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magicicephoenix Ā· 3 months ago
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Draft - The Ink Demonth 2024 (Day 15)
A tiny crack hinting at freedom, whispering of things youā€™ll never get to seeā€¦
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 months ago
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Nostalgia - The Ink Demonth 2024 (Day 1)
If you close your eyes, you can pretend heā€™s really there.
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magicicephoenix Ā· 1 year ago
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the guys ever
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magicicephoenix Ā· 1 year ago
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Machine - The Ink Demonth 2023 (#6)
I hit artblock, so hereā€™s a bit of writing for yā€™all! Some NJAD angst crumbs, as a treat. :]
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The feeling was stronger than usual today. Bendyā€™s ink ached, like heā€™d been scraped clean with sharp claws from the inside out. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and he barely managed to sink into the closest ink-stained wall before the brunt of emotion came to wash him away.
The darkness around him was heavier than it shouldā€™ve been. Compressing. Almost like he couldnā€™t breathe, like nonexistent lungs were being pushed in on all sides.
This ainā€™t fair, he thought distantly, but there was no one to hear him.
Bendy let the ink guide him, sending him flowing through the puddles as he tried to stamp down the feeling in his chest. Itā€™d been long enough. Heā€™d had forever to let the pain pass by. So why did he still feel so raw?
The darkness whispered to him, and he felt his form waver. Distant voices, growing more familiar as they layered over each other, filled his headā€”
When can we go home?
Iā€™m still here!
Sheep, sheep, sheep, itā€™s time for sleepā€¦
Another one for the table. Working alone isnā€™t nearly as thrilling as whenā€”
No! No, stop. He couldnā€™t- he wouldnā€™t drift off. He wouldnā€™t listen to them. Not right now. It was too much. He needed- he couldnā€™t be here right now.
He pulled away, and the darkness protested, reaching out for his trembling form. But he was firm, and the ink relented. Bendy emerged from its clutches, though not without a few more whispers that he clenched his teeth in an effort to ignore.
The room he stepped out into was big. Wooden, like everything else. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust, and another few for him to process what he was seeing.
The Machine hung from aged chains. Ever-present, ever-working, it thumped quietly, like a mechanical heartbeat. It might as well have been so, with the ink being the lifeblood of this place. The lifeblood of everyone within its walls.
Bendy stepped up to the railing overlooking the lower area, resting his elbows against it. The abyss below the Machine seemed to churn with unease, and the restless feeling in him grew ever-stronger. He tried to ignore it, tried to pretend that it was just another day, another hour, another minute, and heā€™s just waiting for the time to pass.
And then the voice came again, and whatever thin peace Bendy had managed to gather shattered into pieces.
Why do you seem so glum, pal? Your face ainā€™t made for frowning.
Bendy squashed down his whimper, and it came out as a groan instead. ā€œI donā€™ wanna talk ta ya,ā€ he mumbled.
Come on, now. You know you can tell me anything.
ā€œYer not him. Ya can stop pretendinā€™.ā€
Silence. And then a faint sense of disbelief, then frustration. No more words came, but the meaning was all too clear to him anyway.
Bendy felt his tail twitch in annoyance. ā€œYer not sneaky. I ainā€™t an idiot, ya know.ā€
Discontent, pleading.
ā€œI said I donā€™ wanna talk ta ya.ā€
A sharp pang of desperation. It sent a jolt through Bendy, and he shivered, a chill in his ink.
ā€œStop dat. Ya know I donā€™ like dat.ā€
Remorse, apologetic.
Bendy sighed, brow furrowing. ā€œYer a real pain, ya know? I know ya ainā€™t nothinā€™, not really.ā€
Bitterness, scoffed offense.
ā€œItā€™s true,ā€ Bendy snapped, suddenly feeling too brittle for another talk with thisā€¦ thing. ā€œYer actinā€™ like ya feel sorry fer me, but I know ya just wanna take me away when Iā€™m not thinkinā€™ right.ā€
No response. Bendy huffed. ā€œHonestly, itā€™s like ya think ya know me. Anā€™ donā€™ get all hissy ā€˜bout dat, cuz itā€™s true. Ya donā€™t know me. Ya donā€™t.ā€
A challenge, like hissed, venomous words. He felt his eye twitch, and before he could second-guess himself he was already vaulting over the railing to the dropoff below, landing with a heavy thump.
ā€œIf ya think yer oh-so-clever, how ā€˜bout ya just come out anā€™ show me, huh?ā€ he growled, stalking right up to the edge of the abyss. ā€œDatā€™s right, ya canā€™t! Cuz ya ainā€™t real! A-anā€™ ya never will be, cuz yer just some sick joke ya like ta make up ta make me feel worse! Anā€™ ya know what? I ainā€™t buyinā€™ it! S-so how ā€˜bout ya just shut up anā€™ GO AWAY!ā€ He squeezed his eyes shut and furiously rubbed his face with his arm, trying to ignore the wetness clinging to his cheeks.
The presence in the back of his mind retreated, sufficiently scolded. Not that it made him feel better. If anything, it made him feel worse. And wasnā€™t that an annoying thought?
Bendy sighed, long and heavy, lowering his arm and opening his eyes. Stars, why did everything go wrong? Why did it keep going wrong?
ā€œThis ainā€™t fair,ā€ Bendy said aloud this time, and the words just echoed in the too-big space. Empty, meaningless.
Bendy shoved down the tears and looked up at the looming presence of the Machine. It hung too patiently for a stupid hunk of metal, yet too simple for the source of a miracle.
ā€œDidja know?ā€ he asked the Machine, even though he knew that no one was listening. ā€œWay back when. Didja know itā€™d end like dis? Didja knowā€¦ā€ā€”his voice cracked, but he forced himself to continueā€”ā€œdidja know Iā€™d be alone?ā€
He wished he got a response. But the Machine remained silent and imposing, just as a miracle hunk of metal should.
Bendy lowered his gaze and slinked away, tail swaying behind him. The ink welcomed him as he went, leaving the room in stagnant yearning.
Silence reigned.
Youā€™re not alone, a voiceless desire deep within the ink and walls and machinery wanted to murmur. But even if it could be heard, Bendy was already gone.
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magicicephoenix Ā· 11 months ago
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just realized that pretty much all iā€™ve shared about njad!bendy on here has been ā€œhe is very very sad.ā€
ā€¦thatā€™s my bad. he is usually very cheerful in day-to-day life i swear
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magicicephoenix Ā· 2 years ago
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au demon dump!
ft NJAD auĀ being over three years old somehow (i actually missed the bday; itā€™s 9/9/19)
color key:
tsd - golden brown
njad - purple
dw - blue
ath - red
just black version under cut bc why not!
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magicicephoenix Ā· 2 years ago
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Love your bendy's! TSD is the babiest of the babbies! I love him!
AHH thank you!!!
Youā€™re right, TSD is definitely the most baby (everyone else has trauma =P)
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Heā€™s just a lil ray of sunshine!
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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School took over my life for a bit but anyway hereā€™s a doodle dump being overwhelmed with Inconnu (and a possible alter ego).
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Heā€™s fine.
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Merry (late) Christmas and Happy Holidays!
(featuring my AUs)
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Doodle dump!
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Mirror - The Ink Demonth (#9)
A mirror shows you who you really are. It shows you your reflection. It shows truth. It never lies. But sometimes, Sometimes you only see who you think you are.
If that happens, Donā€™tĀ shatter it. Donā€™t break it into pieces. Donā€™t step on its remains in anger and despair. Donā€™t blame the mirror for what you see.
It is not the mirrorā€™s fault If you refuse to see what you believe you have none of.
This is the product of animating for three days straight, and Iā€™m very proud of it!
This is actually a smaller version of the original, since the original was apparently too big for tumblr. The colors are also a bit muted for reasons I donā€™t understand. But anyway, animation! Yay!
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Ooo, fancy title card thingy.
[Ā TSDĀ - NJAD (youā€™re here!) - DW - ATH ]
Info under the cut!
Alright, second AU (finally); NJAD. It stands for Not Just Another Devil. This one is a crossover between BatIM and Cuphead.
The beginning of the AU is exactly the same as Cuphead: Don't Deal with the Devil. The cup brothers go to the (infamous) casino, bet their souls, lose, go around the islands collecting soul contracts, and arrive at the casino. They take their chance to fight the Devil and win (hooray!). They promptly burn all of the soul contracts, like in the game.
The next thing they know, they wake up, heads pounding, on the floor of the same room they just fought the Devil in. Weird, right?
I wonā€™t spoil the story (since the first version of this summary basically explained the entire beginningā€¦ what was I even thinking when I wrote that?), but what I will tell you is thereā€™s a way to get to Joey Drew Studios through the Devilā€™s throne room.
Anyway, some basic info (that I didnā€™t mention in the TSD post but will add now):
Cuphead and Mugman are both 12 years old, with Cuphead being slightly older than his brother. Theyā€™re both 4 feet at the shoulder, but Cuphead is 4ā€²10ā€³ and Mugman is 4ā€²11ā€³Ā (not including straws).
Bendy is 4 feet 4 inches tall at the tips of his horns. His design is drastically different than the ā€œoriginalā€ Bendy (aka the one thatā€™s in the cartoons). I would list all of the differences butā€¦ take a drawing instead.
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This AU was created 9/9/19
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Bendy Royale - The Ink Demonth (#5)
Originally, I was just going to draw Bendy Royale introduction things, but then I had an idea and ran with it. The scenario is aĀ ā€œhere, have a weapon, now go fight,ā€ sort of thing.
TSD Bendy is not looking forward to this. The Demon is the exact opposite. NJAD Bendy is confused but ready. DW Bendy... doesnā€™t understand why he has the same tools he always has, especially going into combat (I thought it was funny).
I tried copying the coloring style from the Bendy Royale trailer, and I think it looks pretty good. Much more dramatic than if I just kept my own.
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Colored doodle dump!
Featuring both BatIM and my AUs.
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magicicephoenix Ā· 4 years ago
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Soup - The Ink Demonth (#8)
Thereā€™s only so long you can spend eating the same thing everyday until youā€™d rather just starve.
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