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Again, uni has given me some free range projects I couldn't help but take it to the next level all over the place ^^u

This time, I present you The Owl Lady's house, from The Owl House!! (Who would have thought...)

Assignment was to model something in Blender with a particular style so the end result would be a screenshot with an element as focus of interest.

So, yeah, all I had to deliver for the asignment was this screenshot. But did I stop there? Bet your asses I didn't! Because I'm insane as that!!! >:'D

Anyways, hope you like it! Because it took me more than a week to make and I actually feel really proud of even the windchimes that barely can be seen in such wide range take of the image :'D

*Lamb's out!*

P.S.- Under the cut some wips of the making of :3

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Again, uni has given me some free range projects I couldn't help but take it to the next level all over the place ^^u

This time, I present you The Owl Lady's house, from The Owl House!! (Who would have thought...)

Assignment was to model something in Blender with a particular style so the end result would be a screenshot with an element as focus of interest.

So, yeah, all I had to deliver for the asignment was this screenshot. But did I stop there? Bet your asses I didn't! Because I'm insane as that!!! >:'D

Anyways, hope you like it! Because it took me more than a week to make and I actually feel really proud of even the windchimes that barely can be seen in such wide range take of the image :'D

*Lamb's out!*

P.S.- Under the cut some wips of the making of :3

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What is it? I am back?!

Ehh, not really sure. Been so on and off with my stuff, most I can manage to do is uni stuff.

Like this! A Matte Painting I did for my classes! I actually feel really proud of what I've managed here, specially since only a year ago I barely knew how to even click of Photoshop xP

You like it? Well, I'm not gonna tell ya there will be more, because, again, focused on uni stuff, and this is as far as I can get before next proyect :')

Oh, yeah! I'm studying Animation now! Who would have thought of it 5 years ago? :D

Under the cut, the blocking of royalty free stock photos I used to build this composition :) (Provided by Pixabay)

*Lamb's out!*

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HEY!!!! Happy (belated) HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!

StrawberryAeris, I'm sorry I'm kinda (pretty) late with this. I wanted it to be great and perfect and something you'd truly enjoy, but time caught up on me and well, I thoguht dividing it into chapters would be better than keeping you waiting ^^u

So, with no more ado, Here I bring you the beginning!!!

Hope you enjoy this and that you had some wonderful holidays, and wishing you a happy and healthy 2021!!!

Enjoy it!!

*See Tumblr version under the cut*

Days were becoming cold and nights chill in the old New York as winter already settled in. And in the old studio, through cracks and loosely boarded holes in the upper levels, snow could be seen gently falling and covering any crevasse with its white blanket, and a little toon-shaped Dancing Demon was truly amused by its sight.

It's not like Dancey hadn’t seen snow before, it was always a sort of spectacle for the little demon. Though always his experiences with it were from as far as possible; first through the old reels with cartoons of the original Bendy, and currently, just admiring how it delicately piled up between the cracks that still exposed the studio to the outside world. There was only one time he dared to play with it, too amazed and curious, wanting to replicate what he saw in the cartoons, and that was an immediate mistake, for the ink that composed his body froze at the direct exposure, and everything from his forearms to the tips of his fingers totally paralyzed; any attempt at moving his limbs resulted in a painful crack, his ink breaking apart like a crumbling cookie from the movement strain. It took about a couple of hours and quite an amount of fresh ink from the machine to gain back mobility, another hour for the dullness and pain to ebb away, and a whole week of constant nagging and reprimands from his big sibling for him to understand to never do something like that, ever again.

Not like anyone else would believe how caring and protective the Ink Demon truly was, but he just was like that, always with an eye over the Dancing Demon, and with rules to make sure the little one wouldn’t get into much trouble.

If only the rest could see him the same way as Dancey saw him...

Watching the snow fall, though, really put the little demon in quite a nostalgic mood, thinking on his sibling, on the cursed creatures below, on how he’d like them to enjoy something as simple as snow as much as he did, or soup, or music! That’d be so nice, for all of them just enjoy the simplest things.

What was not so nice was the coldness. A chill draft leaked through the crevasses, sending goosebumps all over the demon’s body, shaking and rattling like the toon he was. He crossed his arms, rubbing his upper arms in a bleak attempt at keeping some heat, but wasn’t enough. Either he just dropped the snow-gazing, or went to find something to wrap himself up.

...the first choice meant to go back to the lower levels and that’d also mean no more fun at the snow-gazing, so even if his big sibling didn’t approve, checking on the old locked closets in hopes to find something useful was it. And just as he expected, most of them were locked. Some, though, would budge if he was insistent enough, and it was the case for 1 door out of 13 he tried, with the door busting open so strong it sent Dancey rolling all across until he hit the opposite wall, upside down.

Shaking out the dizziness, he quickly recomposed himself and went to check on the now-open closet. A corner had a box full to the brim with bacon soup cans—a small victory he’d save for later. A few projectors occupied a shelf in a haphazardly manner, as if just thrown over in there, thing that surely would upset the Projectionist if he came to know about it. A stack of paper used another corner of a shelf, self-explanatory given how close he was from the old Art Department. And in upper shelf a box, which contents couldn’t decipher due to the location and height; he’d have to climb up to get it.

Lucky for the Dancing Demon, he was rather light in weight, and the shelves still were pretty sturdy, so climbing them was not a problem. What meant a problem was taking the box itself; as soon as he edged it to take it down, its weight immediately followed gravity curse and, with Dancey being helpless as he had to use at least one hand to hold himself as in a ladder, the box went straight to his face, pushing him and making him drop his hold on the shelf, falling and being squashed under the box’s weight.

A little undignified “Oof!” was released along with a grunt, but sooner than later, Dancey once again recomposed himself, sitting up and checking on the box’s content. Indeed, there was some pieces of cloth, he could use one to cover himself! It was soft but a bit raspy with some strange patter and, of course, covered with dust. Seemed like an old sweater long forgotten by time. Well, he now could give it new purpose as his own winter sweater!

What else was in the box? His curiosity mused to himself.

There were a couple of tapes, maybe he could play them later in one of the recorders, ask Sammy for help. There was also a tied-up bunch of some yellowing paper/cardboard thing, he wasn’t sure, as it was thin as paper but rigid as cardboard. Could be both? They had some pretty pictures in one side while the other had smeared ink that made what was once written in there unintelligible. The bottom of the box was filled with little reddish-brown—maybe withered—balls along with crumbles of leaves that kept turning into dust the more he rummaged around the box (he gave a guess of it being old dry leaves, from what he’d seen of those strange plants that keep growing in the deepest levels when their leaves fall). And last thing was a smaller box inside.

With solemnity and anticipation, he took the smaller box, pushing aside the bigger one. In expectance for something, he didn’t know what, slowly, dramatically slowly, he placed his hand on the lid, and inched its way open. What he found inside were... pictures, old, yellowing, some fading, but still pretty recognizable. The pictures, of course, were from the old times, when the studio still worked as a studio and not the cursed place it currently was. They varied from people standing alone, in couples, in trios, or bigger groups; some blurry from movement, some sideways, but most capturing the moment without the people noticing, letting them to just do whatever they were doing and it being captured by the images. They all were varied, but given how the people wore the same clothes photo after photo and how the background seemed to be pretty alike in every take, the only conclusion Dancey could get to was that these all were taken the same day. But that as a way to discard any other options and confirm some suspicions, as there was some other thing that caught his attention.

Admittedly, he couldn’t recognize all of the people in the images, but some, he was familiar with them, and among them was a way too familiar face.

Joey Drew.

No matter who in the wrecked studio, everyone was capable to recognize such name and face. The sad and sour (and almost angry) taste his image left in the little demon’s mouth, though, was not rival for his still growing curiosity as to why people in the pictures was so happy and comfortable around him. He kept studying the images, and even he had to admit, Joey’s smile seemed almost... real, authentic. Maybe it was a real smile.

A picture showed him with his arms slung around Sammy and Norman, and even if they both seemed like they just rolled their eyes, there was a smirk, a smile in their faces, over Drew’s antics. Another one showed a group of three people sitting where they could, as they unwrapped some small boxes and opened their lids to see their contents, with smiles, warm, tender, excited smiles in their faces looking what was inside, as Joey was standing in the middle, rather smug. Another showed the janitor and the toy-maker, Wally and Shawn, that were holding Joey down, or maybe pushing him down, as Wally jumped over his back and Shawn was hanging from his neck, and Joey was still smiling, maybe even laughing at the antics. Susie hugging him and giving him a peck on his check, making him smile with eyebrows shot upwards, and his face even looked darker in this one. A side-hug from Mr. Piedmont, both grinning and giving thumb-up to the camera. Even Mr. Cohen was in one, smiling with tiredness but smiling nonetheless, while sitting on a chair, showing something he picked up from one of those wrapped boxes, and Joey beaming, standing right behind him.

All the pictures were like these, with smiles, and laughs, and joy, with lights strings, and a decorated tree, and bushy garlands, and ribbons, with people wearing sweaters with strange patterns, holding mugs whose steam was still visible through the old images, and one was wearing a hat with a couple of leaves and some little spheres—like the ones at the bottom of the big box—hanging of it (those in the picture caught below such garment, no matter who they were, were kissing, with varying kinds of faces they’d do while at it, but the one wearing the hat behind them always sported a triumphant grin from ear to ear).

Figurative gears were churning inside the Dancing Demon’s head. One thing he was sure of, and that was he liked what he’s seeing. He liked to imagine that was actually full of color, like purples and blues and greens and oranges (very little was his experience with color, only what he managed to see from the cracks in the upper levels, just like the snow, but was enough to make his imagination blow up with the possibilities, especially in a sepia toned hellish place like this).

They all, he also concluded, looked happy. Were happy, even with Joey being there. Maybe regardless of Joey being there. No, still didn’t sound right. Definitively was with Joey being there. But why? Wasn’t he the most despised person in the studio? Definitively, the pictures were not from before the Ink Machine times, as he could see some dark pipes gleaming in the background of some pictures. What made this day so special that everyone could be... okay with him there? Happy with him there? Was he forgiven? ...No, definitively not that, it had to be something else. Was the day itself? A day to leave behind differences? No-quarrels-allowed kind of day? A truce day?

...Truce day...

That... that’s it! It had to be! They made a truce for the day? After all, it was pretty obvious that people still loathed Joey up to that day, but still in these pictures, they were able to put aside their differences and spend at least a single day, merry and happy.

He really would like that something like that happened to them now, for them to be able to be together like this, regardless...

Why not try it?

...yeah... Yeah! Why not! He even could invite everyone in the studio! The lost ones, searchers, the Butcher Gang, miss Alice, just- Everyone! Even Inky... Excitement grew more and more in his minute body from all the possibilities. Dancey sprawled the pictures, trying to identify and mentally list everything in there so he could recreate it as close as possible. He might not have had an idea of when it was actually made, but the people in the pictures wore sweaters, and he does feel like in a sweater season, collecting the rest he found back in the big box and taking the pictures back in their own container, and back in the box too. If he wanted this to work, he truly had to pan out this well and smoothly. But first of all, and before anything, he had to go and show Inky.

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Expect next chapter in a couple of days~ ^^

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Ok, remember this?

I've been thinking, and there's 1 little thing I have to take back.

Wally assist Susie, not Sammy.

Is just that I feel this clumsy dinamic of Kronk fits better Wally than Sammy, and would also make for a more ironic duo given the Alice and Boris thing, having the little qolf do her biding.

That also means, Sammy is the one highly irritated at this kitchen's so many interruptions and ungratefulness and the one who lives Wally with the spot.

At least that's my new input. Not a big deal, but definitively changes if you want to see more of Sammy/Susie (which, in truth, wouldn't happen, given how Yzma is with Kronk and is nearly the same dinamic, after all).

Welp, that.

*End of Lamb's rant*

(Maybe should start with one of the listed AUs but I can't take this off my head so bare with me and I'll add it later)

The Emperor's New Groove AU

Joey as Kuzco

Susie and Sammy as Yzma and Kronk

Henry and Linda as Pacha and Chicha

Lacie as the Mudka's waitress

Wally as the Mudka's chef (that got Outta there)

Grant as Rudy the Old Man (trying to reason with Joey about their expenses)

Lost Ones are the guards (turned into Lost Ones)

Jack (the swollen one searcher) as the squirrel that was offended by Joey and summons a Horde of Searchers

Plot Points

Joey is bitchy. Threw Grant out because of his boring and annoying meetings about finances. And also called Henry to fire him since "he wasn't needed anymore" and "5 men could do his job by paying each a fifth of what Henry earns".

Joey fired Susie, and like in the movie, that blows all up.

Susie wanted to poison Joey and, since they already had the "dating thing", would pass as his heartbroken fiancé who now would deserve all of Joey's possesions, including the Studio and the Ink Machine.

Sammy gets it wrong, and instead turns Joey into a Perfect!Bendy™, and knocks him out with a dust pan.

Susie demands him to get rid of him. Sammy again screws up and ends up leaving the Bendy!Joey with Henry's stuff, which Henry picks up and he then leaves the studio (that might work as well)

When Joey wakes up and Henry finds him, is all confusion and fear until Joey recognizes him and realizes he's way shorter than Henry (and for some reason was watching him lopsided even when he was standing perfectly straight (except that his floating head is rolled to the side))

Joey blames this on Henry, after all he was just fired that day, and decides that Henry must be the one who returns him to the studio (he brought him there in the first place, And he cannot go out in public like that, people would know about the Machine). Henry refuses, leaving Joey the only other option he had to get back: through the machine itself (this is where realities kinda melt in one another, like The Studio actually Is located inside the Machine, but needs to have some sort of inputs and outputs with reality so they could move along) (ehh, gotta define it later. Thing is that the jungle sequences are kinda like the InGame studio but comical).

I already told about the searchers horde thanks to Jack.

Henry would throw Joey's minute body to a high place so he could reach a rope and give it to Henry (Joey takes his chance and leaves him in the middle of the danger)

Trapped in the river and cascading from it, well, the Ink River, but messier with no boat.

Henry making Joey pass as his child in the Lounge Room AKA restaurant.

Sammy and Susie following them there, Sammy somehow trapped as the chef there??? (Sorry, but is hard yet HILARIOUS to picture Sammy being so obliging even with what sounds like the demands of a capricious "kid" xDDD).

None of them realizing they were next to each other.

Henry taking Joey out of there and trying to tell him that Susie was trying to get rid of him.

"What are you talking about? She's my girlfriend! She'd never!! ...You, on the other side..." Aaaand they parted ways.

Joey then finds the truth and can't find Henry anywhere so now that he's a toon and after he mops about it all boohoo me and all that, he decides he'd go with the few toons that roam the studio: the butcher gang. They pay no mind to him.

He finds Henry again and apologizes and try to rethink their strategy.

Aaaaaand don't know how to adapt the rest of the part where they use Linda's help to slow Susie and Sammy at their place while Henry and Joey make their way back to the studio and the Main Ink Machine. But Yzma convinces the guards (turned into Losts Ones) to attack them, lot of nonsensical shenanigans, turning Joey into every possible toon. But finally Susie takes one last that seemed to make her all powerful and scary (shadow among the cloud of ink fumes being that one of Malice), to finally being revealed as some sort of Baby Toon Alice. And Sammy finally doing the "right" thing (basically choosing one manipulator over the other) and helps to (accidentally) defeat Susie and Joey finally gets back to normal.

Aaaaaaand that's all I got in mind. More than anything I just like the mental image of it more than taking it seriously. But here you have it~!

*End of Lamb's Rant!*

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Do you have any drawn references for your Sammy and Wally from the escapism au? Ink ver? And the fusion? 💕💕

Well, for Sammy, I got a few sketches. Preliminar design when first came with him for my AU, a cleaner reference here, and here an art @/robboyblunder made from a raffle I won ^-^ (the first one). None of them are colored, but is the standard caucasian, dirt blond like sand hair, and hazel eyes.

For Wally, well, the same as Sammy's first link ^^u, but also got this one design from a merman concept, with accurate color palette except for, well, what belongs to the fish he's inspired of, ergo, wheat-like-brunette skin, brown hair and eyes, curly hair and a little dot next to his nose on his right side.

Though must say Escapism AU doesn't include them. These designs are from Ink Shape AU. And also, sorry, but no fusions designs yet. I haven't worked on them ú-ù

Still, I hope these references help you ^³^

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(Might not have something totally fleshed out, but wanted to give some plot-points regarding a new AU from the list so here you got...)

Ink Guardian AU

In-game kind of AU, but might also explore moments pre/post game (more likely pre-game).

Like so many art of the two demons together which this AU is inspired from, it got them both together in some sort of sibling relationship.

Both identify themselves as Bendy. But since one is The Ink Demon, the other decided to call himself The Dancing Demon. That way they both have some sort of last name to identify them as siblings!

The little Bendy likes to call his older sibling Inky and himself Dancey.

Inky has no real voice, but Dancey can completely understand him.

Actually, Dancey has a great ability to understand Anyone with no voice, varying from the pained moans of the searchers (not a fun thing to hear) to what the reeling screeches from The Projectionist mean.

Dancey feels bad when the other Studio denizens see Inky only as a monster, not even recognizing him as a Bendy.

Inky is highly protective of Dancey. Doesn't need to be over him all the time given his ability to sense most of what's within the studio, so Dancey roams around somewhat freely. But get to lay a finger on him, and you got The Ink Demon full on murder rage mode.

But since the lower you go the nearer to the machine you are, the less he's able to see clearly. This due to the machine interfering with his senses, which forces him to actually move around in order to know what's going on. That's why, unless with him, the lower levels are off limits for Dancey.

Dancey is, although, pretty inocent. Still believes there's some bit of good in those within the studio, even with all the corruption and hate that's in the hearts of most of them.

Being how inocent Dancey is, he always tries to befriend the studio creatures that seem less menacing. This, although, not always ends up well, as anyone knows he's under The Ink Demon's protection.

Inky feels actually regretful of this. He knows Dancey is the true and only Bendy (from the perspective of their creators), and knows he's full of joy and cheery and with a knack for mischief and love for his friends. But thanks to him, he's not welcome around others. Although, he also knows, if he let Dancey on his own, there are many dangers that could befall upon the little demon, and he won't let that happen.

Both know the atrocities commited by Joey Drew. Inky from personal experience with so much abuse and pain, but Dancey from more a toony approach picturing him like some sort of villain that's even worse than himself, and he himself is a demon, so his standard of "evil" is pretty high.

Both also know of the fate of most from the studio. They know about Susie, Sammy, Lacie, Shawn, Grant, Bertrum and Buddy. The have some sort of an inkling about that second angel (AKA Allison) and Tom. Dancey has some hopes about Wally being out of here, but Inky can't count on that truly. And about Henry, that is a foggy matter for them both; all they know is from rumors spread by the evil creator, so not a thing they can trust so much.

And that's regarding what our main duo is like in this AU. But what about what happens during this time, AKA when Henry is back?

Well...

Dancey is really curious about him. Never seen someone with so different colors so he's kinda fascinated.

Inky still believes that anyone near Dancey is danger, that's why he goes all against him.

Henry doesn't seem to understand why there are two Bendys, but since one is so violent, he rathers avoid both of them, unwilling to unleash their fury.

Dancey still tries to get near him. Henry still tries to shoo him, although with little results.

Ch. 3 is more of a chance for Henry to see them both interacting, seeing Dancey talking to The Ink Demon and how... uncharacteristically calm and not-violent he is towards the little toon.

Ch. 4, after Alice takes Boris away, is Dancey the one to wake up Henry, explaining him what happened, and also telling him how in trouble he'll be for coming down with no permission from Inky, but he wanna help.

Dancey is left behind the moment they're attacked by The Projectionist and saved by Inky. The Ink Demon spares Henry for the time being, wanting to take Dancey to a safer place, but Dancey squiggles on his hold, running after Henry, and finding the terrifying result of Alice's experiments on Boris. That breaks him, and goes back with Inky, crying.

When Henry gotta escape from Tom and Allison's safehouse in Ch. 5, he can hear Dancey's voice, pleading Inky to not go rampant with them, as they haven't done anything wrong.

Inky knows Henry wants to end this, and that's why he goes all against him. If he ends this, would also mean he'd end Dancey. And that's a big No.

All that Dancey wants to do is to talk once more with Henry and understand things, even if that'd mean he has to finish it all after that.

And that's all I got for now! You're curious? Wanna know more? Be my guest and ask away!!!

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A little something I'm working on. Still can't say when it'll be out, given my lousy posting schedule, but if you feel curious, feel free to ask around!!

Caption of the text in images under the cut~

“Why are you doing this?! I thought we were friends!!”

“Friends? With you?!” That plastered frown began to twitch around the corners, forcefully twisting it upside down in a maniacal manner, all the while ink kept raining over him, covering him from heads to toes, making him merge with the void itself save for the smile and a way too wide eye. “Hah! Don’t make me laugh!” Joey shouted right before he vanished not unlike Chesire cat.

Laughter started to fill the void, echoing stronger than the inky rain drops. He turned around, tried to see where it came, but couldn’t move further; the ink was raining all around him, only his spot still untouched, and it was closing to him.

He remained still, stiff, standing straight, trying to make himself as thin as possible to not let the ink touch him. The laugher echoed with deafening loudness, almost as loud as the ink drops as if falling against a metal sheet. He couldn’t move. It was too loud, deafening! Every sound turning into static noise filling his ears. That was until a whisper, right on his ear.

“I was Henry’s friend. Not yours.”

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Here in the darkness, everything is okay. Listen to the waves, and let it fade away~

Happy Birthday, @insane-control-room!!!!!!!

Dear, I really wish for you that this day has been full of marvel and wonder, celebrating how far you've come and how much you're poised to acomplis in your future! ^♡^

I know this is not much, but believe me when I say this is not all. This is just a small part of a big thing coming your way, you just wait >³< (only thing's that time has been a lil' bitch and hasn't allowed me to finish this I still have on the works :'3)

Love ya, Dear!! You are amazing and wonderful beyond words!!! >♡<

♡♡♡♡♡

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So does Joey get cursed with a poison pen thing like in the Invisible Man's Socks? Because I think that would be a pretty nasty curse that could show how dangerous Joey is.

That actually could be a cool way to curse Joey, but sorry to tell that not my Joey.

This AU, Of the cursed and creatures, is based on my main studio AU called Ink Shape, and therefore is an extra of the same AU, in which Joey (nicknamed Kestrel) is actually a good guy, even if he digs into magic and the occult (but always with a guide and mentorship).

In this particular extra, Joey and Henry (who are brothers) were cursed thanks to their parents, who angered a creature of unnatural power and it cursed them through their children. Only way to break the curse was to wholeheartedly regret and apologize, but these parents didn't, and now both Henry and Joey deal with the consequences.

Joey's curse turned him in wood. He barely managed to conceal a spell so at the very least his face looks normal. But kinda like these modelling dolls with limited mobility, he is pretty much stuck in himself, limping, with rigid movements, and this also provokes him to get frustrated and more than often ends up breaking some part of himself due to straining. At the very least he is able to replace almost every limb and piece of himself by carving some other wood pieces and using them, but he's still trying to find a way to break the curse and finally have a life as the human being he's supposed to have.

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Under the Studios Ground, a BATIM x OtGW Crossover

Wanted to expand a little on this AU idea, that’ll be mostly like the events of the show placed in the studio with the crew as the cast in different situations. And here we have...

Henry as Wirt

Bendy as Greg 

An Alice Angel doll as Beatrice 

Sammy as the Woodsman 

The Ink Demon as The Beast 

Brute Boris as that beasty dog that’d later turn into a regular, original Boris 

The Lost Ones in Bendyland costumes as the Pottsfield people 

Bertrum as Enoch 

Level P’s lunch room as The Black Lamp tavern, with JDS crew being named by their roles (hosted by Lacie as The Mechanic)  

Wally!Boris as Fred the Horse 

Tom!Boris as Quincy Endicott 

Allison Angel as Margueritte Gray 

The Buttcher Gang as the frogs in the boat 

Malice Angel as Adelaide 

A Bendy Cartoon, all black and white, as the dream Greg/Bendy would have 

Susie as The Queen of Clouds

Adaptation and Plot Points!

First of all, the show’s dialogues would be mostly adapted according to how the events in the crossover develops.

The studio is like in game on its singular places, but would be all mashed up according, again, to how the events develops (Like, Pottsfield = Bendyland, and that’s way in the beginning, but later we go to Level P, and then we fuse In-Game Boris’ hideout with Tom and Allison’s hideout to make for all that “I don’t remember this place to be so big/This place is so big I don’t even recognize my own home” sort of thing, inserting as well the extended rooms from BATDS as a way to connect both hideouts).

I’ve given it a lot of thought, but the episodes Schooltown Follies and The Ringing of the Bell don’t seem to quite fit in here, sorry :/

This means No Ms. Langtree, no Jimmy Brown (even if Sammy and Susie fits well but I already asigned their roles), no Lorna and no Auntie Whispers.

Same goes for the frog AKA Jason Funderburger. Sorry ú-ù

Sammy would be carrying a projector that he’d need to lubricate with fresh thick ink to keep it running.

Where’s Norman~?

Joey is The Lie...

The Flashback episode AKA Into the Unknown would be Henry getting the letter and pondering if going or not, encouraged by Linda, even if that meant quite a long trip and who knows what Joey had in store, specially when he invites him to go to the studio and he gets in...

Instead of turning people into Edelwood trees to get the Oil, they start to turn into Searchers agonizingly slowly (a regular Searcher would be a Swollen Searcher with no more Thick Ink).

You Do realize the dark tone it will take with the roles, right? Maybe I should go chapter by chapter seeing how it works...

The Music Department. 

Hard Times at Bendyland

Songs of the Projector

Survivors’ Love

Lullaby in the Ink River

Toons in the Studio

Into the Studio

The Studio

There are parts where I just can’t figure by just writing, so maybe there’d be some drawings involved (actually I already got a third of the intro song).

One of the things that hooked me up with the idea of this crossover was the mental image of how the end, near the final battle against The Beast, would develop with these guys. So if you wan’t to tear your hearts out, I invite you to check under the cut~!

Gonna leave it as a dialogue only. If you are familiar with the scene, it’ll just resonate with you ^-^~

Henry: Bendy? Bendy!

Alice!Doll: I thought it was here...

Henry: A mask...

Alice!Doll: A tape.

Henry: It looks like Sammy’s stuff...

Alice!Doll: What happened here...?

Henry: Bendy! Oh, no. Bendy, are you--?

Bendy: ...Henry?

Henry: Oh, Bendy...!

Bendy: Henry, I did it...! I defeated the Ink Demon... *Coughs a lump of ink*

Alice!Doll: Oh,Golly! He’s also melting inside!

Bendy: I’m sorry, Henry...

Henry: No, Bendy. It’s my fault we ended up here. All’s been my fault! I shouldn’t have ditched you, that wasn’t right--!

Bendy: No, Henry. I mean... Joey...

Henry and Alice!Doll: What?

Bendy: He wasn’t here. He hasn’t been here since long ago. I- I lied to you...! And I can’t erase that now!

Henry: Bendy, no. That doesn’t matter--!

Bendy: It DOES Matter! *Coughs* There’s nothing you should be doing here. You shoulda go home.

Henry: No. I won’t leave you in here! I said I would take you out with me!

Bendy: Heh! That’s so sweet...! Lies are always sweet...

Henry: Bendy? BENDY!!

And one more thing. When I was plotting out this idea initially a year ago, I asked @/lnicol1990, writer of some Toon!Henry AU stories, if I could use their extended version of The Dancing Demon song (originally the intro for JT Music’s song Can’t Be Erased), and that’d replace Adelaide’s song with Bendy happily dancing and chirping while sining it in their journey. (Thanks again for allowing me. I know I haven’t done much ever since I told you about the idea but still means a lot you allowed me ;3;)

Alright! Thanks for bearing with me and my rants! I hope this would push me to actually do something for it ^^u

And again, if you are curious, want to know more about this, dig deeper than what I showed, you are totally welcome to ask!

*End of Lamb’s Rant!*

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AUs Masterpost

(i know I have a general list on my main but I wanted to update it on my art blog so I can keep a better track of it)

So! You know this brain won’t tire even if words escape me to put them in a proper doc and make proper stories for each one. And what does this involve? Well, that now the list has grown!!! 8D

So what do we have so far?  (some of them with a name/title already)…

Pocket-size!Bendy AU

Under the Studios’ Ground (BATIM/OtGW Crossover AU)

Untainted Soul/Canon divergence

Spark of Life AU/Canon divergence

Demon of the Reveries AU (Pre-studio + In-studio AU)

WereBeast AU

The Heart that Beats in the Ink 

Symbiotic AU/Canon divergence

How to Train your Ink Demon (DCTL/HTTYD Crossover)

The Soul of a Demon

Ink Guardian

The Artist and the Ink Beast (BATIM/Beauty and the Beast Crossover AU)

The Prophet’s Shepherd

Creator’s New Groove (BATIM/Emperor’s New Groove Crossover AU - Crack/Joke - Conceptual)

Papa Norman AU (Conceptual)

Sitcom style roommates AU (BATDS - Conceptual)

Phone booth AU

Escapism

Ink Shape AU (Sammy/Wally + More things AU, which includes some extras like...)

The White Coat (Silkie)

Howler (Wolf shape-shifter)

Wandering soul

The Ring (Faerie)

In the cave (Merman)

Pokémon (Conceptual)

Cursed creatures

Ink Witch (“Canon” parallel)

There are some that you can find through links anexed to their names, some are still a concept I need to put on paper. Either way, feel absolutely free to ask and wonder and prompt what each story/AU is about! I happily will answer any inquiries you have ^O^

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Because today is a wonderful day for an amazin being. And that being is no other than @fullmetaldevil-blog​!!!!

Happy Birthday, You Wonderful Woman!!!!

Thanks for being an amazing friend, dear!! You truly are amazing and wonderful beyond words >3< ♥♥♥♥♥

(See the version without message and the flat colored under the cut)

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The Ink Demonth. Day 20: Paralyzed

Couldn’t resist but to make a bittersweet homage to what has been a big part of my entire life. I loved and cried in equal parts whide doing so.

But in the end, The Ultimate Enemy you ever will face, is Yourself.

(I'm pretty sure if I were to see this very same scene made by anyone else, my heart would be so shattered that it'd be nothing but dust. But since I made it, well, I enjoyed it~ :3 )

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Ink Shape Extras Presents

Wally Franks: Merfolk Edition.

Due to bird name he'srelated to, his design is based on the fish known as Sea Robin.

Normally seafolks move in groups, but Wally traverses the ocean all by his own, never stopping on his journey. That is, until he met Sammy.

He first found Sammy when the poor human was stuck and dragged deep sea by a storm, and to save and protect the man, he took him to an underwater cave with an inner air dome.

Even when Sammy is not a normal human being, given his heritage due to his mother, the storm left him rather weak and sick. So Wally, unwilling to let this man lost and helpless, decided to take care of him until he was strong enough to carry him back to shore, risking to repeat what forced him to abandon his group in first place.

This one was originally made for Mermay, but honestly forgot to put it up here before ^^u

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The Ink Demonth. Day 2: Memory

And a name is all that’s left...

(I’m gonna call this Lost One Amber :3)