#i used to love bendy and the ink machine! my favorite was always alice

[llicorice]

Borsh…………….

i love the grip you have on him like hes gonna escape...

[inkabelledesigns]

Poem 31: Thank You

A short poem from Alice and Poet, but a longer recording because I have my own two cents to add in as just me. I want to give a huge HUGE thank you to @halfusek for hosting Ink Demonth for the second year in a row. Thank you for all that you do to make the Bendy community as great as it is, you’re an absolute delight, your art is amazing, and you’re super sweet to all of us in the audience! This is the first month-long creative challenge of any kind that I’ve managed to see through to completion, and I’m happy with the result. I’ve learned a lot from it that I’m gonna continue to use for a long time. 

I also need to give another thank you to AJ and Steve ( @ahjones94 and https://twitter.com/HypeVoiceActing ) for all of their help with these audio pieces. You guys are awesome, and I’m proud to not only work with you, but call you my friends. <3 It wouldn’t be the same without you!

And now you get the full audio transcript below, not just the poem! Plus some project links to my friends, as promised.~

Steve (HyperVoiceActing): https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgD1... 

Rouge's Denial: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8F3ic... 

 AJ (BigBlue VA): https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCnMB... 

Break Time: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZYCh...

Sound Effects (Creative Commons 0): https://freesound.org/people/Aldebara... https://freesound.org/people/YourFrie... 

A Fond Farewell

By: Kat Alyst

Poet: Well dear listeners, 

It seems our time together has come to an end. 

I won’t pretend 

I didn’t enjoy it.

Because truly, I did.

You’ve been a delight to have around

Even though you’re not in our underground.

And it’s been a pleasure entertaining you

For the long month that it’s been. 

Twisted Alice: Really and truly, 

It’s been nice having you here. And seeing all your lovely compliments has made this angel feel heaven-sent. We may be stuck in this dingy old studio, but our stories will always live on out there, with you. 

Poet: Quite right dear angel! 

It’s really a shame, 

I wish I weren’t running out of tapes. 

I know, there are steaks, 

but it’d be nice to entertain again, you know? 

It’s been so long since our show. 

Surely we’re due for a comeback, yes?

Twisted Alice: Quite. Though it’d be a bit of a “dark revival,” all things considered. -chuckles- Either way, it’s been nice having an audience that doesn’t hate my guts. Thank you all for listening in.

Poet: Indeed. Dear viewers,

I hope you’ll consider looking back 

at all the lovely stories we shared together. 

And if you keep the tether, 

Consider listening again during stormy weather.

A good story is the best medicine 

When you’re having a cloudy day.

Until I can find more tapes to record on,

Here’s wishing you well out there.

Come back again soon! 

Your Poet is always ready with their monsoon of verses for you!

Kat: Wait, wait, don’t cut the tape just yet! 

Greetings everyone, my name is Kat Alyst, and I am the writer and voice behind the Poet, and all of these Ink Demonth poems. 

I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you so so much for all of your support throughout this month. This has been such a fun challenge for me, to test out my skills as a writer, a voice actor, and as an audio editor, and it feels so good to be in all of those things. 

I think the thing that surprised me the most is just the amount of people that stuck around to listen to all of these. 

Like I get it, poetry is not the first thing you think of when you hear “Bendy and the Ink Machine,” but it’s like, I’ve gotten to do so many fun things. I don’t think I’ve ever seen “fandom poetry” as a big thing that anybody’s explored, but there’s a lot of potential for it in a series like this.

I don’t know if I’ll ever do any Bendy poems again, but this was a really fun experiment, and I’m glad that I went through with it.

 Before I let you go, I feel it’s important that I give a huge, HUGE thank you to Steve and AJ for all the help that they’ve given me throughout this month. Like oh my god, you guys are superstars,  and I love you. Steve (HyperVoiceActing) was our voice actor for Joey Drew, Bendy, Boris, and Generic Toon #47. Yes, I’m sticking with that name and you can’t stop me. 

He’s also been my primary ‘sound board,’ just the person that I’ve been talking to the most with making sure that I’m doing a good job of all of this. ‘Cause I’m still very amateur when it comes to audio editing, and sometimes it really helps to have a second pair of ears. So Steve, thank you so much for everything you’ve done, you are phenomenal. 

AJ (BigBlue VA) was our voice of Henry in that one skit (27: Fight, he was also the Butcher Gang). AJ and I have been working together for a long time, and he is hysterical. So I was really looking forward to that as well. Just both of these guys have had some amazing performances throughout this whole thing, and I couldn’t do it without them. So thank you again.

I’ve been incredibly fortunate to work with these two before, be it on projects with our other friends or projects that they’ve been doing, so if you’d like to hear some work we’ve done together, I’m gonna link a little bit in the description. HyperVoiceActing is the channel for Steve and BigBlue VA is the channel for AJ. So go show them some love, they’re amazing at what they do, and it would really mean a lot to me. 

So with all that said and done, thank you so much for tuning into the Ink Demonth. And comment down below, what was your favorite poem of the bunch? Well, technically most of them were poems, a few of them were audio skits, but I wanna know what you think. I wanna know what you think I could be doing in the future too, because I am totally open to doing more crazy projects, it’s always a great time to just go in there and have some fun. So thank you again so much for tuning in, and I hope you all have a great rest of the day. Don’t let the Ink Demon bite! Ta-ta! 

[tornrose24]

Yeah I did some screenshot/character redraws in my style for the heck of it. Because I’m bored and I need to stay in practice with my coloring style. I got some... interesting results.

-Princess Zelda (Wind Waker) Was not expecting that lighting to make her look like a zombie and its weird as all heck. Also the coloring made her hair green.

-Alice Angel (Bendy and the Ink Machine) And this is why you shouldn’t let Disney get their hands on BatIM. If you look closely at her pupils, you might notice pie styled pupils. (Yes, the screenshot is from that movie theater cartoon they did).

-All Might (My Hero Academia) I’m not a die hard fan but I’m familiar with the series and I always wanted to try to re-draw this character. I changed his eyes, but I wanted to keep that skeletal look and I tried to use gray on his eyes and not do a white highlight. If he doesn’t look like a bishounen, then I hopefully succeeded.

Rose Quartz (Steven Universe). I like how I drew her facial expression more than how it looks in the screen shot, but that hair.... was not fun. She kind of looks like Entrapa of She-Ra’s older sister though.

Edith (Captain Underpants). Yes I wanted to redraw CU characters in my style again. I feel like she’s super cute no matter how I draw her ^_^ but because this is one of my favorite moments in the film, I had to draw the moment that comes right after it.

Captain Underpants (Captain Underpants). I HAD to draw this because I love his reaction when he sees her face. Though I admit it feels super jarring to see him in ANY other art style that doesn’t stick to Pilkey’s style sometimes, but that would also make me a hypocrite.

[baconsoupforthesoul]

The Ink Demonth- Day 8- Peace

Finally at Peace

A/N: This one-shot takes place after inkspottie’s wonderful fic, Monochrome Madness. If you haven't read it you’re missing out as it is one of my all-time favorite Bendy and the Ink Machine stories. This au and version of Henry belong to @inkspottie and I hope you enjoy~

Henry…Henry, my dear…It’s time to wake up…

Henry slowly opened his eyes as sunlight peeked through the blinds of his bedroom window. He turned his head to the empty spot next to him. Figures he would dream about her, considering what day it was. Henry sighed, wiping a stray tear off his face as he sat up. He stretched out his arms as his wings fluttered. It was crazy how much has changed since this time last year. On the first anniversary of Linda’s death, he had been an absolute wreck, staying almost the entire day in bed and only leaving the house so he could visit her grave. Now, well he had acquired horns, a halo, and wings for one thing. But most importantly, he wasn’t alone anymore. After returning to his former workplace that had been turned into an inky prison, he had managed to escape with most of his friends as well as his toons, Bendy, Boris, and Alice. Taking care of the toons gave him back the purpose in his life that he had thought he had lost with Linda. He had also formed a tight-knit support system with his former coworkers, each of them helping one another overcome the horrors they had experienced back at the studio. So, while the loss of his wife felt heavy in his chest, he didn’t feel like he was going to fall apart at the seams.

The smell of coffee pulled Henry from his thoughts though as he got up and walked out of his bedroom. As he entered the kitchen he was surprised to see Alice pouring out a cup of coffee, Boris scoping scrambled eggs onto four different plates and Bendy staring expectantly at the toaster.

“Mornin’ Henry!” Boris looked up at him with a friendly smile. “We made you some breakfast! We hope it tastes alright. And don’t worry, we have Bendy making the toast since that’s hard for him to screw up.”

“Hey!” Bendy protested, crossing his arms. “Just what’s that supposed ta mean?”

“It means the last time you tried to cook anything you almost blew up the kitchen,” Alice told him as the toast popped out of the toaster. “Now see if you can butter that without setting anything on fire, hmmm?” Bendy stuck his tongue out at the angel before going off to prepare said toast.

“Thank you.” Henry signed, smiling warmly at his toons. “You didn’t have to go to all the trouble.”

“Don’t you worry about it, Henry,” Boris said as he set the food on the table.

“Yeah, we just wanted to to a little something for you since… we know what today is…” Alice’s voice trailed off as she looked down at her feet. That’s right, Henry had explained to the toons earlier this month that this was the anniversary of Linda’s death and that it might sour his mood a little bit. He just didn’t want any of them to worry about him, he didn't expect them to go out of their way like this. He didn't want to bother anybody else with his grief.

“Are… are you feeling alright Henry?” The former animator looked over to see Bendy giving him a concerned look as he set the plate with the toast on the table. Henry realized that he had been lost in thought for a second and that his halo had dimmed and his winged were drooping. Even though he was no longer a toon, the new appendages he had gained still made him more of an open book then he would have liked.

“I’ll be okay,” Henry told him honestly. “Let’s eat, this food looks delicious.” Bendy still appeared concerned but took a seat with the rest of them as they dug in. The eggs turned out fantastic and Henry made sure to heap praises onto all of his toons for the meal.

“Aw shucks Henry, you’re making me blush.” Boris chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head.

“I’ll take care of the dishes,” Bendy announced as he cleared up the table.

“You better not break anything,” Alice warned him, a teasing smile on her face.

“Get off my case, Alice!” Bendy called back to her as he placed the dishes on the counter and started filling up the sink.

“I’ll help you dry them.” Henry signed before grabbing a towel.

“I can do it, Henry!” Bendy protested but Henry just chuckled. “You just go… rest or something, I don’t know.”

“I’m not sick Bendy.” Henry let out a huff of laughter. “I want to help. It keeps my mind occupied.”

“Okay… if you say so.” Bendy pulled up a footstool and started scrubbing the dishes. The two of them worked in silence for a moment, while Boris and Alice idly chatted at the table.

“Are ya… are ya gonna visit her grave today?” Bendy asked nervously, a little afraid to breach the heavy subject. Henry nodded as he placed a mug in the cupboard. “Would… would you mind if I came with you?”

“Of course not.” Henry signed before reaching over and rubbing Bendy in between his horns. Bendy leaned into the touch and gave his creator a small smile.

“Is it alright if we come to Henry?” Alice asked from across the room, turning around in her chair to face Henry with her hands gripping the back of it.

“We can all go together,” Henry told her after he had put the last dish away. “We’ll leave in just a moment, there’s just one thing I have to do first.”

As the toons got ready to head to the cemetery, Henry went out back and snipped a couple of the sunflowers from his garden. He remembered Linda showing him how to make a proper bouquet when she used to work at her flower shop but Henry still doesn’t think he can do them any justice. Still, he did his best as he wrapped the flowers with green tissue paper and secured them with a ribbon. By the time he had finished, the toons were all waiting by the car. The drive to the cemetery was unusually quiet. Henry was used to whenever he drove the toons anywhere to hear them either singing to the radio or having Alice and Bendy argue while Boris laughed at their antics. Henry felt uncomfortable under the stares they were all giving him as if they thought he was about to burst out into tears at any moment. It was to be expected though, he knew they were just concerned about him. He just wishes this day didn't have to make them feel as sad as he did.

After Henry pulled up at the cemetery, the toons slowly exited the car and followed their creator up the hill to the final resting place of Linda Stein. Henry clutched at the bouquet in his hand as he remembered the last time he had been here. He had been a broken man, sobbing at her gravestone, wondering why it had been her time and not his. Standing her brought back so much of Henry’s grief as struggled to keep himself composed in front of his toons. Suddenly, he felt a hand slip into his and he turned to see Alice holding his hand. Boris rested his head on Henry’s shoulder as he hugged him from behind. And Bendy latched onto Henry’s leg, squeezing it tight as he rubbed his cheek against him. The former animator managed a smile as he wiped the moisture from his eyes. “Thank you.” He signed with his free hand, hoping all three of them could see it.

“I really wish we could have met her Henry.” Alice’s voice quivered. “I’m sure she was wonderful.”

“Do ya… do ya think she would have liked us?” Bendy asked, sounding unsure of himself as he looked up at Henry.

“She would have loved you. All three of you.” Henry told him and Bendy sniffed, wiping away a stray tear of his own. Henry bent down and picked Bendy up, wrapping the little demon up in a hug. Bendy sniffled into his shoulder as Boris and Alice joined the impromptu group hug. Henry really wished Linda could have been alive to see the toons. She would have absolutely adored them and he was sure that the toons would have been just as charmed by her.

“Would you like a minute alone here Henry?” Boris asked as he and Alice finally let go. “I mean, we didn't really know her so if you want a moment alone with her, we’d understand.”

“I’ll just be another minute. I’ll meet you all back at the car.” Henry signed after he set Bendy down. Boris and Alice nodded as they made their way down the hill but Bendy still looked unsure.

“You gonna be alright, old man.” Bendy looked up at Henry with concern.

“I will be, I promise. I won’t take too long.” Henry leaned down and gave Bendy one last hug before the little demon scampered off after his friends. After the toons had left, Henry knelt down in front of the gravestone, placing the bouquet in front of it before rubbing his hand over Linda’s name.

“So much has happened since I was last here.” Henry signed as the wind whipped around him, ruffling his hair and feathers. “I was so lonely after you died, my love. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I still miss you, every day. Not a day goes by I don’t wish you were here.” Tears trickled down Henry’s face but he made no effort to wipe them away as he kept on signing. “But after so long, I’m not alone anymore. I hope you can see the toons from wherever you are, I know you’d love them with all your heart. And I have everyone else too now. Sammy, Susie, Wally, Norman, Tom, and Allison. They’re all still recovering from their time stuck in the studio but they’re all doing better than ever. I feel so blessed to get to spend time with all of them.” Henry looked up at the sky, it’s endless blue stretching to the horizon with only a few clouds drifting by as the sun beat down on him. “I’ll always miss you, my love. But… I feel at peace now. I hope wherever you are, that you’re at peace too. I love you, Linda, I love you so much.” Henry took a deep breath as he tried to compose himself. The wind whistled by him again and for a split second, he felt as if someone had pressed a gentle hand to his cheek. He quickly looked around and touched his face but nothing was there. Chalking it up to the breeze, Henry got up, stretched out his wings, and walked back down the hill to his family.

[hi-i-love-u-bitch]

Excuse me! But where is my Sanders Sides Gamer AU???

Voices in my head: Gee Bunny, it seems you have no problem writing a lot of other fics and stuff yet you still haven’t even finished the next chapter of your Spiderverse fic???

Me: SHUT THE FUCK UP DISEMBODIED VOICES IN MY HEAD!!! IF YOU WANT THAT FIC DONE SO BADLY TELL MY LOGIC AND CREATIVITY TO GET THEIR ASSES IN GEAR AND GIVE ME SOME GOD DAMN INSPIRATION!!!!

Voices in my head:.....

Me: Yeah, that’s what I thought! Anyways, idk if I just missed a memo or something but I haven’t seen any Gamer AU of my boys and that is a crime in and of itself! Like, how dare! But fret not, I am here to provide content (Read: headcannons) that you did not ask for! Let us begin! Or should I say start!

(please note that I am not a gaming expert so feel free to add or correct stuff)

NOW WITH A PART 2!!!!

MAIN SQUAD

Roman Rosewood

Obviously loves RPGs! Anything with a good story line really! Or has medieval fantasy aesthetic!

Skyrim, Diablo, Undertale, Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, Fallout, Red Dead Redemption, Undertales, Dragon Age, God of War Dark Souls, Assassins Creed, Earthbound, etc.

Played West of Loathing just so he could rip on it but actually ended up loving it and spending way to many hours playing. Then he found out there was a game called Kingdom of Loathing by the same creators and went down that rabbit hole as well.

He was iffy about getting into JRPGs but then Virgil convinced him to play Persona 5 and he absolutely fell in love with the music!

All the music in his phone is either from musicals or Video games!

Also really likes choose your own adventure games like Detroit: Become Human, Life is Strange, and Telltale Games

So much video game merch! Usually figurines because he likes to make little shelves and display cases for them.

He also really likes multiplayer games because he’s a social butterfly and likes to play with his squad.

Sucks at first person shooter games but still willingly plays Fortnight or Call of Duty or Left for Dead with his friends because he doesn’t want to be a drag and complain. But also they sometimes die in game in the most hilarious ways and it just leaves everybody wheezing.

Virgil Dante

Horror games, obvs!

All about that dark aesthetic!

Devil May Cry, Silent Hill, Fran Bow, Sally Face, Resident Evil, The Witch’s House, Amnesia, Little Nightmares, Bendy and The Ink Machine, Alice: Madness Returns, SCP-Containment, Pony Island, etc.

Yes, he’s played all the Five Nights At Freddy’s games. It’s a good series and it isn’t his fault the fandom is bat shit crazy and full of ten year olds! Fuck you Roman!

Every time the Walking Dead comes out he knows he’ll end up crying by the end of it. He and the squad make and event out of it.

Japanese horror games are usually his favorite because they deal more with the psychological aspects of horror instead of the jump scares

So, yes, he’s also a fan of Corps Party and Fatal Frame

Also really good at first person shooters because he has a really steady hand (you usually have to when playing horror games least you want to restart the level) and it pisses Roman off to no end every time Virgil randomly headshots him.

Usually likes to by merch in the form of posters, t-shirts, or beanies. He only buys figurines if it’s a game he really, really likes.

At first didn’t know why people kept bugging him to play Doki Doki Literature Club but then he finally caved and...oh...that’s why.

Logan Mill

My boy loves puzzle and strategy games yo!

Legend of Zelda, Portal, Tetris, Unravel, World of Goo, Inside, Limbo, Pokemon, Shadow of the Colossus, StarCraft, Command and Conquer, Age of Empire, Heart of Iron, World of Warcraft, etc.

He likes Overwatch but doesn’t like playing with people online so he usual solos or asks the others to play. But that too usually ends in chaos.

Hates rage games because he gets frustrated easily and has broken at least four keyboards and two controllers

He still plays them anyways because he can beat it damn it! Just give him a minute!

Enjoys the God of War series despite all the mythological inaccuracies

He plays a lot of Minecraft to relax or destress and has build beautiful works of architecture and sometimes entire cities.

He thought it was stupid and childish and was embarrassed about it for a long time until the squad came over to his house one day uninvited and caught him playing. He was getting ready for them to make fun of him but they instead gushed about how AMAZING everything looked and how TALENTED he was for building all himself.

Logan ends up showing them how to play afterwards and they work together to make weird sculptures and complex tunnels underground.

He likes practical merch like backpacks, coffee mugs, pencil holders, notebooks, ect. as well as a few t-shirts and novelty ties.

Yes, he does collect Pokemon cards!

Patton Adley

Silly dating sims, farming games, and any cute game really! Plus a few side scroller games!

Stardew Valley, Harvest Moon, Slime Rancher, The Sims, Dream Daddy, Animal Crossing, Kirby, Monster Prom, Hatoful Boyfriend, Scribblenauts, Night In The Woods, Ni Nu Kuni, etc.

Big Nintendo fan!

He made the mistake of playing Doki Doki Literature Club without reading the warning tags and regrets it immensely...still a good game though.

He did the same thing with Huni Pop but that one made him laugh more then anything and he kind of got addicted to it. Then he found out there was a sequel called HuniCam so he went down that rabbit hole too.

He likes a lot of phone app games too like Cut the Rope, Neko Atsume, and Candy Crush.

Loves trashy dating app games, he thinks they’re so funny and cheesy

He was addicted to Mystic Messenger for a long while

Just because he has his preference doesn’t mean he won’t try other games too, Logan got him hooked on World of Warcraft (though really he did that to everyone), Virgil showed him Hollow Knight, and Roman suggested he play Undertales.

Prefers merch in the form of plushies and key chains!

He likes to bake and decorate cookies, cakes and pastries in the form of his favorite video game characters.

RED SQUAD

Duncan [Deceit] Adley (Patton’s twin)

A lot of first person shooter and combat games!

Doom Series, Super Smash Bros, Mortal Combat, Halo, Fortnight, Grand Theft Auto, Street Fighter, Tekken, Soul Calibur, Half-Life, Team Fortress, Destiny, Wolfenstein, Bio Shock, Splatoon, PUBg etc.

Patton was the one that introduced him to Splatoon and he won’t admit that it’s actually super fun.

Doesn’t mind story driven games and RPGs but he really just wants something he can zone out to and relax

He likes to troll people online, mainly assholes picking on little kids who just want to play.

He once teamed up with a group of kids on Call of Duty solely for the purpose of collectively kicking the asses of this groups of so called “real gamers” that were being jerks.

Has memorized all the combos! He doesn’t have time to sit and look up a cool finishing move, he needs it now!

Always mains the weakest/most useless character in fighting games and still manages to kick everyone’s ass.

Doesn’t have a preference in merch and usually grabs whatever he likes be it figurines, t-shirts, posters, plushies, or whatever, so long as he likes the game it comes from.

Has several tattoos from his favorite games

Emile Picani

Classic retro games, cartoonish games, and Nintendo are his jam broham!

Mario, Classic Sonic, Paper Boy, Transylvania, Spyro, Pac Man, All the Saga Disney games, Duck Hunt, Mario Kart, Galaga, Mega Man, Donkey Kong, Secret of Mana, Banjo-Kazooie, Conker’s Bad Fur Day, etc.

Absolutely fell in love with Shovel Knight when it came out!

Remy got him into all the indie pixel games: Towerfall, Terraria, Owlboy, Hotline Miami, Papers Please, Celeste, One Shot, etc.

Duncan was the one that introduced him to Cuphead and the usually play it together and see how far each of them can go without dying.

The game is difficult but the art is still so breathtaking!

Likes the occasional psychological thriller game

Bet Virgil showed him Alice: Madness Returns and Doki Doki Literature Club (after he’s played it of course)

Likes plushies and figurine merch with the occasional poster and coffee mug.

Likes to doodle a lot of his fav video game characters and cartoons and is actually really good at it. He helped design most of Duncan’s tattoos.

Remy Knightly

Likes a lot of indie games and old online flash games!

The Stanley Parables, Oxenfree, Inside, Firewatch, Super MeatBoy, The Binding of Issac, Donut County, Henry Stickman series, Impossible Quiz, Crush the Castle series, Hyper Light Drifter, etc.

He always gets everybody hooked on one game or another

He convinced everyone to play Undertales so for like a month they all went through a HUGE Undertales faze.

Was the actual, ACTUAL one that showed Duncan Cuphead because he knew the dork would be reminded of Emile because of the animation and would want to show it to him and play multiplayer (*cough* subtle matchmaker *cough*)

(Do not be fooled, he is a pinning boy himself)

Is up to date in all the gossip of the latest games and consuls, indie or mainstream! He’s in the know, know and if you need to know something chances are Remy probably knows it.

Weeds out through all the indie horror games for Virgil and recommends what he thinks are the best ones.

Same thing with Logan and his puzzle games, he’s usually is able to find very strange ones and Logan seems to likes those best.

Obviously has a lot of merch in coffee mug and thermal form as well as a few key chains.

Occasionally streams on Twitch with Duncan and Emile (sometimes inviting the main squad too), they’re commentary is usual hilarious.

[ask-joeydrewstudios]

Another Reality (Part 1)

(Hello, Mun! I’ve been wanting to write a fanfiction for this AU for awhile, but once I heard the blog was shutting down, I finally decided to start. As a result of my lateness, this fanfiction is not finished. I guess I’ll be sending the rest to your other blog, if you’re interested. This is literally the first time I’ve ever submitted something online, so if I did something wrong, I apologize.)

(Where do I begin? Mun, I’d just like to thank you for all the laughs and heartfelt moments this blog has provided. It was a creative, unique idea to have a “happily ever after” AU, and continues to be. I haven’t been here since the beginning; I only got into the Bendy and the Ink Machine fandom about a year ago, and found your blog a few months later. But I can say that this has been, by far, one of my most favorite blogs here on Tumblr. I love your original take on all the characters, and their unique designs. You are an amazing artist and even more amazing human being. I wish you the best of luck in all your future projects, both fandom related and not.)

(Now back to the fanfiction. I’d been entertaining the idea of the studio employees of this AU ending up in the game studio. I decided to write that, but only for Chapter 1. It gets pretty “angsty” later on, but I tried to mix in some humor as well. I’ve never written anything so dramatic before, so we’ll see how it turned out.)

((Note: This fanfiction was written rather hastily, so I’m sorry if the pacing seems too fast. The way I headcanon the AU studio is that it’s a mix of the studio before the game was remastered and the studio after it was remastered, meaning the ink machine is in a small room at the far end of the main hallway, like the original, but everything else is like the remastered version.))

Joey Drew glanced over at his dozing head animator, Henry, before quietly laying down his pencil, setting aside the papers he’d been writing on. Slowly, he pulled open his desk drawer and withdrew his book of dark magic, careful to make as little noise as possible. He had no wish for Henry to discover him in the act of practicing spells; the cartoonist, while not actively trying to prevent him from performing said rituals, did not necessarily approve of them, either.

The head of the studio adjusted his glasses as he flipped through the pages of his book. He’d been so busy lately with the cartoons, which were quickly gaining popularity, that he hadn’t had time for practicing his spells. Joey had finished most of his work for the day, and decided he was deserving of a quick break.

Henry had come in about ten minutes ago, stumbling slightly as he’d opened the door, rubbing at his eyes beneath his glasses. Joey shook his head, looking over at the young man, now fast asleep in his armchair. That boy needed to take better care of himself; he’d been working for almost two days straight on the latest cartoon, ignoring Joey’s and his wife’s protests. Henry’s work habits had improved much since he’d married Dianne, but clearly old habits die hard. Well, Joey thought, At least he finally had the common sense to go lie down.

Joey turned his attention back to his book. He had had this book for so many years now, and still he felt he hadn’t untapped all the secrets it held, hadn’t explored all the rituals it had to offer. Thumbing through it, Joey waited for something to catch his eye. He stopped when he reached the page with an intricate summoning circle sketched on it. Joey always found himself coming back to this particular passage, but had never made the time to try it out. Grinning, Joey opened one of his drawers and took out some candles, matches, and a large ink pot. He had the time now.

The text said something about it being a gateway. The book was written all in Latin, and was extremely old and had suffered some water damage, leading to many of the words having faded away. Joey could only just make out the incantation. Taking up his ink pot, Joey began to copy the circle down on the floor of his office. The ink he was using was not the regular ink found at the store. It was cursed ink, the kind used to bring Bendy, Boris, and Alice to life.

Joey deftly finished copying the diagram, years of experience guiding his hand. He was just reaching for the matches, when a shout he knew all too well reached his ears.

“JOEY!”

Sighing, Joey set down the match box and got to his feet, groaning slightly (being old was not fun). Couldn’t Sammy try to be a little more quiet? He checked to make sure Henry hadn’t woken up at the sudden outburst. Thankfully, the animator was still sound asleep. Joey quietly crossed his office and opened the door, shutting it gently behind him.

Angry shouting awoke Henry from his slumber. He recognized the shouter to be Sammy (When wasn’t it Sammy?) ranting about Bendy, and something about Susie. Henry sighed. He hoped Bendy hadn’t tried to prank Sammy again. Pranking Sammy was an exceedingly bad idea, but the prank backfiring and accidentally getting Susie was even worse. From what he was hearing, that was exactly what happened. He could hear Susie trying to calm her boyfriend, and could just detect Joey’s soft, measured voice through the noise.

Henry rolled his eyes and tried to block out the sounds. He let his eyelids droop shut, but not before something caught his eye. Peeking an eye open, Henry looked down at a summoning circle on the floor. Really, Joey? Had Joey actually been performing a ritual right under his nose? Henry sat up, reached for his glasses on Joey’s desk to get a closer look.

The circle seemed more complex than the other ritual circles Henry had seen, with various designs crisscrossing each other. Henry knew next to nothing about demonic rituals, other than what Joey had told him. Actually, now that he thought of it, he probably knew more than the average person did due to his boss.

Henry decided to let it be, and proceeded to take his glasses off and begin to snuggle back into the cushions, when he heard a whisper. Frowning, Henry replaced the glasses on his nose, staring intently at the circle. Had it just said something? Henry listened closely. There was definitely a whisper emanating from the circle. The animator got to his feet, knowing he should tell Joey. The whispers grew louder. Henry couldn’t make out what they said, but the voice sounded familiar. With a start, he realized it was his voice.

Henry stood silently for a moment, too confused and surprised to move. As he stared at the circle, the ink seemed to spread. Henry blinked a few times, rubbed his eyes. No, the ink was definitely moving. It was spreading across the circle, swirling around. A tunnel began to form, steadily elongating till Henry saw a light at the very end.

Something about this tunnel held Henry in some sort of spell, and he could not bring himself to tear his gaze away. His own whispers echoed in Henry’s ears, unintelligible but urgent. Without thinking, Henry stepped toward the dark puddle. Warning bells sounded in his head, yet he could not bring himself to heed them. He stood on the edge of the circle, gazing into the abyss. His foot rose slowly, almost of its own volition. It kicked something, sending it into the tunnel as it did so, but he didn’t care. His foot sunk into the ink, bringing the rest of him with it. Distantly, Henry heard Joey’s voice calling for him, but he didn’t turn to look.

  “I’ve had it up to here with that demon brat, Joey!”

Joey glared at Sammy coldly. The head of the music department didn’t seem to know how to stop shouting. Susie was trying to hush him, bringing an ink stained finger to her ink stained lips. Bendy had set a pale of ink up above the music department, attempting to drop it on one of the musicians, most likely aiming for Sammy. From what Joey had heard, and could clearly see, that ink had instead poured on Alice’s voice actress.

“Either you teach him a lesson or I will!” Sammy glared daggers at Joey.

“What do you mean by that, Lawrence?” Joey met Sammy’s glare coolly. He admitted that Bendy could be troublesome sometimes, and deserved a good chastising, but he wasn’t about to let Sammy start threatening his son. Sammy seemed to realize his mistake, for he sputtered for a few seconds, searching for something to say.

“Sammy,” Susie intervened, her voice gentle but firm, “I think Joey understands your feelings on the matter and will see to it that Bendy is suitably reprimanded. Now, please, shut up.”

Sammy looked startled for a moment and looked down at his girlfriend, who was giving him a stern look through her stringy, ink-drenched hair. Joey sighed and nodded his thanks to her, which she returned. It was commonly known around the studio that Sammy would do anything for Susie, and that was an admirable trait. Sometimes he pushed it a little far, though.

“I’ll go talk to Bendy as soon as I, ah, take care of some business.” Joey assured, turning back to his office door, pausing before he opened it, “And Susie, you may of course go home and clean up.” Susie smiled her thanks.

Joey nodded then turned the knob and entered his office, to see an ink tunnel having formed where he’d painted the circle, and Henry right on the edge of it. Joey could only stare for a moment, before calling out to Henry, who was actually stepping into this mysterious tunnel.

“Henry!” Joey leaped for the animator, but he was already falling down the tunnel, and into the brightness at the end. Sammy and Susie both burst into the room, alarmed by Joey’s cry.

“Joey, what- Holy heck!” Sammy’s eyes landed on the tunnel, and he took a step back, “What in blazes is that?”

Joey was staring intently at the tunnel, unable to speak for a few moments. What had just happened? How could it have happened? He hadn’t even begun the ritual! Joey was suddenly aware of whispers coming from the tunnel, reverberating in his ears. He stumbled away from them, backing into Sammy and Susie.

“Joey, what’s going on?” Susie’s nervous eyes searched Joey’s face for an answer, an answer Joey didn’t have.

“I-I don’t know.” His gaze was fixated on the tunnel, “I didn’t do anything. I only painted the circle. This shouldn’t have happened! Henry…” Oh goodness, what had he done?

Joey glanced desperately around for his ritual book; it would have the answer to how to bring Henry back. It had to. When he didn’t see it, Joey was immediately filled with dread. It had to be here. He frantically searched under the armchair and by his desk, but it was nowhere to be found, which meant only one thing: it had fallen into the gateway with Henry.

After a brief moment of panic, Joey came to a decision, “I’m going after him.” He stepped toward the ink, a deep sense of calm and resolution suddenly washing over him. Henry was like a son to him, and Joey wouldn’t be exaggerating if he said he wouldn’t know what to do should anything happen to him. He was the reason Henry had fallen down this ink tunnel, and he would be the one to bring him back.

“You can’t just jump into some ink tunnel not knowing where it leads.” Susie protested, “We need a plan.”

“The plan is to go in, get Henry and the ritual book, then find a way back.”

“That doesn’t sound very well thought out.”

“There are no other options!” Susie jumped slightly at the harshness in Joey’s voice. Then, seeing the desperation in the older man’s eyes, her tone softened.

“Alright.”

“ ‘Alright?’ ” Sammy interrupted, looking at Susie in disbelief, “We’re seriously letting Joey jump into a freaking hole in the floor?”

“Do you have any better ideas?”

When Sammy remained silent, Susie turned back to Joey.

“Go.” she said, simply.

Joey nodded, prepared to jump in, before turning to his employees, “No one is to follow me, understand?” Susie nodded, and Sammy glanced between the two of them before nodding slowly. Joey turned back to the ink tunnel, and, before fear could overtake him, he jumped.

  What the heck just happened?

Henry lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling of the studio. He had been falling down a tunnel of ink till he’d flown up and out of the tunnel, landing painfully on his back. Now here he lay, too stunned to do little more than blink. After a few moments, Henry remembered he had arms, and he used these arms to push himself up to a sitting position, while adjusting his glasses. Turning round, Henry saw the strange tunnel he’d just fallen through, on the floor just a foot from him. Henry had had many strange experiences in his life, but this definitely was the strangest. Even that one time Bendy had turned him into a cartoon didn’t seem so weird compared to this.

Henry got shakily to his feet, surveying his surroundings more. He was at the entrance to the studio, but Henry immediately realized it had changed. There were no sounds, no one speaking other than the whispering portal. The studio was never this quiet. There was a large amount of ink dripping from a section of the ceiling, creating a large puddle on the floorboards. That hadn’t been there this morning. What was even more peculiar was the glowing ink on the walls and floor. That definitely hadn’t been there this morning.

Henry studied this strange ink, first looking down at the large amount that seemed to have been painted across the floorboards. At the end of this long stretch of ink was written in large letters “DON’T TURN ON THE MACHINE”. Henry could only assume whoever had written this was referring to the ink machine. His eyes roved over the writing on the walls. Two sections were devoted solely to tallies. One part read “TURN BACK”, painted over a Bendy poster, and another read “I’M SORRY BUDDY”, over a Boris poster. In the room that led off from this hallway, Henry could see a large sign for Joey Drew Studios, with moving film reels behind it. Over the “Studios” part was written “NOTHING”, so that the sign seemed to read “Joey Drew nothing”. Henry couldn’t even begin to wrap his head around all he was seeing. All the writing was so ominous. Why would anyone write this in the studio? Was this even the studio he knew? Where was he?

Panic began to set in, and Henry found himself turning back to the ink tunnel; if it could send him to wherever this place was, then surely it could send him back home. As he prepared to walk back through, Henry spotted Joey’s book of dark magic lying on the ground. He remembered something had fallen into the tunnel before he did, but he hadn’t spotted it until now. Henry picked it up, and held it close to him. Suddenly this book of devilry was the most precious and comforting item in the world.

Henry took a deep breathe, about to step into the gateway, when he saw something falling through it, rising up toward him. No, not something, someone. Joey!

Joey flew threw the tunnel, arching through the air before slamming into Henry. The two men crashed to the ground, the ritual book flying from Henry’s grasp. The pain Henry felt at the collision did not override the relief and joy he felt at seeing Joey.

“Joey!” he cried, pushing his glasses back into place.

“Henry!” The older man struggled to sit up, enveloping the animator in a tight embrace the moment he did. Henry returned the hug with equal warmth, letting all of his fears melt away, even just f

or a moment, to allow himself to feel safe and comforted.

Joey pulled away from the hug first, adjusting his askew glasses, “Are you hurt?” he asked, eyeing Henry up and down.

“No. Are you?” Joey didn’t talk about it very much, but he was growing old, and falling through a tunnel and smacking into someone else before hitting the floor probably did not do his aging body any wonders.

“I’m fine.” Joey assured, attempting to stand before wincing and sinking back down, “Or at least I will be.”

Henry nodded understandingly, seating himself beside Joey. The two men sat in silence for a few seconds, allowing their nerves to settle. At last, Joey turned to Henry, his icy blue eyes wide and earnest, “I’m sorry this happened to you. I didn’t think this would - or could - happen. I should have been more careful.”

Henry smiled wanly. Joey had done a lot of what could be considered bad things in his life, such as summoning creatures from ink, but he’d never done anything with malicious intent. He always owned up to his mistakes and always tried to make amends. Sure, he was a little too careless sometimes, but it was hard for Henry to hold a grudge against the man who had given him his dream job, who was always there for him, and who he considered to be like a father to him.

“I forgive you.” Henry said, simply.

Joey searched Henry’s gaze, and, apparently concluding he’d meant what he said, smiled back.

The studio owner then eyed their surroundings, his brow furrowing, before spotting his book. He went to get up and grab it, but Henry beat him to it, and handed the book to him. Joey flipped through the pages impatiently before stopping on a page with a sketch of the ritual circle Henry had seen just minutes ago in Joey’s office.

“This’ll be our ticket home.” he said, pointing to the diagram.

“Can’t we just walk back through the tunnel?” Henry asked.

“The portal probably only works on one end, and since no one knows how to bring us back on that end, we’ll need a second ritual circle to get us back to our studio.” Henry frowned, and experimentally tried to put his hand through the tunnel they’d come through. Sure enough, some invisible barrier prevented him from doing so.

“Now all we need is ink…” Joey mused aloud. Henry knew they couldn’t just use normal ink; they needed ink directly from the ink machine. Henry glanced over at the message on the floor. “DON’T TURN ON THE MACHINE”.

“What do you make of these messages?” Henry asked, gesturing to the glowing ink surrounding them.

Joey frowned, “What messages?”

“These ones.” Henry said, gesturing again. Joey looked about them a moment before turning back to Henry, a puzzled expression on his face.

“I don’t see anything.”

Now Henry frowned, “How do you not see anything? They’re literally glowing.”

Joey continued to look confused, which irritated Henry. He didn’t like being the only one seeing the messages, seeing as how he didn’t know what that meant.

Joey’s head tilted slightly as he considered his apprentice, “What do these messages say?”

Henry explained to him all the markings he was seeing, and the older man stroked his chin thoughtfully.

“Interesting…” he murmured to himself. Henry didn’t understand why Joey found it so “interesting”, but decided not to ask; he wasn’t sure he wanted to know.

Joey seemed to remember the whispers coming from the tunnel, and he turned slowly to face them, a look of surprise on his face.

“Is that-”

“Me? Yeah, it is.”

Joey stared at Henry silently for a moment, before turning back to the portal.

“I wish I could understand what you’re saying.”

“So do I.”

Joey stared wide-eyed at the gateway for a few more seconds, before snapping back to the matter at hand.

“Well, regardless of the warning not to, we need to turn on the ink machine in order to get home.” Joey rose slowly to his feet. He rubbed at a spot on his back, and grimaced.

“That’ll smart for awhile.” he said, half to himself. Turning to Henry, Joey smiled slightly.

“Let’s go.”

  Sammy could not believe what he was seeing. Many a strange thing had happened in the years since he’d begun working at the studio, but this definitely surpassed them all. Well, apart from that one time Bendy had turned him into an ink monster for a few days, but other than that, this was definitely the strangest thing that had happened.

Susie and he stood as far away from the ink tunnel as they could without leaving the room. The whispers were still audible over here, but were not nearly as… tantalizing. Something about those whispers sounded familiar, but Sammy couldn’t place why. They also seemed to have a sort of lulling effect, and Sammy and Susie had to repeatedly stop themselves from advancing toward the gateway. At last, Sammy decided to just turn his back to the tunnel; the whispers were less prominent this way.

Darn it, Joey. He cursed to himself, Why do you have to go mucking about with this stuff?

Susie noticed Sammy’s consternation, “Are you alright?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Susie gave him a knowing look, and Sammy crossed his arms. He would never, ever, say it, but he had come to actually like his boss, even though he could be a total idiot sometimes. And he’d always respected Henry for his work ethic and for the fact that he always minded his own business. The music director grudgingly admitted to himself that he cared for both of them, something Susie could understand without him having to put it into words.

“Hey, Mr. Drew!” Wally’s voice snapped Sammy from his thoughts, as did the janitor’s hurried footsteps, “Mr. Drew, there’s a pipe leak- sweet cheese!” Wally ran into the office and immediately backpedaled when he saw the tunnel, hugging the wall.

“Wh-What is that?” The janitor turned to Sammy and Susie, steadily inching closer to them.

“It’s a hole in the floor.” Sammy said drily, too disgruntled to explain.

Susie rolled her eyes at Sammy and explained the situation to a flabbergasted Wally, who had made his way over to them and stood close to Susie.

“Henry fell into this… tunnel, and Joey went to go rescue him.”

“… So, we’re just waitin’ now?” Wally asked, his eyes flicking from the tunnel to Susie and back again.

“Basically.”

Wally nodded slowly. Sammy sighed. As if the situation wasn’t bad enough already, now they had to deal with Wally. Could this day get any worse? Bendy rushed into the room. I’ve got to remember to stop asking that. The ink demon looked scared, and Sammy figured he was probably seeking Joey for protection, which he often did when Sammy was mad at him.

Bendy squeaked when he saw Sammy, made to leave, then paused when he noticed the music director wasn’t even looking at him. Cautiously, Bendy stepped into the room, squeaking again when he saw the portal on the floor.

“What happened?” he asked, his pie eyes wide, “Where’s Papa Drew?”

Susie smiled gently, crouching down so she was at eye level with Bendy to give him the news.

“He and Henry fell into that ink thing!” Wally cried. Susie turned to glare at him, while Bendy’s usually smiling mouth drooped into a frown.

“When are they comin’ back?” he asked. Sammy watched as Susie searched for an assuring answer, stuttering a bit. He decided to interject.

“They’ll be back soon.” Sammy looked down at the ink demon. Bendy looked up at him, no longer afraid of his wrath. Sammy had to admit he wasn’t really angry with him any more; too much had happened in the past several minutes.

“You’re welcome to wait for them with us.” Susie said.

Bendy nodded and seated himself, facing the portal. Sammy and Susie shared a glance, each silently asking the same question: What do we do if they don’t come back? Out of the corner of his eye Sammy saw Wally move, but was too absorbed in his thoughts to turn and look. If they don’t come back- No. I won’t think about that right now. Sammy found his hands moving to his pockets, reaching in for his cigarettes and lighter. Smoking usually helped calm his nerves.

Sliding out a cigarette and placing it in his mouth, Sammy flicked open the lighter, bringing it up to the end of his stick.

“Um, Wally, what are you doing?”

Bendy was looking behind Sammy and the music director turned to see Wally right on the edge of the ink tunnel. Oh, shoot! “Wally!”

The lighter fell from Sammy’s grasp, flipping closed, the cigarette falling to the floor as he dove for the janitor. Wally was descending into the ink and Sammy clutched his arm. Wally’s weight and the pull of the portal was too much, though, and Sammy was soon diving in as well. Dimly, he heard Susie shouting his name, felt her hands on his upper arm. Then they were all lost to the ink and whispers.

  The deeper into the studio they went, the more uneasy Joey and Henry became. It was all too clear no one else was here, and hadn’t been for quite some time. However, two of the rooms off the main hallway had lights on, one of them being Sammy’s upstairs office. Music suddenly began to play from behind the door. Joey and Henry had shared a nervous glance before Joey had timidly said, “Hello?” No one answered, and the music soon stopped. They’d tried to open the door, but it was locked. Ink dripped in worrying amounts from various sections of the ceiling; Joey was surprised the ceiling was still holding up. If all this wasn’t eerie enough, Henry discovered more hidden messages. Over the directory was written “DEATH IN EVERY DiRECTION”. There was a message just beyond it, that Joey could see quite clearly. “DREAMS COME TRUE”. That was his slogan. Why had someone written his slogan on the wall in ink? Who had done it? Henry told him there was another secret message just above it that said “NOT ALL”. “NOT ALL DREAMS COME TRUE”. What did this mean?

Obviously this universe’s version of the studio was radically different from the one Joey had founded. But why? If there was an alternate studio, there must be an alternate version of him. Joey couldn’t imagine any version of him would let the studio fall into ruin; the success of the studio had always been his top priority. And what about these messages Henry was seeing? Perhaps, Joey mused to himself, Only Henry can see them because Henry wrote them. That would make sense, if it was written in magical ink. But then Joey found himself at the same question of “Why?”. Why would Henry write these messages? Who was he trying to warn, if the only other person who could read it was another Henry?

Joey shook his head. There were no concrete answers as of yet. He needed to focus on the mission at hand: getting home.

The way to the ink machine was different than their world. The area off the hallway leading to it was blocked off by what looked like a garage door. That’s not good, Joey thought, We’ll need to open it to access the switches for the machine. Instead of this hallway directly leading to the machine, it turned right, and there was a chart at the far end of the hallway labeled “Ink Output Schedule”. Joey saw that it had been signed “T.C.”. He could only assume that meant Thomas Connor. Did this studio have all the same employees as theirs? What had happened to them? Had they all quit?

They turned right, stepping over a large pipe that extended across the floor. And soon they beheld a large room, split into two levels, with them on the upper part. Chains extended down from the ceiling to the lower level. Here on the upper level was a lever, and some sort of power generator. To the left was a trunk and a shelf. A railing was placed on the other side of this level, probably to make sure no one fell. The ink machine was nowhere in sight.

Joey just stared in awe at his surroundings. He wasn’t sure why this whole area was necessary, or where the ink machine was, but it was fascinating seeing his studio designed differently.

Henry murmured something.

“What’s that?” Joey asked, absently.

“ ‘THERE NEVER WAS A CHOICE’.”

Joey frowned, turned to look at the younger man, “What?”

Henry pointed to the floor, “Another message.”

Joey instinctively looked down where Henry was pointing, even though he knew he wouldn’t be able to see anything. He’d have to remember all these messages, so he could come to a conclusion later as to what they meant.

Henry walked over to the railing, looked down at the room below.

“I don’t see the machine.” The young man eyed the chains and the large hole in the floor, “Maybe it’s attached to the chains.”

Joey didn’t see the reason behind the chains needing to hold the machine. He guessed it was so that it could move to the different levels of the studio, though Joey didn’t think that was necessary.

The studio owner glanced about him, “How do we get to it…?” He eyed the lever, then the power generator.

“This lift could use a few dry cells.” Henry voiced Joey’s thoughts aloud.

“There’s one over there.” Joey went and grabbed one off the shelf. Henry checked the inside of the trunk, and withdrew another. The two men carried their loads over to the power generator, sliding them in place. Joey grabbed the lever, yanking it down. Instantly, the chains began moving as they worked to bring something up.

“Let’s see what’s hiding down there…” Henry said, quietly.

Sure enough, it was the ink machine, but not the ink machine they knew. This one was designed differently, with a pipe running down it, and an altogether sleeker look. Steam issued from either side, making Joey jump slightly. He pressed himself up against the railing, trying to get a closer look. He wondered how efficiently this ink machine ran compared to the one back in their world. Was it a newer model? Joey wanted nothing more than to study this alternate machine.

“Uh, Joey?” Henry’s voice jarred Joey’s thoughts, and he backed away. Right, right, getting home is our main priority.

The two of them headed out of the room, Joey casting glances back over his shoulder.

When they arrived back at the main hallway, Joey saw the roll up door that had closed off the area with the switches had been opened up, and the door to the breakroom had opened as well. But how? There was no one else here. At least, no one they’d seen. I’m beginning to think this place is haunted. And as the thought crossed Joey’s mind, he realized this notion wasn’t entirely not plausible.

“Come on.” he said, motioning to Henry. It wouldn’t do to dwell on things that could not be explained, as of yet. Henry glanced at Joey, before following him into the new hallway.

  This section of the studio was just like their world’s studio, except for the occasional hole in the wall. Henry was glad to see not everything was changed, but it was eerie at the same time. How could two studios, so similar, be so different?

They turned right, past the desk and chair nobody ever used, towards the old break room, which was where one of the switches was and where Joey performed the ritual to curse the ink. Henry stared at the far wall, reading yet another secret message. “DON’T BE SCARED”, it read. Don’t be scared of what?

A plank of wood fell from the ceiling and clattered to the ground. It wasn’t so much the the fall itself but rather the resounding noise the plank made as it hit the floor that caused Henry to wince. Joey looked surprised, but other than that made no reaction. Henry looked back up at the writing on the wall. It was as if whoever had written it had known the wood would fall. Add that to the list of strange things that had been happening.

Henry reported the message to Joey, who paused, before nodding, telling him to keep him posted. Hopefully Joey will be able to make better sense of these messages than I can.

They reached the intersection, and Henry turned right, heading for the break room, but something caught his eye in the room to the left. He turned to look just as Joey gasped, a small cry escaping him. Henry looked into the other room and saw Boris - dead - strapped to a raised table, his rib cage splayed open with a wrench jammed between them and his eyes crossed out.

Henry could only stand there, staring at the corpse. Horror filled him, overtaking his mind. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t think. Boris was dead. Boris was dead.

The two men stood frozen for a few moments, until Joey stumbled forward, inexplicably drawn to the dead wolf. Henry wanted to do something, to pull him away, but his limbs refused to move. Joey approached Boris, staring up at the body. His legs could no longer carry him, and he sunk to the floor, kneeling before the corpse, his ritual book falling from his grasp. A horrible noise escaped him, and Henry realized it was a sob, a terrible, heart-wrenching sob. And suddenly Henry could move again, and he was running to and kneeling beside his boss. A golden message shone on the floor, but Henry couldn’t care less what it said.

Henry’s arms wrapped around Joey, offering what little comfort they could. Joey didn’t seem to notice, his watering blue eyes trained on Boris. Henry squeezed his eyes shut, trying to hold back his own tears; one of them needed to stay strong.

The two men remained in silence for what seemed an eternity, before Joey spoke, his voice low, “Who… would do this?”

Henry didn’t have an answer, and he didn’t trust his voice to speak without shaking.

Joey had finally wrenched his gaze away from Boris and was staring down at his hands, “How could I let this happen?”

Henry took a deep breath before speaking, “It’s not our Boris.”

“But he’s still Boris. There’s a Joey in this world, and he let this happen. He…” Joey’s voice broke as he covered his face with his hands.

Biting his lower lip, Henry gently withdrew his arms from around Joey, shifting himself so that he was partially facing the older man.

“Joey,” he said, softly. Joey didn’t look up. Henry breathed in slowly, calming himself before he continued, his voice stronger, “Joey, this isn’t your fault. Whoever did this, whichever Joey let this happen, is not you.” Joey continued to sob quietly into his hands.

Henry realized that no amount of comforting words would make this moment any better. Joey had just seen the disemboweled corpse of his son. Yes, this Boris wasn’t their Boris, from their world, but it was still Boris. It didn’t matter whose fault it was. Boris was still dead. His son was dead.

Scooching back beside Joey, Henry wrapped his arms about him again, and this time Joey leaned into him, giving himself to his anguish. Henry held him tighter, letting his own tears fall.

And so the two men remained, whispers echoing about them, the Boris corpse oblivious to the tears being shed for it.

  Susie fought to keep herself from shivering. She was still drenched from the ink Bendy had poured on her, and the chill of this… other studio combined with the wetness set her teeth chattering. Sammy noticed this, and wrapped an arm about her, not caring that he was getting ink on his own clothes. Susie smiled at her boyfriend gratefully.

The three of them (her, Sammy, and Wally) gazed about this strange new studio. Neither Joey nor Henry were in sight; Susie hoped they were alright.

Sammy was glaring viciously at Wally, “Well, Franks, I hope you’re happy. We’re trapped in some alternate studio, with no way of getting back, and it’s all thanks to you.”

“Hey!” Wally cried indignantly, “It’s not my fault! I didn’t know the tunnel was gonna start whisperin’ at me. You guys shoulda warned me!”

“Let’s not argue.” Susie said, already sick of their bickering, “We need to find Joey and Henry.”

Sammy cast one last glare at Wally, before turning to Susie, sighing, “Let’s go, then.”

The trio had tumbled out of the portal a mere minute ago, with Wally landing first, flat on his face, Sammy landing on top of the janitor, and Susie forming the apex of their strange little tower. It had taken them some moments to regain their bearings and to disentangle themselves from each other, but they’d been quite surprised by their surroundings once they had. Now they advanced through the silent hallway leading toward the ink machine, becoming more wary with each step.

“Joey?” Susie called softly, her voice seemingly too nervous to speak louder, “Henry?”

Sammy paused when they reached his office, opening the door. It wasn’t much different from his office back in their world, with a desk taking up most of the space, a radio, and a shelf, except this shelf contained bacon soup. Nobody at their studio enjoyed bacon soup except for Bendy and Henry. How old is this stuff? Susie withdrew a can from the shelf, checked the expiration date, her eyes widening when she saw the soup had expired almost three decades ago. How long has it been since anyone worked here?

“ ‘He will set us free’?” Susie turned to see Sammy reading off a paper on his desk, brow furrowed. The music director turned to look at his girlfriend, “Did I write that?”

Susie didn’t have an answer for him. Since there was another studio, it was conceivable that there could be other versions of themselves. For some reason, the thought made the voice actress uneasy; she wasn’t sure she could handle meeting another version of herself. This studio was already so different from theirs; wouldn’t its employees be different, too?

Gently, Susie laced her arm through Sammy’s, led him out of the small space. Wally surveyed the room more closely once they’d stepped out, his eyes alighting on the small radio on the desk. Before either Susie or Sammy could protest, Wally had turned the dial. Music blared from the radio, making them all jump. Cursing, Sammy shoved past Wally and shut it off.

“Can’t you ever use your brain, Franks?” Sammy scowled at the janitor.

“I wanted to see if it still worked.” Wally said defensively, “I didn’t think it would be so loud…”

Sammy gestured to the radio, “The volume is turned all the way up, if you hadn’t noticed.”

“Oh.” Wally looked sheepish, “Well, maybe Joey or Henry heard it.”

Or something else did. Susie shook her head, trying to ignore the fanciful notion.

The three continued to progress down the hallway, noticing the ink machine wasn’t directly at the end as it was in their studio. They were just nearing the break room when soft footsteps could be heard in the section opposite it. The three of them halted, and Susie licked her dry lips, tasting ink, before calling timidly, “Joey?”

“Susie?” Henry’s low voice made Susie sigh in relief, and she walked forward just as Henry turned the corner, Joey right behind him. Susie’s smile faltered as they neared, seeing their faces. Henry’s eyes were red rimmed, his mouth set in a tight line, as if he was trying to hold himself back from crying. Joey clearly had been crying, and his puffy, red eyes proved that. His breathing was shaky, and as he came up to meet her, Susie could see tears still sliding down his cheeks.

“Are you alright?” she asked of them immediately. Neither of them could meet her gaze.

“We’re fine.” Henry looked up at Sammy and Wally, before turning to Susie, “Why are you here?”

“We fell in by accident.” Susie explained.

“She means Wally dragged us here.” Sammy added, earning a harsh glare from Susie.

Wally crossed his arms, “I didn’t ask you to try and save me.” The voice actress tried to communicate to the two of them with her eyes that now was a very bad time to argue. Sammy caught her look, and seemed to finally notice that Joey and Henry were upset. He frowned, nudging Wally slightly before he could continue the squabble. The janitor looked confused at Sammy’s sudden silence, before he too saw the reason behind it.

Henry sighed, rubbed at his eyes beneath his glasses, “Well, we need the ink machine to get home. We were just about to start the ritual when we heard the radio turn on.”

The animator made to turn back the way he’d come, but stopped to glance at Joey. The older man hadn’t said a word, had barely even looked at them. He seemed lost in his own world, which wasn’t unusual for him. But the utterly morose look on his face wasn’t like Joey at all. He looked like he was within moments of an emotional break down.

“Joey,” Henry’s voice grew quiet as he addressed his mentor, “do you want to wait a bit?”

Joey turned to his apprentice, before drawing a long, quivering breath, “No. I want to go home.” Henry nodded, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder before walking off in the direction of the ritual room. Susie shared a confused and concerned glance with Sammy and Wally. What could Joey and Henry have seen to affect them in this manner? Susie had a sinking feeling she was about to find out.

(That’s it for now! I hope you all enjoyed this. It might be a bit too depressing for the end of the blog, but oh well. I never was good at writing fluff. Farewell, Mun! I’ll be seeing you on your art blog.)

(( Oh wow, I think this is the longest one submission i’ve ever gotten xD I like how you write the characters, you’ve got their personalities down pretty well, and even though a few people have done the ‘AU characters end up in the canon universe’ idea the whole ‘people reacting to the dead boris’ thing never gets easier to read :^) it hurts every time. if you continue to write this please feel free to @ my art blog, i’d love to see more! thanks for the fic!! <3))

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Bendy and The Ink Machine, Romance, and Drama in "Dreams Of Masterpiece"

Ever Since The Studio was Started Open For Buisness and then 5 years later, Saphira Began to Work as a Maintience. All She do is Cleaning all day and all Night, She thinks of herself as Cinderella and Imagine Dancing with Bendy as Her Prince Charming, She remembered when the Show was First came into her life as her heart was Stolen by Bendy The Little Devil Darling, So She began to Clean and Sweeping in every places. But then She Discovered The Secret place where No one wasn't notice it, So She began to went inside and saw the Empty space and it has a Microphone with a cord attached to it. It Works alot but it has a speakers everywhere, She thought no one was here, So She began to sing her favorite song Beautifully when she close her eyes. Her Voice is Like a Sweet angel, So Sweet Even the Angels of Heaven would be So Jealous But they Will Blessed her For Such a Sweet Voice. Every Day When Everyone was Gone home or so, She'll Sing the same Song every night. But ONE Faithful Night, Joey was So Fustrated that he was trying to make another Character besides bendy, boris, and alice...he needs another character into his "bendy" shows as he was packing stuff and close the door in his office and When She thinks That Joey has Left, Saphira began to head to the Secret room and she change her

 Work Clothes into a lovely White Gown with a Shimmering Gold on it.. Then She looked at the empty chairs and stairs as the Spotlight hits. She looked around and then She Close her eyes and began to sing the same Song, then Joey's ears Ringing when he hears saphira's Heavenly voice came from the Old theater.. He sneakly goes on the seat and starts to listens to her..

Saphira: ~Dreams to dream In the dark of the night When the world goes wrong I can still make it right I can see so far in my dreams I'll follow my dreams Until they come true

Come with me You will see what I mean There's a world inside No one else ever sees You will go so far in my dreams Somewhere in my dreams Your dreams will come true

There is a star Waiting to guide us Shining inside us When we close our eyes

Don't let go If you stay close to me In my dreams tonight You will see what I see Dreams to dream As near as can be Inside you and me They always come true~

When after saphira Finished singing, Joey Slowly claps as saphira jumped and gasp softly..and then He said..

Joey Drew: Well well well.. I'm Very Suprised Ms. Fox, You have an angelic Voice from Heavens!

Saphira: *panic tone* OH! MR. DREW! I-i-i Can Explain!

Joey Drew: No Need to explain My Dear Because You! Are Promoted To Become umm... Whats your Nickname My Dear?

Saphira: Saphy Sir..

Joey Drew: *thinking and Nodded* YES! Saphy! The Lovely Kitsune!, Welcome aboard then Saphy! You Are going to be a Star!!

Saphira was Suprised and Excited, She is Now the star of the Show. Years Later, Joey began to Introduce Bendy to Saphira and as Bendy Takes the Good look at Saphira and His Heart was beating. His face turns Grey and he clench on his chest with his hand. His feelings was Like he's going to explode with passion and love. And then He began and said......

[universal-kitty]

   My self-inserts for Bendy and the Ink Machine~! Let’s go! Thanks for asking me about this, @robotarmjokes!!

HUMAN VERSE

Your average animator named Rachel. Glasses-wearing, brown hair that parts down the middle, dark green eyes...and often found in their work outfit. (Hair in a bun and casual clothes- t-shirt and pants- with an apron over it. For the ink stains, of course.)

Joey Drew accepts just about anyone...provided they’d want to work with him in the first place. When they begged him to look at their portfolio, well... A look through ended up assuring a job, much to their delight.

Works among the inking section of the cogs that are Joey Drew Studios. Thus, their apron that’s often gently splattered with the dark liquid.

Tends to be lowkey and not very talkative, but gets along with Henry Stein, Allison Pendle, Shawn Flynn, Ernest Craft, and Daisy Lindel. (The latter two being OCs of mine.)

Their favorite creation of the studio’s? Probably Alice. “I like the way she sings... She’s got such a lovely voice to her! Like a songbird.”

Also has a crush on Sammy Lawrence... Though with the guy being such a shut-in, you’d be hard-pressed to find them together.

...Though the more Rachel protests to wiggling into his time, the more they hang out, later down the line.

It turns into Rachel showing him their personal projects, even allowing him to flip through their sketchbook freely. (Though he’s never seen their notebook, filled with notes, more art...and drawings of him, as well as love notes.)

Sammy gets to vent to them about music, often getting to be the one who sees the idea or clarity for a project strike him, urging to finish that old one or start up a new one. It’s their great pride to help him, as they’ve said a few times before.

They do end up dating later down the line... Though most at the studio didn’t know it, even after they started coming to work together. They kept their private life, well, private.

Though they were living together and even bought a house together with their pooled savings; the extra rooms were morphed into an art room and music room, to settle with their interests.

Both of them credit each other as the other’s muse. That’s where the rumors began that the two might be dating. (Though they were behind on the news, of course.)

Joey Drew Studios collapsed not long later, much to Sammy’s frustration. Both were worked to the bone, but also had to make payments, so... A potential job-hunt wasn’t up either of their alleys. Though Rachel was determined to try, despite the odds.

One day, he snapped. Said he wouldn’t come back until he figured out what happened to the studio.

...He never did.

Depending on the timeline, Henry might find Rachel, lost in the studio, trying to find Sammy. In others, they’re the one who Joey called back...and now have a few time-loops of their own.

TOON VERSE

In another world, they are someone different... Meet Kathy the Clumsy Kitten! A creation of Joey Drew Studios (specifically by Ernest Craft, but Joey Drew has since taken all the credit for her creation, much to Ernest’s chagrin) and one of the more...quietly loved characters of the series.

Kathy started out as “Kitten” and with the design below:

In these early days, she had no voice to use. Instead, sound effects would play to denote her emotions; like soft chimes when she cried or the zing of a piano when surprised.

However, people thought she was another demon with her ears looking like they did! As well, despite her feminine appearance, a lot of comparisons between her and Bendy soon arose...

To combat this, she was quickly redesigned to look more...original. The design settled on this less than a year later:

...and that’s the design that’s always been used since!

Update notes: inside of ears drawn, fur tufts on face, and a tail added.

It was also with this design that Joey gave Kathy her now-defining character trait: being a literal scaredy-cat. Easily spooked and, of course, very clumsy.

She’s known to be bullied by Bendy, terrified of Boris, and good friends with Alice, despite the fact her clumsiness has inconvenienced Alice quite a few times in the various episodes that the studio has produced.

She also considers Joey Drew a father figure, Daisy Lindel a mother figure (especially since Daisy would end up being Kathy’s first VA), and Ernest someone spooky....!!

She does also have quite a bit of trust with Sammy Lawrence, though; his music and ramblings often lull her to sleep.

There’s also ANOTHER toon-friend she has named Aki... Aki the Grimmest Reaper, as they call her. (Joey Drew Studios did a trade with a Japanese animation studio at the time. Not only did they work on a short for the other studio, but made a character for the other studio to use; Aki was from the Japanese animation studio.)

Though... The biggest problem by far? Kathy’s got a crush on Bendy.

And now, we get verse dependent~! As there’s two ways things work out......

With Bendy: It takes some vague scolding on Aki’s behalf and clarification from Alice before Bendy realizes that Kathy isn’t as much of a welcome mat as she is just a pushover to the person she likes. Which is. Him.

It’s embarrassing on both sides, but hey~! Bendy’s got charm, yeah? He does his best to lessen the tricks and instead provide little hearts he cuts out of pink (or red) paper and flowers he steals under other people’s noses.

It’s made her a good bit more clumsier at first, what with all the surprise flattery from her crush, but once Bendy finally went all out with asking her to be his lil lady... Well, she actually got better. Still clumsy, but not as bad as she used to be.

They’re a heartrendingly sweet couple. She showers him in praise and affection (which he adores) and- once the show’s all said an’ done- spends time cuddling with her after. It’s...really nice and something Kathy loves to do with him.

However, this has not stopped Bendy’s love for dancing. He even purposefully got thicker shoes so he could waltz or dance in any way he pleases with Kathy. So why thicker shoes? So that way, when she inevitably steps on his feet, he won’t feel it as much!! (It’s embarrassing, but that did make her laugh, much to his delight.)

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With Alice: ...Or on another hand, Alice ends up gaining a crush on her best friend and shy little kitten. And you know what? If Bendy won’t treat Kathy right, then Alice will!

So she does, finding Kathy, taking her to the best spot Alice knows, and holding both of her hands as Alice confesses to liking her. It surprised the life outta Kathy to hear, but-!! .....Well, it’s not like she doesn’t want to date her...

It’s an uncertain thing at first, with Kathy getting to see Alice in a new light. Alice takes it slow in response, though in what feels like no time at all, they’re one of the cutest couples of the studio!

It’s not uncommon for Kathy to still try to help out with Alice’s performances, mostly in regards to setting up. Though her clumsiness still makes Alice pretty nervous... It’s too easy for her to trip up on a stray rope and make everything fall apart like dominoes!

Though on a sweeter note, it’s not uncommon to hear Alice singing and find her cradling Kathy, singing the kitten toon to sleep and guaranteeing only the kindest of dreams.

Alice has mentioned matching outfits someday... Kathy’s still flustered by the idea but very, very much up to it.

Finally..... Some additional notes. ;>

INK DEMON VERSE: Daisy eventually gave up her role voicing Kathy, giving it to her daughter, Clara Lindel. However, the young woman didn’t work as Kathy’s VA for very long. The character was her favorite of the show, so it was incredibly heartbreaking for it to end so soon... However, when Joey Drew sent that letter, asking for a callback? Of course she wanted to go!

...Not knowing what awaited her when she got to the studio.

She’d awake later, no longer a human. But a mix of ink and soul.

She’s more “Clara” at first. But as time goes on, that personality- that person- melts away, more and more becoming “Kathy”... Neither of them want this. But neither of them can stop it, either.

Though it’s also why they try so desperately to help Henry to escape; if they can’t be helped, hopefully he can... Right?

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Though there is technically a thing where I ship Bendy with literally me. No universe-fitting self-insert stuff.

This started due to needing to get my teeth worked on and me being super anxious about it. I needed someone to be with me. Someone small, protective, easy to hold and with wit to make me feel better when scared... I latched onto Bendy, since BATIM happened to be my main special interest at the time.

It’s also where this artwork came from: 

So... That’s a thing, too! So it doesn’t quite matter if you call me Rachel, Aki, or Kathy to him, technically.... Though you do get a different answer during F/O Takeovers when asked about him and Kathy!

Have one more art for reading all of this, slkfdjsk

[i-prefer-the-term-antihero]

Pandora Hearts Crossover Prompt Ideas!

So I started to fill out the Pandora Hearts Secret Santa form, but I realized I couldn’t really put “crossover” as one of my prompt without listing the fandoms I was in! However, when I started listing said fandoms, and any specific crossover ideas I had, the list got rather long…

So I decided to make a post listing them, both for my secret santa to possibly use, and for anyone else! Feel free to use these for your own Secret Santa giftee, for phmonth, or just for fun! Please mention me (@i-prefer-the-term-antihero) if you use these prompts so I can check out your art and other creations!! I know some of these are pretty common, but it’s always fun to see what people do with them!! I also haven't been on tumblr long so some of these may have been done before and I haven't seen them yet!

I’m a big fan of crossovers in general, but I especially like taking the characters of one fandom and placing them into the roles/universe of another so most of my ideas will have to do with that!

Harry Potter (I love to see the PH characters on the Hogwarts express, and/or in Diagon Alley!)

Doctor Who (Break especially would make a great Doctor, with Sharon as his companion. Oz could make a cute Doctor, with Gilbert and Alice as his companions. Or even Gilbert as a Doctor? Oswald with Lottie and the other Baskervilles as his companions? Jack and Lacie? There’s a lot of cool things you could do)

Disney (there’s a lot you could do with this one...I myself especially love Tangled the Series)

Star Wars (I’d love to see our favorite PH characters as Jedi and Sith. Oz and the Golden Trio would make cute Jedi. I’d love to see Kevin as a Sith, possibly with Kylo Ren’s lightsaber)

Marvel (there’s a lot of possibilities for this one, but I’d love to see Break hanging out with Loki, and/or Peter Parker with Oz!)

The Greatest Showman

Firefly

Portal

Crimson Peak (not sure how this one would work, but I love this movie)

Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland (I’ve actually written the beginnings of a fanfic for this prompt, and would love to see fanart! Especially with Break as the Mad Hatter, and/or Jack as Stayne! If you would like to read my fanfic it’s called “Tim Burton’s Pandora Hearts” And my username there is I_prefer_the_term_antihero! But you don’t have to! Feel free to make fanart or whatever regardless!)

The original Alice in Wonderland (I’ve seen some of this before too but it’s always cool to see more)

The Case Study of Vanitas (always a fun one)

Kuroshitsuji (this one is used a lot, but I still love to see Break hanging out with Undertaker…maybe something Christmas-y?)

Fullmetal Alchemist (Brotherhood)

Bungou Stray Dogs (I haven't watched the movie yet, but I know Akira Ishida does voice Dostoevsky...maybe you could do something with that....)

Over the Garden Wall

Gravity Falls

How to Train Your Dragon

Bendy and the Ink Machine (it would be especially cool to see Alice as Alice Angel…maybe Jack as Demon Bendy, and Gilbert as Boris? And Oz holding the seeing glass as if he were Henry? Or Lacie as Alice Angel and Oswald as Boris to keep it within one trio?)

Don’t Starve (it would be cool just to see the PH characters drawn in the DS style!)

Feel free to add more to this!!

[silverstarsheep]

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And thanks for all the... Fish! So I feel as though this is something that's needed to be said and explained carefully, as I feel as though people would ask me what my next plan is. I would have to explain my reasoning, and it'd be much easier if I have one place to put it all. Spoilers, by the way.

Now that Sheep Songs is finished, I will not be making any more Bendy and the Ink Machine comics. I might not even make any more fanart of it in general, unless I'm commissioned or hired to do so. While I did love BatIM for a while, and while it DID provide me not only with newfound confidence in my comics, but also a number of opportunities and open doors... I feel as though after chapter 3, I had been betrayed. For me, that chapter completely ruined the game in its entirety--I'll go into that in a little bit. To put it in simple terms: Chapter 2 was a bit iffy for me. Sammy put me on the fence with the cult and satanic tones of the game. However he balanced me nicely and gave me a snack. Chapter 3 on the other hand... Alice ripped the snack out of my hands, ate it in my face and shoved me off the fence and right into the mud. To say that Alice ruined literally EVERYTHING is almost an understatement. Alice is a predictable, boring and really dumb villain. I could predict EXACTLY how her character was going to be, just from ONE line of dialogue--when she mentions you being caught in her web. Listen. When I can accurately predict how a character is going to be just from one little line, THAT'S REALLY, REALLY BAD. She completely ruined the experience for me with her stupid, flat """"""""banter""""""", her unsubtle behavior BORED me, and her overall character frustrated me beyond words. I couldn't stand her, and the overly long and tedious fetch quests did NOT help my thoughts on the matter. I KNOW the Meatly fixed the fetch quests and updated things, but I know he didn't, and I know he WON'T, fix the glaring issues with Alice. She could have been great, but the Meatly tossed his super great and creative premise in favor for a predictable and generic femme fatale that doesn't even try for a second to trick you. She's just, "Oh! I'm evil! By the way, did you know that I was evil? I'm SOOOO rotten, but look at me, I'm cute and perfect, tee hee!" ugh. She tries to be GLaDOS but... She fails. She can't even be compared, really. And don't try to tell me that the chapter is good because we got to have a plank of wood--I mean Boris follow us around. If he did more than just standing around, that would have helped, but HONESTLY. The boy is a plank of wood! He hardly emotes! He hardly reacts! But hey! At least he had more character than Alice, AM I RIGHT?! Ahaah.... Okay, there were some things I did like. The design of the building (even though it's stupidly ridiculous), the atmosphere (even though that was RUINED by the fetch quests and the fact that enemies respawn in the same places... Talk about monotonous and boring...), the twisted toons/Butcher Gang, and the Projectionist. And Wally's always good, but this chapter actually forced me to emotionally detach myself from him. Great. ... But in all seriousness. Chapter 3 left me in a depressive state. I couldn't handle how bad it was, it was SUCH a disappointment. Perhaps I was a little too hopeful; I was willing to look past the issues and flaws beforehand because I adored the ideas. The game had me sold on the concept ALONE. The game has such a creative premise, such neat ideas. I LOVE the ideas and the concepts, but the execution is so poor that it gives me emotional unrest. Again, I had to emotionally detach myself from Wally Franks because I was fearful that he'd get a similar treatment in a later chapter, and if that were the case... I'd be left physically ill. On the night I watched chapter 3, I was sick with anxiety because I was so excited for the new chapter, but I was also nervous for what was to come. I had actual, physical relief when I heard Wally's voice come through a tape recorder, that it actually calmed me to the point where I was no longer anxious. I realized in that moment that he was a comfort character... But I can no longer have that. Because I felt so betrayed by chapter 3. It frustrates me to no end. How amazing this concept is, how great the studio looks and how neat the twisted toons are. But the rest... The execution, the antagonists... They're all so flat and poor. For my own mental health, I must move on from BatIM, however I am still open to taking commissions for art of the game. Just don't expect anything else from it out of me. However, I'd like to leave on a higher note, which is why I drew Edgar. He's my favorite of the Butcher Gang, and inspired a new character of mine, Piper the Spider. And despite not making any more Bendy comics, I WILL continue to make comics as a whole! I have a few projects in mind, so please, stick around! You might just like the next thing I work on! Thank you to everyone who stuck with me through the endeavor that was Sheep songs. It was a wonderful adventure that taught me a lot about comic making, and even a bit about myself. I had a wonderful time making it, and I look forward to the next comic I have in store. Despite my current feelings towards Bendy and the Ink Machine, I DO have to thank it for everything that it gave me. It gave me the spark to start making more comics, starting with The Liar Revealed in Ink part 1 and 2. It inspired me to make even more comics beyond that, full 20-page comics at that! It gave me the inspiration needed to get my gears into motion to make more than just one or two pages worth of comic. Not only that, but it's opened the doors to many things; new followers, new friends, new adventures. It allowed me to meet people I never would have met otherwise, and it's allowed not only myself to grow, but it's also helped others grow through itself, and even through me. So... I do have to thank it. I may have left on a sour note, but I'm still grateful for what it gave to me. And to all of you! For sticking by me!

[the-ghost-of-jason-todd]

KK IM READY NOW🤗 so. it's like the game in the mystery aspect- there's a 'before' and an 'after' the 'event' is what they need to find out. BEFORE- after coming home from a war, shiro decided to open an animation studio (this is the simple version he probably had reason idek) and he took some other friends that he new to work with him. pidge and matt as projectionists, hunk as an engineer/mechanic, lance who helps write cheesy songs, allura voice actress, ect. it was fun. until they got popular

(2) while designing the main character or mascot for the studio beforehand, shiro saw Keith's cat in the window sill and had an idea. Keith had died in the war while fighting with a special team and shiro decided to honour his memory by making the mascot an anthro cat (totally not a furry lmao) that resembles and acts like keith and the shows would always be dedicated to him. shiro didnt realise how popular he would be, making him constantly wonder if this was the best way to preserve his memory

(3) with all the stress on such a small team, problems quickly began to rise. deadlines weren't being met, and overall it as such a mess. the crew rarely saw shiro anymore and when they did, he didn't look okay and he didn't act like himself. he wasn't sleeping much, just planning for something big. the big thing presented itself as a giant ink machine.

oh yeah in this au remember shiro has mad ptsd and a cool old-times prosthetic arm (that some how works in this time lmao

(4) pidge finds notes written in messy ink: 'why stop at his memory? we can bring him back too' and 'this will save the company! why hesitate?' it looks like shiro's hand writing, but she doesn't think it's him. strange things are happening, and she's not sure if she want to stay and find out. but she can't leave. the stairway is flooded with ink again. she is really not a fan of the machine and ends up talking about this issue with lance-the pump to drain the stairway is in his office.

(5) disaster strikes- shiro ends up in the hospital, everyone else: missing. (6) AFTER: shiro wakes up in his apartment well rested for the first time in ages. he figures it's time to go to work and gets ready but something is different. he can't figure it out. the studio is a mess, and he doesn't remember anything about an ink machine. i imagine this part is just like chapter one-collect the objects, turn on the machine. instead of bendy, shiro finds something else.

(7) there's this deformed mess of seemingly solidified ink that seems to be breathing lying down next to the machine. he watches as it slowly attempts to get up but fails until it eventually turns around. the ink reaches out and calls to shiro with a familiar voice. shiro thinks it's unreal but the voice belongs to keith, and the longer shiro stares the more he notices half of the mess of ink that is keith is actually the character based off him. the other half of his body is his regular self

(8) however, the character side seems to be a more deformed version, as he is constantly dropping ink from that side, but also becasue the claws seem sharper (always out not retractable like the character) and it overall just looks terrifying. he's so out of balance that walking or getting up is hard so he reaches for shiro. his ink touches shiro's prosthetic, which covers the entire thing and essentially covers the arm in ink, but he can still use it like normal even better to help keith up now

(9) shiro is now more careful not to let any part of keith touch him except for his arm. keith understands and talks about how he never wants to go back to living in the dark puddles again and would never wish anyone that fate. he talks about the first time he "came to be" and how 'shiro' was there talking to him through the ink before he drowned in it. shiro doesn't remember this, and asks keith if he remembers the war or if he's actaully talking to the character. keith says he remembers dying

(10) he also remembers various 'events' that shiro recognises as shorts he animated with the character. keith then asks if he was real, or if he was just some figment of imagination somehow brought to life. shiro's silence doesn't help because he doesn't think he's stable enough to answer. after a short while keith's body begins to stabilise more so they explore the studio to go find the missing others

(11) that's all plot wise but here's some random points: keith's body will start to melt more depending on his emotional state (like "hey keith are u okay" "ye" "no ur melting what's wrong") keith can somehow communicate with other ink monsters. kuro is involved in the 'event' (nyehe i'll tell u more once i have your thoughts on it). shiro doesn't actaully remember how the studio got so big. it was small the last time 'he' saw it. demonic circles r everywhere too. shiro's ink arm is pretty solid

(12) everyone has something part of them now made of ink just obviously not as much as keith. i imagine the with the format of the game shiro finds a different person each chapter. chapter 1 he find keith, chapter 2 lance, chapter 3 pidge/matt, ect. not sure if i want other cartoon characters (kinda like half of keith) alive yet. (they would make things problematic. which might be good idek let's see)

SWEET HERE WE GO

i don’t know exactly what the mechanics behind the ink creatures in the actual game are (is it implied that alice angel is actually her voice actor?  actually maybe, now that i think about it, because she has two voices, right?) so are you thinking that each missing person corresponds with an animated character?  except probably the projectionists, right?  because they’re not characters, they’re literally just projector heads--the equipment instead of the product

oooh i could see pidge and matt as kind of a tag team, matt with the head of a microphone and pidge with the projector head, and matt sits in wait until shiro/keith make too much noise and then pidge gets summoned and her beam of light traps them

kuro is like the ink demon, right?  so as shiro is going around people THINK he’s the evil one until he can convince them he’s not, and the whole time there’s the threat of the real monster crawling out of the shadows :O

also i’m love the idea of necromancy using black ink??  that’s my favorite fucking thing i’ve ever heard, also with shiro’s prosthetic and the ink machine it’s almost like steampunk except... inkpunk?  HOLY SHIT

also... imagine how much creepier it would be if Keith’s character on the show was silent?  like, they wouldn’t just find a voice actor to voice him because it would just be kinda uncanny valley for shiro, they probably spent months looking for the right voice actor and no one could quite capture him so in respect for the actual man who died they kept the character silent... 

so when shiro first sees him in the factory, he think’s he’s going to be silent (like boris :O) and then he talks, and it’s in keith’s voice.  the RIGHT voice.

that might be the reason shiro or kuro started to get a little, uh, weird in the ‘before’.  he wanted to make this character into KEITH and he couldn’t find the right voice actor, or the right storyboards, or the right scripts... and it just kept driving him more and more into desperation, partly because he thought business would go smoother if he just found the right artist/voice actor, and partly because he just wanted keith back...  grief, man

imagine factory workers who paint smiles crooked on merchandise, it would be like they were insulting keith himself... at least to shiro.  that anger... that could drive anyone to the darkness.  inky, inky darkness :O

[fundeadasylum]

okay well now that im not buzzed and depressed, i have some thoughts about batim chapter 3 that im putting under the cut

just me thinking out loud, does contain spoilers

everyone seems genuinely surprised that alice turned out to be “”evil”” but i mean this is a horror game, what did you expect

also i got kinda major bioshock vibes from this whole part of the game, which leads to my next point

alice seems to have gone mad, just like sammy and just like how it sounds like joey drew did at some point something is corrupting these people and i’m betting it’s that ink flowing from the Ink Machine

it kind of sounds like people were fused with the ink joey mentioned in one of the audio recordings something about immortality and you can’t kill toons so why not just make everyone a toon only it looks like it didn’t go quite right?

alice said towards the end of the chapter that the boris henry was with was “perfect” and we know there were dozens if not hundreds of other boris’ and butcher boys all over the place but there’s clearly something wrong with those butcher boys that we run into what makes this boris perfect? was he fused correctly? why are there so many boris copies? is joey or the ink machine itself trying to create perfect replicas of the cartoon characters?

im saying all this because i have a strong suspicion that alice is actually susie campbell

or what’s left of her anyway

just based on alice’s dialogue and the audio dairy where susie mentions she liked it when joey drew called her alice joey sounds like he went a llliiitttllleee bit insane to me, by the way

the other thing is the Projectionist i see a lot of people saying it’s norman polk but did we actually get confirmation of that?? anyway, like sammy, it seems the Projectionist was also corrupted by the ink (in the play through i watched, the player avoided him so i didn’t see what happened when you got caught in his light) im actually really curious about him

alice also seems wary of The Ink Demon and given the post credits image, i’m willing to bet that that’s our lanky demonic friend who i suspect might actually be what’s left of joey drew himself alice doesn’t seem to like joey OR bendy and seems pretty keen to keep the ink demon away from her (also she seems to HATE henry, maybe because he’s still human? maybe because she associates him with joey?)

i don’t think joey just wanted to bring his cartoons to life i think he was aging and didn’t want to be, i think he wanted to be immortal and what better way than to become his beloved cartoons the guy already sounded like he was half nutso in the first place so it’s no great leap in logic to assume he did some demonic bullshit and fucked up the studio and everyone still in it

so who’s the antagonist here? can’t be alice, she’s in the same position as sammy and the projectionist, half mad and corrupted, warped by the ink maybe it’s joey? right now all signs seem to be pointing to joey but who knows for sure

on a separate note let me say something about THE GAME PLAY

GOOD GOLLY COULD YOU GET ANYMORE TEDIOUS

the layout of chapter three was a maze which, if used right, could have brought some really epic scares and kept up a really dramatic tension and fear as it was, the entire thing was monotonous and got old really, really quick

i understand that this is a very small team working very hard to get this game out and man alive do i appreciate their effort the game is gorgeous and im in love with the story, obviously

but it IS a game and it has to play like one repetitive hunts through the same area are...boring going into the projectionist’s part of the level was the most interesting and had the most dramatic tension, i think it could have been done just a little bit better but it was still really, really good and is probably my favorite level design of chapter three that being said, the rest was boring as fuck i get that you have this sepia toned, old black and white cartoon thing going on but it all looks so uniform after a while, you can push those shadows to slow the player down and create tension, add more blind corners, more ambiance besides the ticking clocks and chugging pipes

one of the things that always frightened me about bioshock was that i would HEAR the splicers before i ever saw them it made me tense up, it spiked my fear because i was then expecting them to attack and that made me wary of every single little thing, and the longer i went without being attacked the more nervous i got or i let my guard down completely and got the ever loving piss scared out of me

like i said, i know this is a very small team and the work they’ve done so far is AMAZING and the game is awesome and i really love it, i really do

but the gameplay for chapter 3 was disappointing and boring yes, we got a nice chunk of story, but there was really no reason to send henry running all over the the same damn area four or five times instead of building up the tension for something we never got to see (alice actually making use of the shit we brought her), it totally killed any tension that might have been there in the first place the initial appearance of the butcher boys was frightening but after a while, they stopped being scary too, there was no threat from them or the other ink monsters running around, i never felt that threat, i didn’t have a reason to be scared of them when they were so easily defeated

also there was all this talk of the ink demon showing up if you were noisy and stuff at the beginning of the chapter but????? he never did???? alice kepy talking about finding a place to hide but???? there was never a reason to???? there was absolutely no threat?????? the lack of ink demon/bendy was really sad tbh

anyway, i carried on with this long enough

i loved the atmosphere for some of chapter three and i am so very happy we got a nice, big, juicy chunk of story with it congrats to themeatly and the development team on another excellent installment of bendy and the ink machine! i can’t wait to see what you guys do next!

[i-prefer-the-term-antihero]

Pandora Hearts Crossover Prompt Ideas!

So I started to fill out the Pandora Hearts Secret Santa form, but I realized I couldn’t really put “crossover” as one of my prompt without listing the fandoms I was in! However, when I started listing said fandoms, and any specific crossover ideas I had, the list got rather long…

So I decided to make a post listing them, both for my secret santa to possibly use, and for anyone else! Feel free to use these for your own Secret Santa giftee, or just for fun! Please mention me (@i-prefer-the-term-antihero) if you use these prompts so I can check out your art!! I know some of these are pretty common, but it’s always fun to see what people do with them! I also haven't been on tumblr long so some of these may have been done before and I haven't seen them yet! 

I’m a big fan of crossovers in general, but I especially like taking the characters of one fandom and placing them into the roles/universe of another so most of my ideas will have to do with that!

Harry Potter (I love to see the PH characters on the Hogwarts express, and/or in Diagon Alley!)

Doctor Who (Break especially would make a great Doctor, with Sharon as his companion)

Disney (there’s a lot you could do with this one...I myself especially love Tangled the Series)

Star Wars (I’d love to see our favorite PH characters as Jedi and Sith. Oz and the Golden Trio would make cute Jedi. I’d love to see Kevin as a Sith, possibly with Kylo Ren’s lightsaber)

Marvel (there’s a lot of possibilities for this one, but I’d love to see Break hanging out with Loki, and/or Peter Parker with Oz!)

The Greatest Showman

Firefly

Portal 

Crimson Peak (not sure how this one would work, but I love this movie) 

Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland (I’ve actually written the beginnings of a fanfic for this prompt, and would love to see fanart! Especially with Break as the Mad Hatter, and/or Jack as Stayne!)

The original Alice in Wonderland (I’ve seen some of this before too but it’s always cool to see more) 

The Case Study of Vanitas (always a fun one)

Kuroshitsuji (this one is used a lot, but I still love to see Break hanging out with Undertaker…maybe something Christmas-y?)

Fullmetal Alchemist (Brotherhood)

Bungou Stray Dogs (I haven't watched the movie yet, but I know Akira Ishida does voice Dostoevsky...maybe you could do something with that....) 

Over the Garden Wall

Gravity Falls

How to Train Your Dragon

Bendy and the Ink Machine (it would be especially cool to see Alice as Alice Angel…maybe Jack as Demon Bendy, and Gilbert as Boris? And Oz holding the seeing glass as if he were Henry? Or Lacie as Alice Angel and Oswald as Boris to keep it within one trio?) 

Don’t Starve (it would be cool just to see the PH characters drawn in the DS style!)