE absolute jumpscares. And also maybe interact and reblog anf gib your thoughts too because that'd be very encouraging and wowowo,,,

Wheatley not stupid truther. Have a. Lot of thoughts about that but I'm gonna keep them to myself so I don't get mauled

We're a system, I'm gonna be the main one posting on here but if there's ever anybody else we'll tag them!! :)

WE DO NOT ACCEPT CRINGE CULTURE HERE. FUCK YOU DRAWS FURRY ART DRAWS FURRY ART DRAWS FURRY ART

Pronoun list: He/It/They/Terror/Flame/Wheat/Burn/Bit/Gear/Vil/Claw/Cloud/Corrupt/Devil/Creature/Dae/Death/Fright, probably more. Use whatever you want i don't have prefs mostly

Interests list: Portal 2 (biggest interest, very important to me!!!), FNAF, The Sun And Moon Show, Bendy, Inscryption/The Hex/Pony Island, Spiderverse, Phoenix Wright (have only gotten through the first game so far, working on the second), TAWOG, Among us (i am aware of how funny that is), HLVRAI/RTVS, Team Fortress 2, Garten Of Banban (fuck the euphoric brothers), Adventure Time, Tattletail, and Billie Bust Up!

Weird brain things I have: Autism, ADHD, Anxiety, Depression, DID, RSD, Misophonia, the point is my brain said fuck you and gave me every disorder known to man. I might also have BPD, but I am not sure yet and need to look into it more.

Anyways come hang out with me if you feel like you're ready for the torment

(You can also check out my A03 here. They’re just for funsies and writing practice :) )

[ekholocationn]

ALRIGHT!!!! TIME FOR A FINAL DARK REVIVAL RAMBLE

long post & spoiler warning below the cut

HOOOH THAT WAS ALL SO COOL,,,,, i REALLY enjoyed the game but i do have my fair share of qualms. gonna start off with the positive stuff tho

overall, the voice acting, animation, and music/sound design were SO good!! not to mention the character models, i think i already brought this up but they were so freaking expressive and i was living for that

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT THAT SCENE WITH ALLISON AND ALICE??? very reminiscent to what happened in ink machine BUT they got the closure they needed,,,,,, that scene made me cry man heart been broke so many times

and then to immediately follow it up with this note from allison was like salt in the wound

honestly that scene was probably my favorite part of the chapter, if not the entire game tbh??? had to rewind and watch it again..... the fact that allison never harbored any resentment at all toward alice and even viewed her as a SISTER. just. agh. she only wished the best for her </3

i also really liked betty's character, she was sweet >w< and getting to see sammy briefly was nice

the ending was pretty good too, i had a feeling that it would end with audrey resetting everything and doing it over with the reel

however, i feel like there were still a lot of things left unanswered?? and i noticed a pattern of like.... mechanics and characters being introduced briefly and then moments later we move on from them. like, what's with carley? to put it in the words of a friend of mine, why does she feel like just a cheap jumpscare? you introduce this new character but never really expand upon her.

same with porter, heidi, and betty. i would have loved to know more about them!!!! sure porter shows up in the finale, but like, we don't see him for three chapters before then.

i also would have loved to see MORE of alice!! like, how did she break out of her cell? why pick AUDREY of all people to kidnap?

also, holy shit they did my boy sammy SO dirty and im a little mad tbh. like, you tease him with this note:

and it gets the player ready to see him out of his cell...... but he's only there for a brief moment on a catwalk before allison just??? shoots him down??? it feels like you took this unsettling lunatic character and just. turned him into a joke. a cheap 'LOL you remember this guy? yeah he's dead now'

wilson's final boss fight was cool but it felt. incredibly rushed in my opinion. and how did he have access to color in the first place? why on EARTH did audrey agree to fuse with the ink demon if he's been something she was trying to avoid for the ENTIRE game??? maybe the ink demon formed some sort of connection to her as little toon bendy, but.... i don't know. i have my qualms about the ink demon in dark revival but that's a ramble for another time

i can't really comment much on gameplay mechanics since i watched a playthrough and didn't play it myself haha

anyways this post is getting long as hell so im gonna cap it now before i ramble too much XD overall i love the game for what it is, and i'm definitely gonna be making some fanart when i have time. it was a lovely sequel to ink machine, and expanded on the world a lot... it just felt rushed at times i think, like they were trying to squeeze too much into too little

[moon-sparks-system]

Greetings Earthlings & aliens alike !

We are the Moon Sparks, live from our Moon-centric system ! Kinda confused ? New around here ? Here's a few things to know (if I don't get lost into rambling again...) !

✪ Who will use this account ?

Well, members of the Moon Sparks system ! We figured out it could be nice for the whole system to get a sideblog instead of making a blog for each member as not everyone is as chronically online as the host-host, me, Léa/Léo/Kevin (also going by "Moon" to a few members). I guess I'm going to be the main writer of the pinned, haha. I'm the main host and the core I guess (we're still new to proper system terminology haha). I type like this ❢ You may see me use "❢" instead of "!" and a few kaomojis with flowers too. I'm a boyflux ace panromantic lad from France. As for other members, it depends on who wants to use the account ❢ We're like, about 30 members big ? That's a lot of potential bloggers, don't you think ? A few other people can write an intro, if they wish to.

Xx HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY !!! >:D It's me, Exe !!! I talk like THIS !!! I'm apparently a co-host ?!! Didn't know keeping Léa awake was a system role LOL! XP Anyway I'm cool, I like chatting, feel free to hit me up to discuss stuff ! :D I do bite LOL, but I'm nice about it ! I have my own dedicated sideblog here ! Check it out, it's cool as fuck ! Uuuuugh I've already said a LOT on my own blog LOL, so check that instead. Oh and I'm not affiliated with Exetior, FNF or whatever. Just call me "Exe" or "X" and we'll be good ! xX

• Hiya ! I'm Bendy, another frequent fronter. You can call me "Ink Bendy", but don't call me "the Ink Demon" or worship me, even as a joke. "The little devil darlin'" is perfectly fine though, and much appreciated ! I'm a lad with he/him pronouns I guess ? I'm mostly unlabeled, outside of the clear and certain fact I'm asexual. And I believe I'm sex-repulsed, so beware of that ! •

It's Léa again to say we have members of all ages and identities, but you'll mostly see fellas from Sonic, Mario and somewhat OG Sonic.exe. We do have a few people with no source too (like me !).

✪ Do you have a DNI ?

Oh we're not very picky when it comes to that. Just in case you care about such things, here's a short list :

No TERFs, no alt-right, stuff like that, the classics ; bigots won't be tolerated

No "little space", "agere", age-regression focused blogs in any of our notes. Yes, even if you're SFW. It's mostly just because of me (Léa)

Uuuuugh the fucking "pro-shippers"/"anti-anti" people. Y'all nasty go away

No NSFW accounts. So many aces in this system, and a bunch of littles too. Please be mindful

We could add a few things related to specific triggers of our members in here, but it's better to not expose your triggers in public. if you're curious about something : send us a DM ! /nm

Also it's not really a DNI but just know we're not particularly looking for sourcemates, and Bendy has isssues with most BATIM peeps so I fear we're not gonna be able to bond over that ; but we can try to talk still ! It's just not a criteria when we try to make friends

✪ Anything else I should know ?

Ummmm...

We don't talk too much about the details of our system publicly yet, but you can send asks about it I guess ?

"Doubles" are typically fine, we don't bite about that.

The body is an adult & black, and that's basically the only things you'll get to know about it.

We have a Simply Plural ! We can give you our username in DMs ! It's not fully up-to-date but most members wrote their own bio there.

We're still figuring out our typing quirks...

If you need something tagged : just ask !

And I think that's it !

Have a nice day everyone !

[somniumoflight]

Crossover Idea #8 – Bendy and the Ink Machine/Monsters vs Aliens (Movie)

The Studio’s Inky denizens manage to escape Joey’s control and eventually attract the attention of Area Fifty-Something

Okay, so, this is an idea I’ve had percolating in my head off-and-on for a while now, and my little sister loved it when I recounted it, so it can’t be all bad, right?  The main idea for this crossover basically goes like this:

Henry has been stuck in a loop of sorts inside the Studio’s walls for a very long time, being forced to follow the “script” of Joey’s story.  However, after going through the studio hundreds of times, Henry finally decides enough is enough, and starts snatching some of Joey’s old notes and books at the beginning of every loop in order to look through them and find a solution to the whole “loop” problem. He eventually finds one: Joey actually kept his old notes from when he was creating the Ink Machine, and among his notes are spells that are being used to help him control the Studio, as well as notes that imply Joey is using the Machine to stay alive.  Henry uses these notes to take control of the Ink Machine after several loops, killing Joey in the process, but is turned into an ink version of himself on top of that, and as such can’t exactly return to normal human life without people noticing he’s literally made of ink now.  Now that he’s basically stuck here in the Studio for the foreseeable future, Henry decides that if he’s stuck here, he’s at least going to make the place less hellish for everyone, and runs off to do just that.

Fast forward a significant period of time – Henry has been working on fixing up all the people living in the Studio, from the Searchers to the Butcher gangs, to Alice when she emerges from the ink again, to Sammy and Norman and all the other former employees – and even the Ink Demon, to an extent, though not until after several months of the demon still being an enemy and trying to kill him at every turn.  The ink people are all doing sort of alright now, but they could be doing better and frankly, the Studio’s a little cramped for all the souls and fragmented souls and warped toons that Joey created in the Ink to be given actual bodies – not to mention there’s just too many bad memories here.  However, thanks to some experimenting, Henry and Co. now know that, apart from Henry, they can’t really survive outside the Studio, and as such literally cannot go anywhere.

This is when Area 5? (I can’t believe that’s canonically what the facility/organization is called like damn XD) finally hears reports of ink monsters in the old Studio, thanks to someone who ventured into the studio fleeing in terror after being chased by a territorial Ink Demon, and after some tense encounters they come to an agreement – the Toons will come to Area 5? willingly so long as they are allowed to use the Machine to build a new “Studio” underneath the facility, and have some sort of access to the surface.

Details for this Crossover:

Area 5? isn’t just a prison for the monsters, it’s also a base of sorts – the General will sometimes send the monsters out to deal with other monsters that appear elsewhere in the world, if they’re too dangerous to deal with as a human.  The monsters still don’t get out much, though.

After Henry got drafted and left the Studio, he served in the Military for several years, during that time he met General Monger, who was scouting for talented officers who might be able to handle working in the newly formed Area 5?.  He ended up working as a “monster handler” aka one of the humans that kept an eye on the monsters in the facility and while out on missions.

He sort of accidentally became friends with the four monsters there (So, Link, BOB, Dr. Cockroach, and the Invisible Man, who is dead by canon time out of old age I think), and may or may not have drawn cartoons for them.

He eventually was discharged from the facility thanks to suffering a crippling injury during one of their abroad missions, which is eventually “healed” when he turns into ink.

Anyway yeah, the canon events happen, and Henry eventually takes over the Studio by taking control of the Ink Machine the same way Joey did, and it comes with some nifty abilities.

Henry can literally manipulate the Studio around him just by thinking.  If he wants a pipe to stop leaking?  It stops.  If he wants to get somewhere quickly?  A new hall will appear around the next corner or behind the next door he opens that leads directly to where he wants to go, and is somehow quicker to traverse than normal passageways.  If he wants the Ink Machine to spit out a new ink creature in a specific form?  It will do that.

He can communicate directly with people through the ink, if he concentrates hard enough, though it can be difficult to get his messages across sometimes because of how many voices there are in the ink.  Also, he can hear and talk to the voices in the ink, which… isn’t fun.

Henry can also manipulate the ink of already existing Toons, Searchers, Lost Ones, etc, fixing up injuries, deformities, and even eventually adding new limbs (in the case of the Ink Demon, when he finally stops trying to kill Henry – the demon’s okay with his scary look, but he wants to be able to walk faster outside of Beast form, and wants a tail, damn it!)

Literally every ink creature except the Ink Demon ends up on his side after that.  The demon’s too pissed off to really consider any kind of alliance at first because taking control of the Studio directly lets Henry literally run circles around the former apex predator of the Studio, and he doesn’t appreciate being made a fool out of.  (He comes around eventually, though, mostly because Henry eventually decides that when he says he’ll help everyone, he’ll help everyone, damn it, and doesn’t take no for an answer.)

By the time that Area 5?’s people turn up, Henry’s basically the unofficial leader of most of the ink monsters, with only a few exceptions, those being the Demon and “Alice” Angel/Susie, who prefer doing their own thing even if they’ve agreed to stop hurting other people now… mostly…

The first squad of Area 5?’ers get the scare of their life when they first enter the Studio, because they get ambushed by the Ink Demon (who’s coming around to the name Bendy, but only when it’s Henry calling him that, and nobody else) and nearly die because this demon is not at all happy that more people are intruding on his Studio.  They all get out alive, mostly because Henry manages to get there in time to stop the demon from killing anyone.

General Monger nearly gets the scare of his life too when he comes to negotiate, but for a different reason – because not ONCE has the facility had to deal with an entire mini-civilization of monsters instead of just one or two before!  He’s almost relieved when the group agrees to come quietly, provided they’re allowed a lot of room to expand the place at the facility and above-ground areas so people can see the sun and stuff. Makes things much easier, and they loose a lot less men that way too.

So the ink monsters all get moved to Area 5? a few years before canon by basically having the Ink Machine uprooted and then placed in the facility, in one of the spare containment units used for Insectasaurus when his original cell has problems.

Henry is delighted to be able to talk to his old monster buddies again, and once they realize this is the same handler of theirs that used to draw them cartoons, only monsterfied, they’re also delighted for various reasons – though also a little unnerved because occult bullshit is new for them – most monsters are created via Mad Science! after all.

The Toons all adjust to living at the facility and basically make themselves a new Studio/Town that expands outwards via Toon physics.  Apart from a few accidents where some of the soldiers get turned into ink creatures themselves, everything goes swimmingly.

Then the events of the movie happen, and while Henry and Co. aren’t too helpful against the giant robot that I cannot remember the name of for the life of me, they’re sure helpful against Galaxhar.

Imagine, if you would, that wannabe alien overlord looking up from a monologue, and suddenly coming eyes-to-grin with the menacing figure of the Ink Demon, and then screaming and running like the little coward he is, because that’s what he do when faced with overwhelming odds against him, haha.

Damn, now I want to draw Bendy and the Ink Machine characters XD

[trashboatprince]

Here’s a little drabble for the Beast Bendy son au, something cute cause it’s been a while!

Inspired by a recent story by @fullmetaldevil-blog where Sammy is a babysitter, but for this au, gonna have to make Wally a babysitter instead haha (since Sammy’s gone). I hope you don’t mind that I was influenced by your cute fic, but it gave me the kick in the pants to write something with Wally and Bendy hanging out! 

On with the fic!

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Wally parked himself in front of the now-familiar Stein family home, adjusting the old paperboy cap on his head as he turned off the engine. He could see that Henry’s truck was still here, guess he got here just in time. Phew! He was worried he was gonna arrive late and miss them!

He had gotten a call two days ago from Henry who had asked if Wally could come down and babysit for the weekend. Apparently Tom and Allison were unable to and their neighbors were out of town, so that left the former janitor.

He happily agreed, his wife didn’t mind, got him out of the house for something other than work, anyway. He grabbed a small pack from the back seat and headed for the door, knocking on it. There was a loud slap against the door and he could hear a happy snarl from the other side.

If he had to guess, Bendy turned into one of his taller forms to look out the peephole. Wally grinned happily as the door opened and a normal-Bendy suddenly clung to his legs. “Heya, short stack!” Wally chuckled, patting the demon on the head, careful of his horns.

“Hiya, Wally!” Bendy replied, removing himself before grabbing the man’s hand, pulling him inside. Linda was there waiting for them and told Bendy to go head up to his room and clean it up for their guest, no need for the house to be a mess. Bendy nodded and scurried up the stairs.

“He’s in a good mood.” Wally said as Linda walked him to the kitchen.

“Yeah, but it’s gonna turn sour soon.” Henry replied from where he was putting away the last of the breakfast dishes. “He doesn’t really know that we’re heading out.”

Wally raised an eyebrow at this. “Whatcha mean by that? Ya guys didn’t tell him?”

“We tried.” Linda sighed softly. “But whenever we leave and can’t take him with us, he freaks out and fights. I fear he worries that we’re gonna just leave him behind or something. He’s gotten better about it when he’s left with the Conners or the neighbors, but he’s never been babysat by you, so you might be in for a time.”

“Ah, ain’t nothin’ to worry about, Lin!” The short man huffed, shaking his head. “I’ve got a batch of kids that did the same thing when they were just sprouts, mah grandkids can be the same! I’m sure I’ll survive a few days with him.”

“You’ve never seen a demon have a tantrum.” Henry replied.

“Don’t forget, Stein, I was in dat studio a lot longer then you! I’ve seen him freak out more than a dozen times!” Wally laughed and Henry rolled his eyes.

The trio talked for a few more moments, mostly about the trip the Steins were going on. It was for a family event on Linda’s side and since they weren’t really familiar with Bendy outside of being a cartoon character and not alive, they figured it would be wise to leave him home.

“Well, guess it’s time we should head out.” Henry spoke as he glanced at his watch. “I already packed up the truck when Bendy was still asleep, so he’s still unaware.”

Linda frowned softly, looking towards the living room where Bendy was now, too busy watching something on the TV. “Let’s tell him. Wally, just wait here for a moment.”

Wally raised an eyebrow before shrugging, taking a seat in a kitchen chair, hearing the quiet talk from the living room. He couldn’t quite make it out until there was a loud shout of ‘NO! WHY CAN’T I GO!?’ from Bendy. He looked towards the doorway, seeing Bendy clinging to Henry like a koala, screaming as the artist tried to pull him off.

“It’s not fair! Why can’t I go! I wanna go wit’cha!” Bendy shouted as he was finally pried off. “Is it cause I’m scary?” He asked, his eyes wide like a kicked puppy’s, they even had inky tears in them.

Henry sighed through his teeth before looking at Linda for help. “Well, Bendy, it’s not that, but this is something that is happening for my family. And while you are my family, I don’t think my relatives are going to be keen on seeing a living cartoon character.”

“Then dress me up like a human kid! I’ve pulled it off before!”

“Sorry, bud,” Henry sat him down on the couch, “but it’s mostly for your own safety. And besides, you can hang out with Wally, you like the guy, and he’s gonna be a lot of fun, probably more so than Tom and Allison usually are.”

Bendy loudly sniffed and wiped at the area of his face where he should have a nose, probably for effect. He whimpered and held out his arms for a hug. Henry was happy to give him one before pulling away, with a little effort since Bendy tried to cling to him again.

Good byes were said, though Bendy’s were extra sad since he was a cartoon and a bit dramatic, and he and Wally watched Henry and Linda pull out of the driveway, heading down the street and out of sight. Wally glanced at Bendy, seeing the demon with his face pressed flat against the window.

“So, uhh... is there anythin’ ya want to d- Gah!” The former janitor suddenly jumped away as Bendy started to melt into a thick, goopy pile next to him. “B-Bendy?! Are you okay?!”

There was a horrible whine in response as the large blob of Bendy suddenly vanished through the floor, slipping through it like a Searcher did when attacked. Henry didn’t say anything about Bendy doing this kinda thing! He knew the toon could now transform between his three forms, but this was new! He didn’t even recall ever seeing this inky blob form before!

Oh no, oh no! He couldn’t call the Steins, and he wasn’t about to just drive after them! He had to find where Bendy went and get him back to normal! With a bit of effort, Wally found the door to the basement and looked all over in the room, finding no trace of Bendy.

Where could he have gotten to???

Then he thought back on what happened, the way Bendy vanished... it was like when the Ink Demon went through portals in the walls and floors. Did... he teleport to another room? Glancing up, Wally noticed something at the stairwell, something he hadn’t seen in quite sometime. It made him want to cover his eyes and cower in fear on instinct.

Inky trails were slowly making their way down the walls and stairs of the stairwell. Swallowing the thick lump he suddenly had in his throat, the engineer quietly went up the steps.

“Bendy..?” He quietly asked, seeing that the walls and doors were covered in the moving lines. He could hear loud, yet muffled, noises from a door at the end of the hall, the one almost completely black.

Bendy’s room.

Feeling his heart beating hard in his chest, Wally approached the door and opened it, finding it unlocked. Inside, the room was dripping with ink from the lines, strange waves of it were floating in the area above the bed, where the Ink Demon laid.

For so long, Wally had feared this creature, knowing that being Boris kept him safe, but that still had him worried. Bendy was unpredictable at times, even in the loops, he could have attacked the wolf at any time.

But right now, Wally was watching Bendy screaming into his pillow, kicking his mismatched feet in annoyance and anger at being unable to go with his parental figures. Bendy was nearly thirty years old, a full-on demon with two terrifying forms, yet here he was, acting like a three-year-old child who didn’t get the toy he wanted.

If Wally wasn’t nervous of Bendy in this form, even acting like this, he would have burst out laughing at the sight. Stepping into the room, he walked to the bed, hearing a very loud, angry growl from Bendy.

Oh no, he wasn’t going to act like this! Wally’s dealt with this sorta thing from his kids and grandkids and he didn’t take it from them, so he’s not taking it from a demon!

“Alright, mister!” Wally gave Bendy a shove, rolling him onto his back. The toon seemed surprised before he snarled, as if to ask ‘what’s the big idea’. “Don’t you give me dat tone! I don’t care if you have the power to kill me or whatever, but there ain’t no need to act like a brat!”

Bendy looked at him, making a confused sound. He huffed and suddenly changed form, becoming his beast self, growling right in Wally’s face. The man shuddered, his eyes wide... no! No, he was not going to back down to Bendy, not even in this form! He’s survived teenagers, he can survive an upset devil darling.

“Well, if you’re gonna act like this, then I’m outta here!” Wally announced, pushing at the large face, stepping back towards the door. Bendy tilted his head, where was he going?

“I’m gonna head out and grab somethin’ to eat, you can come along with me, but only if you calm down and stop actin’ like a rude kid.” The engineer stated, giving a shrug.

Bendy stood there, tilting his head slowly, a confused growl coming from that large mouth before Wally watched with wide eyes as Bendy changed form. He was pouting, his arms crossed. “Where ya goin’...?”

“To McDonald’s, we’ll get ya a nice burger or somethin’, and maybe we’ll go to the park. But only if you calm down.”

The toon looked bothered before he sighed, nodding. Wally waited at the doorway to the room as Bendy threw on a disguise of sorts. It was kinda funny to see him dressed like a child for chilly, fall weather, even putting on a hat to cover his horns, a turtleneck keeping his floating head from being noticed too much.

Once Bendy was ready, Wally took him out to the truck and got Bendy in, then himself. The drive through town was quiet, outside of the little devil playing with the radio. When they arrived at McDonald’s, Wally picked up Bendy, carrying him inside, like he was a child. He remembered Henry having done this once during a visit, and it helped hide Bendy’s face from most people.

After orders were placed and the food grabbed, the former janitor sat down at a table in a corner, away from others, giving Bendy his food. He watched the demon look at his burger, pouting still.

He sighed, rubbing at his forehead. “Ben, what’s up? Are ya really this upset ya couldn’t go?”

“No.” Bendy replied, taking a bite of his food after moment.

“Then why are ya poutin’ and bein’ a bit of a pain in the neck?”

He got a huff and a small glare. “I’m not, I’m just... mmm...”

“That doesn’t tell me spit, kid. Come on, talk to me. You use to chat with me back in the studio, yeah?” Wally smiled a little, trying to come off as more relaxed.

Bendy looked up at him and picked up a fry, putting it into his mouth. “I just... I don’t like Henry leavin’ for a long time. I get worried he ain’t gonna come back, dat somethin’ will happen an’ I can’t help him.”

Wally blinked, but smiled. “I see, but that’s no reason to act like that.”

“But I gotta! I want ‘em to know dat I don’t want ‘em to go! Or at da very least, I’d like Henry an’ Linda to take me wit’ ‘em so I can stay close.”

“So, you’re just worried? That’s sweet, Bendy, but ya gotta understand that you don’t have to be around them all the time.” He got a fry flicked at his forehead for that.

“I know that!” Bendy huffed, turning his head away, “But I still wanna go anyway!”

Wally watched him before looking around, then back to him. “Are you also worried about what people think of you?”

This got Bendy looking at him again, his white face flushed gray as he looked down at the table instead. “I... yeah. I mean... I can’t really may mahself look like a human, an’ a lot of people freak out at da sight of me, so I... can kinda understand why Linda didn’t take me to see her family. After some of Henry’s family’s reactions to me, it’s probably best to wait or somethin’. Still...”

“Well, if they’ve got a problem with you, that’s their loss. I know that lots of kids like ya, and some adults are warmin’ up, yeah? Heck, Linda told me all about the day you got to go to school! Oh, and you know how my family likes you, remember? And when I took ya to Coney Island? A lot of them sure liked ya.”

Bendy smiled a little. “Those people from the sideshow sure were swell about me... I can see why Linda an’ Henry left me wit’ ya, but, uh, do you think next time I can go? When they think it’s okay?”

“Absolutely! Heck, wanna know a secret?” Wally leaned in, Bendy doing the same with wide eyes. “I know Henry gets upset when he can’t take ya places. But don’t tell him I know! Allison told me this cause she learned it from Linda!” He winked and Bendy snickered at this.

Bendy was still a bit bummed out throughout the rest of the day, but Wally did his best to keep Bendy in good spirits. They finished lunch, after a small fry-flicking fight, and went to the park where Bendy played with some kids he knew.

Then after that, Wally took him to the library, where Bendy proudly showed off the library card he had. Henry had warned him that the little demon was always looking for a chance to show off the card he had gotten with his name on it.

From there, they returned to the Stein home and spent the rest of the afternoon playing some of Bendy’s board games and watching cartoons on TV. By the time Bendy had gone to bed, Wally was exhausted, but happy that he got Bendy to be in a better mood. Heh, it took Tom the whole weekend to get Bendy to appear as a toon again the first time he did this, took Wally about twenty minutes!

He nearly jumped at the sound of the phone, getting up the answer it. “Hello?” He asked.

“Hey Wally, it’s Henry.” Came the reply. “How are things there? We just arrived, long drive, but it went well.”

Wally grinned. “Good to hear! Ah, things here are swell!”

“Are you telling the truth? Or are you trying to keep me from worrying?”

“No, no! Things are good! I got Bendy to talk to me, we spent the day together, had some fun, he got mac ‘n cheese for dinner, an’ now he’s in bed. I think he’s sleepin’ in your guys’ bed, but he was dozin’ off on the couch.”

There was relieved sigh from the other line. “Good to hear, I was really worried about him, poor guy is still dealing with all the stuff from the studio.”

“I know, but he’s tryin’, and he just needs somethin’ to take his mind off of worryin’ about you guys.”

“Yeah. But we’ll be back in three days. Hopefully he’ll keep bein’ good with you.”

Wally chuckled. “Don’t worry! I’ve got things planned for him, gonna take him into the city, to the museum! Got into a conversation about dinosaurs today and now he wants to see them!”

Henry chuckled softly. “Good to hear on that. Well, I’ll let you go, gotta go mingle with Linda’s family for a bit before bed. Talk to you tomorrow.”

“Yep, talk to you tomorrow, Henry!” Wally hung up and smiled, shaking his head as he went to make himself comfortable on the couch for the night. Heh, Henry had nothing to worry about, Bendy was pretty much exactly like his own kids, this weekend will be a piece of cake.

And Tom’s gonna owe him fifty bucks for this.

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This has been in my drafts for weeks cause I got stuck, but this is the best I can come up with, haha.

Might do the museum trip as a later drabble, could be fun! 

Thanks for reading! 

[bigskydreaming]

I know what you like from Dick (your post are really extensive and detailed, which is great because I love seeing people talk about what they’re passionate about) but is there any type of arc, friend expansion or themes you’d like to see with other robins like Damian or Jason?

Jason, definitely. I actually talk a lot about possibilities for him unrelated to things involving Dick - I’ve got lots of thoughts and feelings about what if he’d had a bigger support system when he was a teen, and how that could have led away from his inevitable death. Like how there was always that age group of YJ and Titans members who were just a couple of years older than Tim so never quite meshed with his YJ crew, but not as old as Dick and his friends....the Ray, Damage, Anima, etc. Like there’s more than enough there for Jason’s own Titans lineup of in-betweeners. I also have a lot of thoughts about Jason and Damage being potential BFFs, and also the idea of Jason dating Tom Bronson aka Tomcat, the werepanther son of Wildcat, Ted Grant. 

And post death and return, I think Jason, Obsidian and Damage could make a great trio of misunderstood (and horrifically misused by DC) friends who’ve been through hell and back and toe the line between hero and anti-hero, but often not even so much because of their own choices but because of how they’re inevitably perceived due to things outside their own actions (like Obsidian often assumed the worst of because people are afraid of his shadow powers, and Damage has a long history of being demonized for the destructive nature of his powers by people in universe, etc).

So like, I definitely have those posts, I just suck at tagging....like search my blog on mobile for those characters’ names and posts with them should come up fairly easily.

My thoughts on expansion for Damian at the moment are currently consumed by GIVE HIM BACK HIS FRIENDS DC, WTF, FIRST COLIN, THEN MAYA, NOW JON, WHY WON’T YOU LET HIM KEEP ANY OF HIS FRIENDS EVER.

And with Tim they’re mostly like.....give Young Justice to anyone but Bendis, who I can’t stand, lol, but otherwise I’d be interested. Like, I know ppl don’t believe me lol but I genuinely don’t inherently dislike Tim, as long as he’s not being written as what I perceive to be at Dick’s expense, like, people getting pissed at Dick on Tim’s behalf for something that I will always maintain was not as cut and dried as people make it. But like, separate of stuff like that....I loved the YJ book from the nineties and was a big fan and so I’m actually really glad to have all of those characters back and reunited, its basically what I would have wanted and done with them myself all along, its just....Bendis. Why. Stop.

Also, Tim’s new superhero name will never not be the dumbest thing ever, there are SO MANY CHOICES you could go with instead and you have him like...Fail at Secret Identities AND Striking Fear Into The Heart Of His Enemies all at the same time. Good plan.

Like, when you need your hero to stop and explain to the bad guys that no, actually, his namesake is actually a pretty bad-ass bird in real life, honest, like...that’s not good. I don’t know who said that was good but like. They lied.

Cass and Duke, I just need more of together. Them in Batman & The Outsiders is again, actually a canon thing I really enjoy, even though the insistence on Cass’ broken English can go die in a fire any day now, seriously. But I love the two of them together and think they’re such an underrated dynamic and they play off each other well, and I would love to see them explore the hidden aspects of both their backgrounds together....like there’s still so much Cass doesn’t know about Lady Shiva and her intentions for Cass like what she even wants from her, and literally everything Duke learned about/from Gnomon in Batman & The Signal needs following up on STAT, even if its just to say Gnomon was full of shit and Duke should not listen to him about anything. 

I also have some older posts about the possibilities of tying Duke’s powers and his family tree into the emotional entity of hope that empowers the Blue Lantern Corps, like the same way Jade - Alan Scott’s daughter - is connected to the green lantern energy and powers without actually needing to be one herself. Like, some of that meta needs tweaking because later stories I read with Duke made certain things about that not work, but like...there’s stuff there that I still would love to see played with even if just in fic, because I love the Lantern CONCEPT as a whole, and also I’m really really in love with the idea of one of Duke’s direct ancestors having maybe been an avatar of hope at some point like Kyle was for Ion, and Duke’s powers were derived from that....like we know his mom Elaine had some kind of powers as well, with the implication IMO being that they were light connected, and that’s why Gnomon was fixated on her in the first place, even if he’s lying about being Duke’s biological father....anyway, like I said, there’s definitely stuff about that lurking around my blog, I just....desperately need to get better about tagging, but also I say that a lot and then it never happens. LOL. Like I’m great at remembering to tag for trigger warnings, but tagging for organizational purposes? My brain’s like lol why would we ever do that.

But yeah, I for sure have lots of thoughts and ideas for all the family members at various times, but there’s not a whole lot of rhyme or reason to when they pop into my head or when I shift to one in specific....just that inevitably, I always shift back to being Dick Grayson hour, lol. I even have some broader Batfam/franchise posts like.....there’s one I wrote about how I’d give other Rogues than the Joker a derivative character or sidekick, like Mister Freeze, the Riddler and Poison Ivy (I think I named them Kid Chill/Tundra, the Memetic and Hemlock). 

And there’s one I keep meaning to revisit about how I’d love to see the Batfamily go up against...a whole rival family, like if a branch of the Falcones returned to Gotham to try and retake power in secret, and they had a matriarch kinda like how Bruce is the patriarch of the Batfam, and then various kids and cousins to act as foils for the Batkids. Like a hacker named Smokescreen to work on hiding their activities from Oracle’s eyes, or a rival to Jason called Red Herring who like, pits the family against each other by framing crimes on various members of the family and testing their trust in each other.

Stuff like that. So I’m not a totally one track mind. Just 90%! LOLOL.

I occasionally remember to take longer meta or ficbits and put them in this sorta catch-all fic posting I have here:

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/18557212/chapters/43986025

But like, by occasionally I mean I’ve remembered a grand total of four times, but hey, whatever. I’m a WIP. The first one is an old magic AU I’m pretty fond of....it was mostly focused on how Dick, Jason and Tim might grow up if they’d been adopted by Zatanna instead of Bruce....though Bruce ends up adopting Cass, Steph and still has Damian. Unfortunately it was written before I got caught up on DC stuff so it doesn’t have Duke in that one....though he’s in two of the others which are more just general Batfam shenanigans.

*Shrugs* Basically I’m random as fuck and hop around a lot, but I’m definitely interested in all the various Batkids, so can happily ramble about any of them with the right prompt, whether a reblog or an ask - just assuming I have the time or energy or am not being a cranky asshole at a particular character because I’m overprotective of my personal chosen fave and not above admitting it. LOL. Quelle problematique.

Like, this is a bit broader of a question then I typically know what to do with, other than just like...point to other things I’ve written that are related, lol, because like....there’s SO MANY thoughts I have or ways I could answer that, I generally don’t know where else to start haha. The more specific you are with an ask or a debate point, the better your chances of getting something definitive from me, lmao.

[syntheticmask]

Mistakes and A New Friend (A Metallic Fate Chapter 3)

Writers block is a b. Nonetheless, I finally got this chapter out. BatIM belongs to theMeatly. A Metallic Fate AU belongs to me. My headache was gone when I woke up. I yawned tiredly, attempting to rub the sleep out of my eyes. I had momentarily forgotten that I wasn’t in my normal body anymore, and a wave of panic overtook me when I felt that my eyes were nowhere near human. “Oh… right.” I slowly relaxed after the previous day’s experience returned to me. I lifted up my left arm to check that my memories held true… yup, made of metal and half of it missing. At least it looked like the bleeding had stopped.

I returned my attention back to my lower half. Everything around and below the scar on my spine was sore. How come my upper body wasn’t like that when I first woke up? Perhaps I was asleep longer than I thought. I tried to swing my legs back and forth now that I had regained feeling in them, slowly due to the soreness. I could feel them responding in turn, but they were still off the edge of the table and out of view. I then attempted to roll my ankles and wiggle my toes, just to make sure everything was there… I couldn’t feel my toes. I suppose this body didn’t have any. I wasn’t all that worried, I could do without them.

“Let’s see if I can sit up yet.” I thought out loud. I reposition my usable arm underneath me. I took a deep breath of anticipation, and pushed myself up. A sharp jab of pain from my healed wound was the price I got for going too fast. I winced, staying in my current position until the pain began to dull. I then continued to push myself up cautiously, finally reaching my goal. I lifted my arm up slowly, testing if my spinal column could still hold up my weight without any support. It was a success. I breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing my hand over my scar to try and ease the soreness. It seemed to help a bit, as though I was actually massaging the area despite the lack of any skin.

Finally, I drew my attention away from my scar and to my legs. They were longer than I expected them to be, since I wasn’t able to see my feet from my previous position. They sort of looked like those large cartoon shoes Bendy always wore, but kinda sorta incomplete. Explains why I couldn’t feel any of my toes. I lifted up one of my legs onto the table, which seemed easier that it should have been. It was likely from the absence of a single joint, and in place of it remained one, two… four joints. Wait, actually, if each one of those larger sections has a joint on each end then… eight joints? Maybe even nine? Anyways, It appeared they couldn’t bend as far as a normal knee could, so when bending my leg, each joint contributed. Speaking of joints, my arm appeared to act in a similar way, but with only… never mind, it had the same number of sections.

I was antsy to stand in two legs again, but I had to be slow, especially if they weren’t fully repaired. I didn’t want to end up collapsing from my own weight. I cautiously scooted closer to the edge of the table, to the point where my feet almost touched the floor. Hesitantly, I supported myself again with my right arm as I reached down, finally hitting solid ground. As I began to put more weight onto my foot, everything seemed like it was fine. Sore, but not any real pain. I set my other foot down, and took away my support from the table. A grin spread across my face as I made a full turn around on my feet.

‘Haha! Yes! Step one complete.’  I cheered to no one but myself. I still took it slow, but I began walking around the room. Having so many joints instead of a single solid knee was messing with my ability to walk straight, but I was getting the hang of it quicker than I would have expected. I eventually circled back around to the front of the table, taking another look at my hand.

“I guess this body isn’t as bad as I thought… well, except for the missing arm.” I chuckled, trying to brighten up the gloomy atmosphere with a small joke. I finally lifted my head and took a real look around the room. It was the same as before, with the broken ink maker and the wri- wait, hold on. The writing on the wall was gone. I raised an invisible eyebrow up in confusion. “The ink’s gone from under the table, too…” I muttered to myself after taking a kneel to get a better look, finding that the space where my old body should have been was completely empty. I stared at the spot for another while longer before my mind could come up with a possible explanation. “Is that how the ink got in my body…?” I knew the ink could corrupt someone if they came in contact with the stuff for too long, but it was still confusing. I had been very careful to avoid the stuff for as long as I could, but with all the floods and puddles and the decreasing sight of anything able to wipe it off before it took it’s hold… I suppose it had finally gotten to me, even when I was already dead. I had to give it some credit, though. How else would I be alive right now? I tried not to think about the other poor souls who were currently stuck in purgatory due to its properties. Was I now in the same boat…? “No, no. Just… just think about something else for now.” I shook my head to clear my thoughts, focusing back on my current plan. Continuing on briefly with the second step, I gazed around the room once again to anything else of importance. There were a few other work tables set up in front of the same wall. The closest one had two duck-like heads sitting atop it, one partially painted and the other completely blank. The other had another tool box on top of it, presumably empty, and- “A tape recording?” I must have missed it earlier. I approached the oddly large device and pressed play. The voice of Lacie Benton, as written on the side, rang out. “The only thing that works around here is my ulcer. Half these people don’t know a wrench from a dang steamroller. Buncha morons is what they are. Spend their day in the warehouse arguin’ over who’s supposed to be doin’ what or playing them silly games. Still, I’m not complainin’. I get most of my time to myself. Suits me just fine. Only thing that bothers me is that mechanical demon in the corner. Bertrum’s been working on it for a month now. Says it’ll walk someday and maybe dance. All it does now is give me the creeps. I swear, when my back’s turned… that thing’s movin’.” The tape ended with a familiar click. “Well… I suppose said robot is finally able to walk, and- ” I tapped the tips of my feet against the metal floor. “-even dance, despite the fact that I’m terrible at it.” I chuckled to myself. I attempted to do a small twirl, just for the fun of it. However, I was still getting used to all the little quirks and details about this body, and didn’t fully take into account my new weight, or strength for that matter. I stumbled off balance as soon as I pushed off, tripping over my own feet and tumbling to the floor. I landed with a metallic crash on my left side, unable to slow my fall. Pain shot up my upper body as the fall jarred my previous wound and created a new one. I soon came to a rest on my back, holding my side with my arm in an attempt to soothe the ache. Odd as it was, the pain seemed to dull quickly, and I was able to catch my breath soon after. When I lifted my hand to examine the damage dealt, all that was left was a slowly darkening spot, as though some sort of bruise was forming. No dent either. It was still sensitive to the touch, but manageable, and not as bad as it would have been with normal ribs. I stayed on the ground for another few moments, letting the pain mostly dull before attempting to get up. Using the table as leverage, I carefully returned to a standing position. “Lets not do that again.” I uttered as a mental reminder, brushing off the lingering dust as best I could without irritating my injuries.  ‘At least I didn’t injure my neck there, that could have gone a lot worse… At least the price I had to pay for my stupidity wasn't all that high.’  My thoughts were interrupted when my stomach let out a low growl. “Right, I’m still hungry. I guess some of that nasty bacon soup will have to do.” There were plenty of those cans around here, as searching for the stuff always yielded results quite quickly. Passing through the only exit to the room, the quiet stare of the Lost One caught my attention, as well as the unopened cans of soup lining the shelves to my right. The inky being tilted its head curiously, earlier cries seeming to have ceased. I tilted my head in return, matching its curiosity and confusion. “Er, uh… hello…?” I tried to start a conversation with the creature. Some of them couldn’t speak, others could. I hoped this one was one of the latter. The Lost One’s glowing orange eyes seemed to widen in surprise.

“You can speak…?” Its voice was garbled and had a watery undertone, but I was still able to tell it was a male by a long shot. “Um, yeah. No duh.” I attempted at a joke. His expression didn’t seem to change and my grin faltered, but it was hard to tell with all of the ink on his face. “Is it really that uncommon to be able to speak…?” The Lost One shook his head. “No, no. It’s actually quite common. I was just surprised you could learn to speak so quickly, with the-” He tried explaining his reaction, motioning to his mouth before suddenly pausing. He seemed to be staring intently at my face before resuming talking. “- you don’t have a speaker?” I was confused by his question, taking a second to realize what he meant. “Oh! Well, not anymore. I was confused by that too.” I chuckled awkwardly, shrugging. “When I woke up in this body, I had a relatively normal jaw.” To prove my answer, I opened my mouth just enough so the Lost One could see my teeth split apart. One of his eyes widened, likely raising an eyebrow. “I see. Interesting…” He paused once again, looking me over. “How long have you been here for?” “That depends… how long have I been in this body or how long have I been in the studio altogether?” “Since you’ve had your most recent body.” “Time is wonky down here but I’d say roughly five to eight hours since I first awoke.” I finally answered. The inky being took in the information, while I took his silence as another chance to ask a question. “Do you have a name?” He returned his gaze to me, nodding. “The name’s Daniel, one of the lucky few who still remember their original. Might I ask you the same?” I nodded. “I guess I’m in the same group as you. Please, call me Amber.”

[spooky-bear15]

You're not Going..... Purple was suited up along with Bendy and Benjamin, Tex was behind holding Benjamin in her arms as Bendy held Purples hand till they got to the Almighty. Tex held onto Benjamin for any other moments she had with the infant. Bendy stopped half way towards the ship, still very foggy and cloudy. "You're not going to like it up there with him." Bendy had a frown on his face, having sad eyes along with it. Purple looked back and held the devils hands, noticing Bendy had his wedding ring out on top of his gloves. Bendy held on tightly to Purples cold hands trying to plead him not to go. "Please stay here, please? We can rasie the baby here for good without Red knowing, we just hav-" "No." Bendy startled a bit. "Wh-what? What do you mean n-no?!" Thats when Bendy's anxiety hit him. "(Heavy breathing) Wha-?!" Purple grabbed Bendy by the head and looked deep into the devils deep light pastel purple eyes. Wiping the scared tears away and calming the toon demon. "Shhhh, hey, hey, hey....I'm right here Bendy, look straight into my eyes. I'm always right here and I'll never leave you nor the baby. You know that." Purple rubbed Bendy's face to calm the poor devils anxiety. Trying to give Bendy a soft hopeful smile and hopefully getting on back, but he didn't. All the demon gave was a deeper frown and a sigh with heavy tears. Purple sighed along, coming close and giving a long kiss to the demon he loved. Bendy stood on his toes and gave into the long kiss Purple held with him, taking a short breath but going back in and kissing again. Tears were down both Bendy and Purples faces, Tex held Benjamin in her arms standing near the huge ship. Benjamin was upset, having that strong connection with his mom when he was upset, if Bendy was upset then poor Benjamin was upset. Tex held Benjamin till he calmed from his crying, it didn't seem to fade that quickly. "Shh, it's alright Benjy, were all upset and sad. Just calm down buddy, everything is going to be okay......" Tex rocked Benjamin softly as she looked up to see how Bendy and Purple we're still holding up a few feet away. It still didn't seem to change, but had gotten worse. Bendy's tears had gotten darker and so where Purples, the both of them we're crying for each other. Bendy jumped up and hugged to Purples shoulders, Purple tried calming down himself along with Bendy but he didn't get anywhere. Bendy whispered softly as he held onto Purple tightly. "(Cries) You're not going anywhere.......the baby needs his father here as I need you here." Purple softly rubbed Bendy's back and replied with the same tone. "I have to do this, for the sake of all of us, to protect you guys from anything bad happening. It's the only thing I can do, I can't back of this honey....I just can't, not this time...." Purple held onto the devil that hugged him tightly. Bendy sighed and gave out another soft painful cry, "Why couldn't we all just be a family through this instead of enemies? It isn't right....you shouldn't be up there back on Irk fighting your brother for small stupid reasons." Purple sighed again, and closed his eyes, thinking of other ways all this crazy nonsense could be handled. "(Sighs) There's no other way I can do this. Unless you want him to come down and do all the horror shots. I'm not letting that happen, he'll will never touch you two." Purple tried making Bendy look back straight into his eyes, "Bendy, hey, look at me. I will never, NEVER, let any of this come to you and Benjamin. You're under my protection from Red's horrible ideas or whatever else he might have. I'm always right here. Do you understa-" Bendy stopped Purple by giving a huge kiss on the lips along with some tongue with it, leaving Purples mouth somewhat wet with inky spit and Bendy with some of Purples. Purple took the kiss in and tried holding it for every second that went by. Tex came back over and handed Benjamin to Purple who had a hand empty ready to take his smeet into his arms along with Bendy on his other arm. Purple looked into Bendy's eyes one last time before putting him down with Benjamin along with the demon. "I'll always come back, don't worry," Then Purple looked into Benjamin's wide eyes full of soft tears. Benjamin held onto Purples face then antennas, causing the tallest to flinch but slightly. "And don't you worry either, daddy's gonna come back. And it's sure going to make your mama happy. (smirks)" Purple smiled and gave small kisses all over Benjamin's face, causing the small infant to giggle and cuddled up against Purples chest for warmth. Bendy got down easily and wiped his remaining tears away, now holding Benjamin tightly in his arms and keeping him warm. The toon demon looked up at Purple one last time before the tallest went up on Irk to have punishments with his brother being made. "I love you....." Purple gave a soft grin and gave the same answer back. "I love you to. I'm going to miss you two so much." Purple sighed and hugged his husband one last time before opening the almighty ship's front drop door and fly off to Irk. Tex came up behind and hugged Bendy tight afterwards, giving a kiss on Benjamin's forehead and giving a small wave goodbye. "Aunty Tex will come back, promise," Tex looked toward Bendy and nodded, "I promise you. We'll come back, I sure of it....." Bendy sighed and slowly agreed with a nod. The giants ship's door dropped open, and Tex slowly went inside to start the controls. Purple gave one last long kiss to Bendy before leaving, sweetly nose rubbing Benjamin and tickling him before leaving. Giving one last kiss before entering the ship doors, Purple gave Bendy his pin that was giving to him when being honored the tallest of Planet Irk. Handing it to Bendy and giving and a small kiss, then leaving to get going to Irk to finish the arguments with Red he started over two months ago. This one took me a few days to finally complete and man and I glad all the way through till it was done! It all looks great! Really good indeed! And I love the super sad story that just had to go with it! Haha Anyways, hope Ya like the sad scene guys!

[the-deadly-donut]

 Finally finished this project phew.  I’ve wanted to introduce these two for a while now. To the left with have Zachareal (Zach) my fallen angel of sorts. He comes from the ninth circle (treachery) of hell, just above the center where Satan himself resides. There angels are servants to demons by making temporary ‘contracts’. An angel is assigned to a specific demon; the contract being made through a kiss. Once an angel has been claimed, golden rings appear around their wrists and ankles signifying they have a handler. Every angel is special in a way, and by special I mean they’re literal weapons to their handlers. For example Zach here has the ability to turn into a gun powerful enough to kill almost anything demonic in a sense. He was once a guardian angel to his handler; said to have the brightest halo and a beautiful set of wings however they were cursed with jealousy that turned to violence. The end result being he lost his wings, his purity and his handler (another reason why his halo is in fact black). If you can’t already tell he does have his eyes on another ‘angel’ being @mscreepygreen20‘s boy Axel. His bad boy attitude and wings especially seducing him haha; it’s too bad he’s too low on the radar to be noticed by someone as amazing as him lol Moving onto the right we have Nathaneal (Nathan) my vigilante. Like a loose teenager he’s always causing trouble. Stealing ink, money, anything he can get his hands on really. Like in this here picture, Nathan just stole a shit ton of Annie’s muffins for his own personal pleasure seeing as how her cooking is so good. Annie belonging to @idolaelyartist. He also enjoys stealing ink from @thelostmoongazer‘s Mob Bendy; making his life/job harder then it has to be hehe c:< Believe it or not Nathan actually lives in a mansion; he is in fact very wealthy which is ironic for him being one of the top 5 most wanted vigilantes.The reason being his father was an ordinary demon while his mother happened to be a very high and respected seraphim angel. To bury her sins she buried his father and constantly bribes him with riches to keep his mouth shut..which has unfortunately worked so far. But then again who would believe you even if you told someone? They’d never trust a demon over an angel right? But anyways Nathan’s life is very complicated and I don’t have enough time to try and explain it all lol.  Absko the rookie police officer belongs to @animal-guardian who has a thing for Nathan. Honie the blind human girl who can only see things made of ink belongs to @skeleton-snowflake P.S. @devilsroost Nathan’s coming to steal your booze next >:)  I plan on drawing more of them in the future and explaining things a little better. I’m slow just gimme time I’ll catch up ^w^ if you have any questions about either of them feel free to ask friends <3

[riyuyami]

so i was like "hmmm what au should i ask them to write for" and then i saw the youtuber au and was like "THIS ONE. THIS IS THE ONE." so maybe them meeting up to film together? OOH MAYBE THEY PLAY BATIM OR SOMETHING

Oh my god, I forgot about that au!

–

“Hey everyone! It’s Yugi!” Yugi smiled at the webcam, seeing his livestream was recording and was now live for everyone of his viewers to see.

“So, recently I was requested by a number of you, and by Atemu, to play a game called “Bendy and the Ink Machine” today. I dunno anything about this game, other than that the icon on my computer screen is super adorable, and that this game had some jump scares.”

“Yes it does.” Atemu spoke up, pushing his office chair closer to be seen in the recording. “I’ve already played the game of what is out so far, now it’s Aibou’s turn!”

He grinned, wrapping his arm around the other’s shoulders. “Did you know this guy hates jump scares? He punched a fun house employee in the face when we went to Kaiba Land a month ago.”

Yugi looked at him, shocked, before groaned, covering his face. “Ateeeemmmmuuuu…! Shut up! You screamed and jumped onto Jounouchi when the chainsaw guy jumped out!”

“I will neither confirm nor deny that such an event took place.”

“Uhg, anyway! Let’s get this game set up.” Yugi rolled his eyes, starting up the game, seeing the screen for it come up on his laptop. “Oh, I like the art style for this, it’s rather… old-school, yeah?”

“You’re old-school for saying that.” Atemu chuckled, getting his face pushed at by his partner.

The orchid-eyed gamer shook his head and clicked chapter one. “Oh, I see Bendy in the corner! He’s so cute, look, he’s dancing a little. He’s a demon, right?”

“Yes he is.”

“Okay, cool. Oh, here we go. I see a letter, wow, thirty years away from work? Hm, wonder when this takes place, and who is Joey Drew?”

“He’s the guy who owns the animation studio your guy use to work for. Your name is Henry in this.”

Yugi chuckled. “Wow, alright. Okay, here we go, I’m… these controls suck.” He frowned, toying with the keys as he moved down a hallway with posters. “There we go. Wow, who leaves a projector on like that? Is this game suppose to be scary?”

Atemu nodded, watching him with a grin, waiting for the jump scares to happen. “Just wait, it gets scary.”

Yugi doubted it, but he continued to play, commenting on things he found, a bit confused by the ‘Dreams Come True’ message on the wall. “Someone at Disney is gonna be pissed.”

He continued on, finding the Ink Machine, before continuing down the hall when he jumped at the loud bang of a piece of the ceiling coming down. “Oh jeez! Okay, uhh… that just happened. Other Me, is something gonna…”

“No, nothing is gonna jump out at you.”

“Oh good.”

“At this part.”

“Oh come on!”

Yugi moved down the hall and yelped when he spotted Boris on the surgery table. “What the fuck, what the fuck? That’s not right, this is like some bullshit from a creepy pasta!” He ignored Atemu’s laughter as he got to the puzzle part of the game, collect the items needed to start up the machine.

He ran into his second jump scare by a Bendy cutout. “Okay, you know what, he’s not cute anymore.”

“He’s adorable.” Atemu grinned, watching as Yugi continued to play. A third jump scare happened from another cut out before Yugi got the machine to work.

“There, okay, let’s go see what to do about the Ink Machine now.” The duelist commented as he moved Henry back to the room. “Why is the doorway to the room boarded up?”

Atemu’s lack of an answer made Yugi nervous as he approached the boards and-

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Yugi shot back from his desk when “Bendy” showed up. “Oh god, oh god!” He tried to get Henry to run away, back to the exit, only for him to watch the guy fall down into another part of the game.

He turned and glared at Atemu, who was laughing so hard he was crying. “Y-you should have seen the look on your face…!”

“Hahaha, kiss my ass!” Yugi huffed, blushing deeply as he tried to continue playing, god damnit, this was live…

–

Based on my own experience playing the first chapter of the game, haha.

[fuzzywhatzitinvasion]

Ink and Cups, Ch. 1?

So, im doing a bendystraw fic, but im kinda dropping the oldtimey speak, mostly cuz idk how to write it, haha.

Cuphead waited, rubbing his hands together and grinning widely, staring directly at Porkrind’s Emporium. He let out a soft dark chuckle. Immediately from behind, Mugman shouted, “Cuphead! I’ve been looking all over for you! You’ve gotta listen,” Cuphead quickly covered Mugman’s mouth, “Shh! You wanna alert the while town? Anyway, you came here just in time. That pig is gonna get it.” Mugman removed Cuphead’s hand, “No you don’t understand, this is- What? Oh no, you’re not up to trouble again, are you?” Cuphead simply grinned, then pushed Mugman behind the corner of the building. He peeked out, “There he is....”  Porkrind was stomping down the street, carrying a bag of supplies and potions. He had a smile on his face and he was whistling a tune. 

Mugman whispered, “Cuphead theres something-” “Shh!” growled Cuphead. “But it’s really-” “Shut up, Mug.” “But there’s a-” As Porkrind opened the door, a bucket filled with black ink fell down on his head, covering his supplies and the front of his clothes and face. He yelled in anger, “Who did this?!” Cuphead couldnt hold back, he burst into laughter. “That’ll teach that schmuck!”  Porkrind snarled, steam coming out of his ears. “You’re gonna get it, Cuphead!” But to his surprise the ink completely dripped off, forming before him as an inky blob. 

“Oh, no, thats...” Mugman shivered, hiding behind Cuphead. “I-its the demon!!” “Demon...?” Porkrind stepped back as the blob formed into a small figure with pointy horns atop its head. The pig screamed and ran into the shop, locking the doors and switching the sign to “Closed.” 

“Theres another devil?! Why didnt you tell me?” Cuphead glared at Mugman, who glared back. 

“I tried to-” Mugman started before he was once again cut off. 

“Stay back. I know how to deal with monsters like you!!” Cuphead threatened, holding his hand like a gun and pointing it towards the creature.

The demon stared at Cuphead innocently, stepping towards him and cocking his head to one side quizzically. 

“What do you want from us? Getting revenge for us takin down your boss?” Cuphead asked. 

Bendy blinked twice in confusion. He slinked closer, grabbing Cuphead’s hand and shaking it, giving him a toothy grin. 

“Don’t touch me!” Cuphead yelled, jumping back and knocking over Mugman. “Whoops, sorry Mugs.”

Cuphead helped Mugman up, then turned back to face the demon who was inches from his face. He yelped then covered his mouth in embarrassment. The demon put its hands on Cuphead’s shoulders and climed up him, taking a peek into Cuphead’s head. 

“Hey! Get offa me!” Cuphead protested, but the demon just took a seat in his head, crossing his legs and leaning against the straw. 

Mugman laughed as Cuphead growled in anger. 

“Like that, huh? Well lets see how you like this!” Cuphead bended over and used his super attack, white liquid spilling out from his head and sending the devil flying across the street. He landed and rolled into a wall, splatting some ink across it. He stood, gathering himself and shaking off the excess liquid.

Bendy threw his head back and laughed silently, then ran back to Cuphead, quickly scaling the boy and sitting back down in his head. He pointed to the wall, then grabbed onto the edges of the cup excitedly. 

Cuphead swears loudly and Mugman continues laughing, nearly in tears. “I think he wants you to do it again,” Mugman chuckled. Cuphead glares at Mugman angrily.

“I’m gonna go to Elder Kettle. Maybe he’ll know how to get rid of this thing.” Cuphead groaned. 

They started walking. Mugman watched the demon carefully. The demon’s grin faded into a look of curiousity. 

“It doesn’t seem to want to hurt us...” Mugman said. “Do you think it wants to make a deal with us?”

“Well there aint no way I’m gonna go down that road again.” Cuphead replied. 

Mugman nodded quickly. “It doesnt seem to understand us...”

“Or it’s pretending not to.” 

“Why would it do that?”

“I don’t know,” Cuphead sighed. 

The demon shifts into a standing position and leans down, looking Cuphead in the eyes. 

“What do you want?” Cuphead demanded.

The demon smiled at him. Cuphead stopped abruptly and pulled the demon out, letting him drop onto the ground. Bendy looked up at Cuphead with a hurt expression. 

“Go! Get outta here! No one wants your kind wandering around and causing trouble!” Cuphead yelled, then walked around the devil and continued down the road. 

Mugman looked at the demon sadly as the demon looked to the ground, dragging his finger in the dirt. 

“Come on, Mugs.” Cuphead said. 

Mugman hesitated. “What are you drawing there?” He stepped closer to the demon. 

It looked up at Mugman. 

“ ‘Bendy’?” Mugman read. 

“Mugs! Lets go!” Cuphead grabbed Mugman’s arm and dragged him away. 

The ground started to rumble, cracks appearing in the dirt. The brothers yelped as thick spiky vines shot out, wrapping them up. Out from the earth burst Cagney Carnation, a wicked grin on his face. Cagney laughed, “Hello cups! You thought I’d just let you get away with attacking me and my boys, didn’t you? Well you’re wrong!” he hissed.

Bendy backed away slowly a few paces, then melted into ink and sunk into the dirt. 

Cuphead yelled, “What? This is the thanks I get for freeing you?” 

Cagney scoffed. “Who cares! You killed many innocent flowers, why didn’t you just fight the devil in the first place? Why, why, why?! Well, it doesn’t matter now. Because your nutrients will feed a new generation of flowers!”

“What?!” Mugman and Cuphead struggled as the vines got tighter, lifting them into the air and towards Cagney’s gaping mouth filled with razor sharp fangs. 

Bendy sneaked up behind the plant, holding his finger to his mouth briefly then pulling out a pair of scissors. With a quick snip, Cagney’s flower head tumbled down and the vines became limp, freeing the boys. 

They carefully removed the vines, shuddering at the sight of Cagney’s severed head. 

Cuphead eyed the demon carefully. “You... saved us?”

Bendy drops the scissors and steps forward. 

Mugman looked to Cuphead. “Are you sure he’s evil?”

Cuphead let out a soft sigh, then held out his hand.

Bendy smiles brightly and runs to him, hugging him tightly. “Uh...” Cuphead responds, hesitantly hugging back. 

“Aww, looks like you have a new friend.” Mugman chuckles. 

Bendy releases the talking cup and looks up at him. Cuphead feels something strange in his chest and he giggles. “You know, he’s kinda cute when you really look at him.”

Mugman gives Cuphead a strange look. “I think his name is Bendy. Its what he wrote earlier anyway.”

Cuphead repeats, “Bendy.” The devil winks at him then sinks into the ground. “Wait, don’t go!” 

“I’m sure he’ll be back.” Mugman says, putting a hand on his brother’s shoulder.

“Yeah...” Cuphead stares at the spot where Bendy was. 

They make their way home. Mugman greets the elder kettle whiloe Cuphead just goes to his room. He opens the door and suddenly a bucket of black ink falls onto his head. “What?! Who-”

The ink drips down onto the floor and forms into Bendy who laughs silently, clutching his stomach. Cuphead joins him in laughter, adding, “Nice one, Bendy. You really got me.”

[49scribes-a]

Never not gonna hate that bitch

Man I would'a punched her

Gottarun gottarun gottarun

[Nate voice] LOLBYE

I GOT STUCK. THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS TO ME.

*singing* gotta fucking ruuun

Oh god– I’M LEAVING THIS PLACE.

You guys are a bunch of assholes, I don’t wanna hang out with you.

RUN FOREST RUUUUN.

Sully is A Good. A dirty, but A Good.

Man I wouldn’t have gotten back up after that.

“We’re safe here”. Are we really?

You try to take that from me I’m gonna break this bottle over your head, Sully.

“You must be at least Level 4 to unlock tragic backstory.” And by Level 4 we mean A Thief’s End.

You miss the tit and ass commetary that much?

No I don’t miss it.

Be The Squirrel.

Very big squirrel.

Very destructive like a squirrel.

Chloe asking the real questions.

Wow, that was a big ass rat.

Oh, rest in peace Cutter.

Midair ragdoll. Nice.

I really wish I had the Evil Within 2 cuz then I’d be screaming all the time.

No, no, no, no, I don’t wanna go down the creepy hallway.

Totally want to go down the creepy hallway don’t lie

Oh fuck spiders.

THE SPIDERS. I REMEMbER THE SPIDERS.

KITTY.

*meows at the kitty*

MROW.

I’m the monkey. Of course.

Monkey man.

What is this, Twilight?

Seriously what was with all the monkey comments in twilight?

“I know what you really are.” “Say it–” “*whispers* MONKEY MAN.”

Just chokes him.

Kinky.

I can’t believe King Cross is in this game.

Fuck King Cross.

Lavi sneaking his way into my commentary smh

Damn I took out mine quicker, Cutter. Did you see how I swung the shIT out of him and he ragdolled?

Since when does Nate do anything quietly?

Nope. Denied.

That fucking smug face.

Weeeeee have a nice nap.

They gon’ sleep gud

There it is. SPIDER IN A JAR. Stupid spider. Dear lord.

That godly cat sense.

Squirrel game not strong enough.

ITS MINE NOW.

I took the wrong bus going to class and I wound up in this HELLA fancy street. Imma go back, its hella aesthetic.

“Bnaca”. WOW YOU MISPELLED MY NAME KIT. WHAT HTE HELL. BANNED.

The other Bianca where I work is Blanch, now you bianca are Bnaca.

I’m sexually attracted to a library *finger guns*

Not a phrase I ever thought I’d read with my own two eyes.

(please don’t take me seriously… but it really is a hella nice library.

Too late I already took it seriously. You’ll forever be known to me as That Library Fucker.

Hmmmmm…. title I will gladly wear. It is better than my last one.

Dare I even ask what your last one was?

mY DAD JUST CAME BACK HOME AND I THOUGHT WE WERE BEING ROBBED AND I ALMOST HAD A FUCKING HEART ATTACK. I WAS REACHING FOR MY KNIFE AND EVERYTHING. I WAS GONNA STEALTH ATTACK THEIR ASS IF WE WERE.

He just… spread his ass cheeks wide open for that death.

This assholes gonna get it. Gonna get fucking clipped.

This asshole’s gonna get it – in the asshole.

“That wasn’t necessary” I don’t know what you’re talking about. That was completely necessary.

Tfw ur a paranoid fuck and have a mental map of hiding places on your route home.

I don’t plan hiding places, I plot environmental hazard spots.

I would have just led him into traffic tbh. I’m a dick that way.

Catch me taking random and increasingly dangerous routes.

When I opened my eyes, I was on the road and bleeding.

To be fair, I dented the pole with my face. So it was a tie.

Didn’t go to the hospital though. I was 8. I was tough. We went on vacation the next day.

*/Pyromania intensifies/*

I don’t think Doug is gonna like this place.

JUST AS LONG AS HE’S NOT THE ONE ON FIRE.

[Lavi voice] :3c

Flirting, Lavi style: Light them on fire

Man that’s actually kind of a weird thing to say when you remember how many things and people Lavi has lit on fire.

Technically everything Lavi has lit on fire have been Akuma so does that count?

You forget this is Lavi.

Lavi’s a demon fucker – More news at 10.

Things Lavi has lit on fire: Doug. Krory. Allen. Road. Tyki. Billions of Akuma. What a slut.

HE ALSO LIT THE EARL ON FIRE.

I could say something about him lighting the Earl on fire but… I w on ’t.

I DID NOT WANT TO THINK ABOUT WHAT I THOUGHT ABOUT, KIT.

He’s fine, its just a busted knee cap.

Nate’s very thicc. Look at that ass.

-squints at all the weed blogs following me now-

IIIIIMMMM GONNA SWIIIING FROM THE CHANDLIEEEER. FROM THE CHANDELIIIEEEEEEER.

I assumed he would come back on wednesday because he’d be out of weed. He’s always out of weed on this day. Weedless wednesdays.

I’m back, and I’m not reading all that. I’m kinda scared to read what you’re all saying anyway.

Haha knight armor.

Light it on fire and see what happens :>

N O. KIT NO. WEEPS.

I may just suck at sucking.

No Escape.

Give me the cat nip.

BE SAFE. Don’t fly away or anything.

Oz doesn’t have internet. Its not worth the trip.

But what if I want to fly away.

Then bring a parachute

Time For Regret.

Fuuuuck no I hate those big ass spiders.

Wow this water is so green. Its Super Green.

Green Lantern water.

Inhale the glow.

Its the mucus from those commercials for mucinex.

Make sure you inhale with your stomach – inhale the maximum amount of glow.

DRAG HIM INTO THE WELL.

WELCOME TO HELL.

Well Hell.

Yolo harder.

Your fucking shit is mine.

You just turned his dick into swiss cheese.

Ah yes. The dick shots. Its been too long.

Peak out, bitch.

Yea, they can. Where do you think that curdled milk cheese comes from.

My life has been a lie.

I can’t even remember what its called. Its nasty af though. Chunky milk in a dish.

Cottage cheese?

YES. THAT. COTTAGE CHEESE COMES FROM SWISS CHEESED DICKS.

eVERYTHING I KNOW IS A LIE.

(library voice) I’m sexy and I know it

Today on Hige Ruins Everything

Look at that goddamn library. I’d put my cottage cheese all over that thing.

HQ to Bianca. You’re breaking up. Over.

I’m sorry I keep breaking up with you guys, I just feel like our relationship isn’t going to advance any further.

JUST BECAUSE ITS NOT GOING TO LEVEL UP DOESN’T MEAN WE HAVE TO BREAK UP. WE CAN STAY THIS WAY.

I’LL PISS IN THE BENDY PART OF THEIR KNEE.

What. Where did that even–

My hands are cold. Almost as cold as my soul.

Hello darkness my old friend.

That’s friend material right there.

SIREN’S ARE GOING AGAIN. WHY’RE SIRENS GOING AGAIN. THE DOGS ARE BORKING.

Bullet buffet.

Is that… pineapple with pizza slice toppings?

And we’ve lost Bianca.

If it fits I fuckings falls ins.

Did Nate have tits just now? When he… when he died.

If he did, they would have saved his life.

Stop that bullet trajectory into his chest.

#TitsSaveLives

[Lavi voice] Can confirm. Trust me, I’m an expert.

GLIIITCH.

WHOA. WHAT IS GOING ON. GAME? GAME?!

At least it unglitched me.

Still not as great as Vibrating Nate. Also yes hello I am now Dr. Suess.

ITS BECAUSE I SAID TITS SAVE LIVES, ISN’T IT

THAT HURT.

DID HE JUST. PUNCH HIM IN THE NUTS OR.

dick kicking time.

Aaah, to have a smoker handy.

I thought of four different types of smoker in an instant and was very confused bc to what point is a meat smoker going to help Nate…

Tfw you hear the word smoker and think of meat smoker first despite hanging with stoners…

I call hax on Nate.

Man if I had that torch I woulda smacked that guy and burned half his face

Oh fuck off Talibut. Shove a cactus up your ass.

what the fUCK. HELL NO.

NIGHTMARE FUEL.

Screw the spiders.

Spirahnas.

bAD SPIDERS.

Just blew that guy into Kibbles n Bits

This is the party cart.

PAAARTTTYY CAAART.

wh AT HAPPENED TO MI SON. DEAK YOU PUT YOUR HEAD BACK ON RIGHT NOW YOUNG MAN.

WUT UP MY DITCH COUSINS

The sky.

WRONG. THE SHRIEKING VOID WE LOVINGLY CALL SPACE.

But what if its down? Or left?

Technically the void is everywhere and nowhere all at once -- its inescapable in its omnipotence.

I aint even high rn.

Your very existence is a high.

This is true. This is probably why I have not been high despite having been hot boxed and smoking three god damn blunts. I just... can't get it.

They kept saying maaan you're gonna be fucked up after this and i'm just. bruh my entire existence is fucked up.

HI I HEARD THERE WAS FIRE.

FFFIIIIIRRRREEEEEEEEEEE.

The pyro in me is v happy with this scene.

Even better than assthetic.

It'd hit my aesthetic if I could smell it through the screen, but alas, I cannot.

NYOOM. LOOK AT HIM FLY.

God I love the smell of burning buildings tho. I mean... it smells terrible... but it fills me with a very warm and fuzzy feeling. Like a feeling one might get on christmas morning.

Hige confirmed for arsonist.

I told you before, my town was just a constant smell of maceration water, decay, cat piss, and various forms of smoke.

He didn't see you. He smelled you.

Reno called: he wants his uniform back.

I still don't get how he does all this shit with them tight ass pants.

RIP his balls. RIP his life too.

Nate is the real one stripping balls.

Did I just hear a Sasuke scream.

NAAAAAARUTTOOOOOOOOOOO.

AGAIN. THANK YOU LORDS.

IT SOUNDS LIKE FUCKING SASUKE.

Sasuke Uchihad his ass to the future.

Sasuke Uchihad his own ass.

He scream at own ass.

I used to be a treasure hunter like u. Then I took a bullet to the knee.

You mean to the dick. Bianca here takes no prisoners.

No that guy took it 2 the knee.

His third knee.

I /guess/ it counts as a bone.

Nate pads his ass cheeks. Is this how he survives them falls?

Those big guys have balls of steel tho he took those kicks like a CHAMP.

What if he's broken his ass before? RIP Nate's ass.

Probably has tbh. Had that crushed pelvis from Snoo Snoo.

Walked crooked for a month. Got roasted with anal jokes.

U know I could make a joke but. I'll be good.

No. Be bad.

Life is better when you don't think through your actions. Just get it out.

Think of all the children u just killed Bianca.

Today I saw a dead possum on the road outside the house.

When life throws grenades, pick them up and throw them back. I DON'T WANT YOUR GOD DAMN GRENADES.

This can't be it. That couldn't possibly be it. Is this to lul me into a false sense of security? Because its not cool. I feel like a deer, walking across the open meadow.

Tripping baaaaaaaallz.

Nate likes playing with big balls, pass it along.

Well you could design a sword without the blood groof but it'd be heavy af. Like good fucking luck swinging it unless you're the incarnation of "I' the Juggernaut, bitch".

I'm judging all of FFVII.

Judge Reno while you're at it.

Too busy judging Lavi. At least Reno doesn't have a knife kink.

..... *coughs* W e ll...

Reno, after being stabbed: Thank u this is mine now.

Her boobs got smaller, I swear. Look. Look at them. They shrunk.

RIP Elena's boobs.

*Sighs* All these people, history buffs.

Naaaah we all just collectively played Assassins Creed.

It tru tho.

Lavi, putting his fists up: You got a problem with history buffs?

Nate your ass looks great in these jeans.

I want all the ass creed. All. Need.

Its the Spooders that we don't like.

SPOODERS.

I hope you're happy fox fox. I just choked on my spongey creme bread reading that goddamn angst.

I'm that jackass that pushes you into the spiders webs just to hear you scream.

He found the mummified corpse of an old man holding his dick in his last fap session in his tomb.

Yes, please, stop me. Tackle me. (laughs)

Lavi and Deak tbh. Except. They'd actually tackle each other lmfao.

Penelo Pinella Pinero bread WHO CARES. Her name is Penera Bread now.

I can't wait to hear you screaming kek.

Those aren't swords those are Mammoth Cleavers.

There we go. Mammoth Cleavers. We'll go with that I guess.

"I hope it'll be helpful to you". Yeah, I mean. It'll be helpful... to me... in stealing stuff. But don't worry about it. You didn't hear nothin'.

I'm still stuck in the fifth ark, spam killing slugs weeps

I was going somewhere and I can't remember where.

The waterway whose name I can't spell.

Fussbudget... his name is Fussbudget. Really?

...I'm not making those noises.

Shut up, Kit. I wasn't going to impersonate that.

But why not? Do it. Do it for the vine.

I'm not doing it for the vine.

There's an esper in this area but you can't get it later. He's the one I can't pronounce his name right, he's the one I can't say it right, but he's the UGLY one. Like the really ugly one.

I'm a rat murderer and taker of treasure.

No, come back. Come baaaaack-- You're dead.

You know if it weren't for game logic I would just jump right up there.

Am I your magic rare game charm now or?

Kit you're my rare game charm now. So... wave your hands, and make the Razorfin pop up.

*waves mi hands in the air* RazorwingRazorwingRazorwing

Its Razorfin not Razorwing.

Give me your bigger mutant brother, so I can kill it.

Razorfin more like Bitchfin.

(Razorfin voice) Not Today

(Razorfin voice) you said you were gonna cook me so i aiN'T COMIN OUT

What if I don't cook you, will you come out? I'll... put you in clean water or something.

(Razorfin voice) n o p e u done goofed

No broom pats this time. I'm impressed.

I probably hurt its feelings when I called it Razorwing. Or Bitchfin.

God damn it Kit you were supposed to be a magic charm to make these rare game come out and instead you hurt its feelings.

(razorfin voice) ALL OF U ARE MEANIES I'M TAKING MY TOYS AND GOING HOME.

You know its been a while since anythings respawned in this area because. It seems to know I'm on a war path.

You know I feel like this is somewhere on par with the Helix fossil.

Let's not bring up our Lord and Savior the Helix fossil.

Wow I'm so desperate for it to pop up I thought I just saw a red dot on my screen, but my eyes are playing tricks on me.

Get your fucking helix out of here.

YOU ASSHOLE. YOU'RE MINE.

BITCHFINS HAVE FEELINGS TOO. WEEPS. POOR BITCHFIN.

Look Isa-- Bitchfin. Deserved it. Making me go back SO MANY TIMES before it respawned.

Vaan don't make those noises. Makes me think of dirty things-- oh my god.

Balthier you little shit, you had to say it all fancy like?

WHO HERE LIKES MIMICS BECAUSE I SURE DON'T.

Wow. That was bad. For a moment I mistook Basch for a corpse and I was gonna attack him.

Calm yourself before you hurt yourself.

So many spooky scary skeletons.

Don't start that Isa NO.

Spoopy scary skeletons. For the skeleton war. En gaurde Fuckboy.

[nyrandrea]

Enemy

Heya! So...this one turned out longer than expected, terribly sorry for the wait ^^;. But hey! The third chapter's finally done...heh...woot. 

Unfortunately I couldn't tag the last two chapters in this post because haha, I'm doing this whole thing on a crappy ass tablet. But I did reblog them both recently, the first chapter being 'Friend' and the second being 'Rest'. They shouldn't be hard to find on my blog.

This fanfic has been inspired by the wonderful 2D Bendy AU created by the equally wonderful @shinyzango, go check her blog out!

Enjoy!

To say Henry was scared was an extreme understatement, he was absolutely fucking terrified.

Not even during his time in service was he this panicked, at least then he knew what he was up against.

While still running as fast as he could, he quickly looked behind him to find the halls quickly filling up with ink, the jet black gloopy liquid was starting to catch up with him, if his legs got caught in it, he would be done for. 

A high pitched screech caught his attention as he noticed that the deformed monstrous Bendy, along with the ink, was also starting to catch up, luckily for him though, it's design gave it quite the disadvantage where speed was concerned.

This version of Bendy was very tall, thin and lanky. It’s crooked horns were different in size, one being longer than the other and long sharp claws protruded out of it's stained gloves. However, the one thing that prevented the monster from being quicker than the older man, was one of it's legs, which was bent at a backwards angle, completely crippling it's running ability and speed.

But by God, that didn't stop it from trying.

“Henry! Take a left here, quickly!”

He looked down at the piece of paper he was clutching, the smaller and much friendlier 2D version of Bendy was pointing towards a corner in the hallway that was coming up. He felt his heart wrench a little when he saw that the demon looked just as frightened as he felt, the poor thing was practically shaking.

Glancing back behind him to see how far away the monster was, he couldn’t help but wonder: how were these two made from the exact same ink? They were complete polar opposites.

But theorising would have to wait, survival was his top priority right now.

Turning the corner, he kept running as fast as he possibly could, but his stamina was starting to wear off a bit, his body still hadn’t completely recovered from the last attack with the Searchers and his breathing was starting to get heavier, noticeably so as it was earning him a scared look from Bendy.

“H-Henry...are you alright? You're breathin's become real heavy-like.” 

“I’m just...peachy...”He replied, smirking slightly. But both of them had noticed that he was starting to slow down.

Apparently the monster behind them had noticed too as it shrieked at them, picking up it's pace to catch up. It's grin had become even wider.

‘No...' Henry angrily thought. 'This isn't how I die! I'm not letting that thing take me down!'

He noticed a few tables and chairs dotted along the corridor, and stopped a few times to topple them over to try and slow the monster down. It was risky to keep stopping during the chase like that, but it was worth a damn try.

His eyes widened as he heard a distressed roar and slowed down to look behind him to see that the creature was having a bit of difficulty getting over one of the wooden tables that he had toppled over, it's giant toothy grin had now turned into a frown as it tried to get it's crooked leg over the table top.

It would have been a funny sight if he wasn't so damn terrified at the moment.

Taking this golden opportunity to get away, he quickly slipped into the next corridor, taking a few lefts and rights in an attempt to throw the monster off of their trail. After a few minutes, he stopped to catch his breath. Looking around, he found himself in a hall-like room.

'I don't remember this being here...' Henry thought as he had a good look around.

It was mostly empty, with the exception of a few tables and chairs. Like the rest of the studio, the walls had a few posters, some cardboard cut-outs of Bendy that were eerily off-putting, and splashes of ink that seemed to have been splattered about the walls. He also took note of a few doors that could be used as an exit if the monster Bendy found them.

'If?' Henry inwardly scoffed. 'More like when.’

Still...there was something very...off about this room in particular. There was something about it that made the hairs on the back of his neck raise up. But what was it?

“H-Henry...?” He heard a small, tentative voice say.

Ah shit, he had completely forgotten to ask Bendy if he was alright. The poor fellow was probably still shaken up from the chase. 

“Sorry bud, how are you holding up?” He asked, looking down at the cartoon. Henry's calm expression suddenly turned into one of surprise as he saw that Bendy was pointing upwards, towards the ceiling.

“L-Look...” The small demon quietly said, his arm trembling slightly, as if in fear.

Glancing up, he realised why.

In the middle of the ceiling was a large pentagram roughly painted out in ink. But that wasn't the unsettling part, since he had seen plenty of smaller ones throughout the studio. It frightened him at first, of course, but after everything that had happened, they were the least of his worries now.

No, what was unsettling was the fact that this one seemed to have a blob of pulsing ink directly in the middle of it.

It...looked like a beating black heart of some sort.

“What the Hell...?” Henry murmured, staring up at the pentagram with wide eyes.

“Henry...we gotta get outta here, get far away from that thing.” Bendy urged in a hushed voice. The small demon hugged himself, looking around the room in a nervous manner.

“Yeah, no kidding...” The older man replied, still looking up at it. 

Finally managing to tear his eyes away from the pulsing pentagram, he started making his way towards the nearest door, only to stop when something gleaming caught his eye.

‘Wait.’ He thought. ‘There’s no way...’

An axe was laid up against a chair, it looked brand new with no stains on it whatsoever. It definitely wasn't his as that one was worn out and was covered in ink. But he didn't care who it belonged to, he was taking it anyway.

“Hey, when did Joey get all these axes, anyway?” Henry questioned Bendy, who was still looking pretty on-edge.

“I-I dunno, I never really noticed. Can we get a move on, please...?” Bendy replied, giving the man a pleading look, his arms still wrapped around his body.

Henry tried to calm the demon down. “Hey...don't worry. We're going to be fine. I'm moving on now, ok? Let's see where this door leads.” He said, putting his hand on the doorknob.

He didn't even get a chance to turn it.

The older man felt something sharp plunge into his right leg and yank him backwards. With a cry, he lost his grip on the door handle and suddenly felt himself being thrown across the room.

As he crashed onto the wooden floor, he heard Bendy cry out to him, screaming his name, but the little devil's voice seemed so...distant for some reason.

Looking at his hand, he realised that there was no paper there.

'Shit...' He thought to himself. 'I must have dropped it again...'

Henry tried to pull himself up into a sitting position, despite his aching body screaming in protest, his leg was especially painful, what had...?

Looking up, his eyes widened in realisation and horror as a large shadow suddenly dropped over him.

The monster Bendy was looking at it's gloved hand with a proud grin on it’s face, it's twiddling claws were dripping with a mixture of ink and...something else.

Something red. 

Henry looked down at his leg.

The bottom half of his trouser leg was shredded, and there was a large, deep gash running down his calf, blood was seeping from the wound. He swallowed as it started trembling slightly, it almost felt numb.

He looked back up when the monster started cackling, wincing as the horrible distorted sound echoed throughout the room, it turned it's head to stare right back at him with a gleeful grin on it's face. 

His instincts started to kick back in again as he looked around for his axe. It couldn't have gone far, he could still fight. There was no way in Hell that he was giving up now, he still had to retrieve the paper with his Bendy still on it, he had noticed that the little demon had stopped calling out for him, was he alright?

The monster started limping towards him, taking slow deliberate steps to draw out the moment, it's grin getting larger and larger as it got closer. 

Henry grimaced. The sick bastard was enjoying itself.

He noticed the axe from the corner of his eye, it wasn't very far away, but it also wasn't close enough for him to just reach out and grab it.

Deciding to try and use his good leg, he pulled himself up and started to hobble towards the axe. The monster's grin just got even bigger as it chuckled, seemingly amused at the fact that it's prey still wouldn't just give up and die. It flexed it's claws, getting ready to pounce.

Henry's leg gave away due to how much weight he was putting on it, but he managed to soften the blow this time by putting his hands out in front to land on the floor, he was close enough to the weapon now anyway. He reached out and curled his fingers around the axe's handle, and as he got a good grip, he spun back around quickly to face the danger head on.

He felt a huge pressure crash down on him, sharp claws digging into his shoulders and an ear piercing scream that practically made his ears bleed. The monster's face got dangerously close to his, it's black ink glooped onto him, he felt it drip onto his face, neck and hair, matting it up. He tried to push the sharp end of the axe into the monster's chest to deter it and get it off of him, but other than leaving a mark, it didn't do much to the creature, it didn't even seem to hurt it.

However, 'it' was certainly hurting him.

It's claws were digging deeper and deeper into his shoulders, and it's strength far outmatched his as it kept pushing down on him, making the wooden floorboards creak at the pressure. The older man also felt his breathing starting to get heavier and more strained, his chest felt incredibly tight.

His eyes started to water as he gazed up into the beast's face, it's maniacal grin was unbearable to look at. It was so smug, so proud, it knew it had won. Soon, it's prey's flickering flame of life was going to be extinguished.

The smug grin was quickly wiped away as a huge fist sent the creature flying into a wall.

Henry felt the huge pressure suddenly lift, and clutched his chest as he breathed in huge gulps of air, he looked up as he felt something loom over him. He felt himself grin in relief when he saw the huge hulking form of his Bendy, standing over him in a protective manner.

The other monster slid down from the wall to the floor, and hissed as it gained it's bearings again. It suddenly looked back over at it's attacker, raising it's head slightly as it sized up it's new competition. 

Bendy held his ground and arched his back slightly in a threatening manner, emitting a low growl to fend the thin, lanky monster away. The two were squaring off against each other, and Henry was right in the middle of it. 

He wanted to move away, he really did. There was no telling what would happen if the two ink monsters ended up battling each other and with the way things were looking, he was pretty certain that a fight was definitely going to happen. But his leg wound was crippling him to the point that he couldn't even really move right now. He had to stop the bleeding and get it cleaned up soon, and he sure as Hell had to keep away any ink from getting into the wound.

Easier said than done, what with the two large ink monsters currently looming over him.

The smaller, thinner Bendy suddenly screeched and leapt at them, only to be swatted to the side again.

Only this time, the monster decided to cling to Bendy's large hand, using this chance to climb up his arm and start raking it's claws into his body, this only earned an annoyed look from Bendy, as he slammed his arm into the wall, making a sickening splatter sound.

The monster, once again, slid down the wall and into a black puddle on the floor, but this time, it's body didn’t form from the black substance, only it's deformed horns and huge grinning face came out. 

Had it...given up?

A loud thumping sound from above suddenly got their attention.

The pentagram...the ink 'heart'...it was...pulsating.

Large amounts of ink dropped out from the pentagram's centre and landed on the floor, forming huge puddles. Heads and arms started to form out of the ink, it was those creatures again.

Henry looked back up, the pentagram was actually producing those things...

A low growl came from above him as Bendy hovered closer to Henry, using his arms to form a sort of barrier between the human and the ink monsters. It wasn't long before they were completely surrounded, the thin monster Bendy had fully formed again, it clapped it's gloved claws together as it limped towards them, it seemed...excited.

There was a long, drawn out moment of silence before all Hell broke loose.

The lanky Bendy was the first to attack, screeching as it leapt for Henry, but just like before, it was swiftly stopped by a fist to the face, sending it flying across the room, but the Searchers were quick to follow the assault.

There were so many of them, more than what they had faced before. Some where even joined together, forming hellish abominations. They all screeched and screamed as they charged at Bendy and Henry, the large ink heart pentagram was still beating, the thumping was almost deafening. It was all so surreal to the older man.

Bendy wasted no time in smashing the Searchers into nothing but splatters on the ground, but with the combination of trying to keep Henry safe, keeping the increasing number of monsters away and being as careful as he could as to not accidentally crush the man while he was fighting was proving to be quite a challenge for the demon, and Henry was starting to notice, as he tried to get up, balancing himself on one leg, using his axe as a crutch of sorts.

“Bendy...I'm going to get out of your way, ok? You'll beat these things faster if I'm not directly underneath you.” Henry said, as he attempted to limp off towards a nearby wall.

This earned a distressed whine from Bendy, he wanted Henry near so the man was completely protected, but it would make the fight easier. Grunting slightly as he swiped another Searcher away, he quickly picked up Henry with one hand, being careful not to touch the wounded leg, and moved him to the wall himself, laying him against it so he was as comfortable as he could be at this given moment.

Henry smirked weakly at the demon. “Heh...thanks bud.”

Bendy replied with a wordless nod and a quick gentle head bump, before getting back to the fight, punching any Searchers that were in his way. Henry blinked as he put a hand to his forehead, smiling slightly when he saw the black substance on his fingers. 

'Guess that's our way of communicating now.’ He amusedly thought.

Most of the Searchers had been completely destroyed, nothing remained of them except from splatters on the ground and walls, the few that were left backed away and fled from the room, it seemed as though the urge to live was overpowering their bloodlust.

The room was left silent, only the sound of the beating ink blob echoed through the room.

A loud hiss got both of their attention though, as the other Bendy limped towards them with a frown on it's face. It looked up at the pentagram before staring back down at Henry, the frown turned into an angry sneer as it flexed it's claws.

Bendy moved his hulking form between them, growling in a much more ferocious manner than before, the sound was deep and...well...demonic. 

The pulsating heart thumped louder, making both Bendys suddenly react in completely different ways.

The thin, lanky monster simply grinned and nodded. It took a moment to wave it's clawed hand at Henry, it smiled in a nasty and smug manner before it melted into an ink puddle and seeped through a crack in the floor, completely disappearing.

Henry would have been ecstatic if it weren't for the way that Bendy was reacting to the pentagram's thumping.

The large monster had his head in his hands, groaning and whining in distress, his whole body was swaying, as if he had lost his balance.

“Bendy...?” Henry tentatively asked. What the Hell was going on?

The large demon crashed against a wall. His body was shaking and his hands were still covering his head, as if he was trying to keep the thumping sound out.

'Shit...' The man thought. 'That fucking pentagram must be messing with his head or something. I need to get him out of here...'

Henry stood up as quickly as he could, once again using his axe as a crutch. As soon as he was up, he had noticed that the room had went silent. Had Bendy snapped out of it? Or...?

He looked up to see Bendy staring right back at him, his white pupil was reduced to a tiny pinprick. His large grin bore sharp teeth, fangs almost, and his large hands had turned into claws. He looked so much more...feral. More horrifying.

They stood there for a moment, just staring at each other.

Bendy certainly looked more malicious, but...why hadn't he attacked yet?

It was then that Henry noticed a slight flickering in Bendy's eye, he looked troubled. His claws twitched, and the droplets of the rising ink on his back flared up slightly. It looked as though he was trying to hold himself back.

'He's...fighting himself, he's trying to not attack me.’ Henry realised.

He had to take the opportunity to get as much distance between them as possible, maybe if Bendy got far away enough from the pentagram, he would snap out of it.

With that in mind, Henry hobbled to the nearest door, and made his escape. 

He flinched when a moment later, he heard a ferocious roar.

The older man managed to get enough distance away from the room that he couldn't hear the beating of the ink heart any longer, thank God,  but he felt his heart drop a little when he heard a large crashing sound followed by the loud thudding of something big coming his way.

Henry suddenly felt himself being roughly pinned to the ground by a large clawed hand, and gasped as Bendy's face got dangerously close to his, snarling at him.

The demon still looked the same, the fangs were still there, the claws were still as sharp as ever and that terrifying white pinprick of a pupil was still there, making him looked crazed.

Were they not far away enough from the pentagram? Shit, what was he supposed to do?

But then he realised, it wasn't just the pentagram...

Bendy had been in this form for the past 20 minutes, that was far longer than any of his previous times. This was the price he was paying. This was far past the limit, the pentagram had only amplified it.

There was no way in Hell he was going to be able to fight Bendy in this state, even if his leg wasn't fucked up, he still wouldn’t stand a chance. He honestly didn't even want to fight the demon, he was his only friend in this crappy place.

No, he needed to calm him down, somehow.

“Bendy...” Henry started. “You’re ok bud...you're doing fine. It's me...Henry, remember? Your friend...?”

This only earned a low growl from Bendy, he didn't look as though he quite understood, but the older man noticed that his large, clawed hand was starting to tremble slightly. The flickering in his eye was back, he was fighting the urge again. Henry tried to coax him once more.

“Hey...come on...we still have to get out of this place, right? W-we'll stop whatever the Hell's going on down here, and then we'll get out. I p-promise you're going to love the outside world...the colours...oh man, they're pretty amazing...the green grass, the blue skies...”

Bendy's hand had lifted slightly, taking away a lot of the pressure that was holding Henry down, giving him a bit of room to move around. He suddenly got an idea, but he wasn't sure if the sudden movement was going to provoke Bendy.

Shit, it was a risk he was willing to take.

He sat up as much as he could, since Bendy was still holding him down, closed his eyes, and touched his forehead against the demon's, hoping that this would reconcile their friendship somewhat. More than anything, he just hoped that it would at least calm him down.

He flinched slightly when he felt something drip on him.

The hand that was holding him down started trembling violently and a low whine came from Bendy. He opened his eyes and looked up to see that the demon was...crying. 

Big, fat, inky tears rolled down his face, his grin had turned into a scared frown, but the fangs were gone, so were the claws, and the white pupil in his eye was bigger and more rounded again.

He was back to normal. 

Henry sighed in relief, but he felt his heart wrench at the snivelling Bendy, who had now lifted his hand completely and had backed away slightly, as if he was frightened to go near the man.

“Hey, hey...it's ok...” Henry coaxed as slowly got up. “It wasn't your fault, everything's alright now. You didn't hurt me that much.”

That was a slight lie as every muscle in his body was aching at the moment, but there was no way he was telling Bendy that.

Although the large demon looked as though he already knew.

The tears still streamed down his face, giving Henry an overwhelming urge to comfort him, but as he reached out to pat his arm, the demon flinched away and moved back, shaking his head.

'I don't want to hurt you again.’ The monster's expression seemed to say.

Henry frowned, but he didn't want to push the matter as he had to find a first aid kit to patch up his leg, and quickly too.

“Alright, well...come on, I have to fix up my leg, you should probably get back onto your page, ok?” He gently said. 

Bendy nodded silently as he put his hand on the floor, quickly dissolving into a pile of ink, leaving the small piece of paper floating on it.

The older man picked it up and started to slowly walk on.

He looked down to see Bendy sitting at the edge of the line with his legs up against his chest and his head buried into his crossed arms.

“Hey, uh...you wouldn't happen to know where a first aid kit would be, would you?” Henry asked in a weak attempt at small talk.

The small cartoon wordlessly raised his arm to point him in the right direction. Henry sighed.

“Thanks bud...”

Just like his leg, this was going to take a bit of time to heal.

Haha, aren't I just the worst? <:3c

I may actually continue this once the next chapter of the game comes out, because every time I watch Zango stream her comics, I keep getting inspired to write more, her art is just so good! x3

But I do have college deadlines to meet and a job to go to, so for now, I'm just gonna take a little break.

But anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! Because I certainly enjoyed writing it lol.

Let me know what y'all think!