#twisted Alice

[strawoa]

Alice doodle thing i made to test pens

[cosmic-frost-main]

I think Allison needs to make her own clothes

Original:

[bladevoyager]

Alice Angel with 14 for the color palette?

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"The choices of the beautiful are unbearable."

I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her

[pa-pa-patato]

Alice angel wearing cruelles clothes

I had to draw this when I realized they both wanted to kill dogs to make themselves prettier

[sticcmann]

Rainbow Alice

[numbdrownsman]

Angel is a little out of her mind

(my skills in drawing weapons and dresses suck)

[cupidstarz]

My mom got me an LPS set for Christmas for nostalgia reason, her own words and you know obviously I had to give Alice the dog.

[silentcrowsilentravens]

Could I request a Twisted Alice x gender neutral reader Short fic? One in particular where the reader comes back injured after coming in contact with the ink demon and Alice just comforting them?

Yes! However, I will note that I don't believe that's a strong suit of hers.

Reader gets injured by the Ink Demon and Twisted Alice attempts to comfort them.

(Gender ambiguous).

Word count: 902

Warnings: Blood, violence, and injury.

Masterlist here!

Truth be told, safe places do not truly exist with Joey Drew Studios. Sure, you can shove yourself in boxes, barrels, or crates in an attempt to hide from what lurks within its bowels; you can get inside a Little Miracle Station, or put yourself behind as many metal shutters as you'd like... but the determination some of the monsters have to rip your face off ensures that no spot will allow you to remain undetected forever.

Despite that, ever since you unwittingly walked straight into one of Alice's snare traps, you have felt rather safe.

Sure, she was going to kill you at first. There was mention of harvesting your organs and putting your lovely eyes in a jar, but she changed her mind sometime between when she cut you down and when she put you on the operating table. Since then, she's become your twisted guardian angel. Most of the filth (as Alice puts it) that has dared to try and touch you has come to deeply regret it.

You can defend yourself well enough, though, and don't often wander. However, if you do, as long as you don't stray too far, Alice will hear you and be there if you need help.

Today, you've been scrounging around for gears. Alice needs them for some repairs. You're in the middle of pulling one out of some busted machinery when your ears pick up the sound of squelching footsteps. The voice that accompanies them shortly after is one you recognize. It belongs to a Lost One you encountered not too long ago. He's a particularly aggressive fellow.

...You really don't want him to spot you again. With that in mind, you stuff the gear you just picked up into your bag and press yourself up against the wall beside the door.

The door opens.

You hold your breath as the Lost One walks in. The moment his back is completely facing you, you attempt to sneak around the door and leave.

The floor creaks. Loudly. You know he heard it.

"You!"

You duck down, narrowly avoiding a swing from a metal pipe, and start running.

You try to lose him, but you can't seem to.

You push yourself to create a bit more distance, then resort to shoving yourself into a vent. It works. He doesn't see you.

... But he still won't leave the room. You decide to crawl further in, searching for an exit rather than trying to wait for him to go away, and end up finding one that leads you into an unfamiliar part of the studio.

You curse under your breath and get a move on, knowing that you can't linger out in the open for long.

"I see you there..." That voice, unfortunately, is also familiar. It's a deep, growling, distorted sound that travels down your spine like ice.

You nearly slip on the ink that's starting to crawl across the floor as you break into the fastest run of your life. The studio all turns into one sepia-toned blur. All the while, the Ink Demon is continuing to barrel after you like a speeding train. You think he might still be talking, might be taunting you about your inevitable demise, but it's hard to tell over the pounding of your heart in your eardrums.

A sharp, awful, burning pain flares across your leg as the demon's claws tear it open. You cry out and stagger, falling straight through the door in front of you. You drag yourself into another vent, narrowly avoiding his grasp.

You trail blood through the ducts until you finally reach a place you recognize. You promptly drop your head onto your arms and breathe a shaky sigh of relief. Your body refuses to stop trembling. You feel faint.

The speaker up in the corner crackles to life you jump at the sound. "Where have you been?" comes your angel's voice. "I've been calling for you for ages."

You hardly even process what she said, just that it's her, which fills you with relief so immense that you immediately start crying. You try to tell her about the Ink Demon, but your words are borderline unintelligible through your tears.

"I can't understand a word leaving your lips, my dear. I'll come fetch you. Just stay put. Keep your pretty little head in that vent so nothing comes to tear it free from your shoulders."

You shuffle far enough back into the vent that no passing ink creature will notice you. You don't keep your eyes open long enough to hear her heels approach.

"Darling?"

You weakly jolt awake, your bleary eyes struggling to take in your surroundings.

"Shh..." A cold hand pets your hair. "You're back where you belong..."

You're in Alice's lair. Your head is in her lap. She's not used to mending. All of her dark surgeries are destructive, cutting, pulling open the machine's creatures to take what she wants before dumping them, but she's done her best to patch your leg up.

"You were down in his preferred stomping grounds, weren't you?"

"...I-I was being chased. I got lost..." you reply weakly, your vision beginning to blur again. "He almost had me..."

"I would have hunted him down myself," Alice says although she fears him like most in the studio do. "But you survived. And you're safe here." She strokes her thumb across your cheek. It turns your tears black. "Now tell me... what disgusting creature chased you into such dangerous territory? I can squeeze it into my schedule."

[indragonsaur]

New Alice Angel Render from Bendy: The lone Wolf

[strawoa]

Alice angel doodle yay

[cosmic-frost-main]

Audrey should stop losing bets to Alice for the sake of her dignity.

+Timelapse below

[skeletonspiced]

I may or may not be coming up with some type of circus au. I knew that I wanted twisted alice (she's just called susie in this au) to be take some part of it. So uh here's a design sketch

SHE IS SO PRETTY FRRR <3

[rainbowspinch]

SURPRISE

[t3chn1c4ld]

My friend's hyperfixated on Bendy again, and I like following the leader XP

I decided to redesign some characters to my liking, starting with Alice Angel + Twisted Alice. She looks completely different, but I wanted to try making her look more angelic and from the 1930s.

[unnoticedunawarestillhere]

There's got to be an Alice like this in someone's Au.

She got fucking tired of perfection a while ago.

[inkstainedsheets]

Little art I made for @doodlingant along with my Alice design.