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Working on getting ye old writing wheels grinding again and was pleasantly surprised by the amount of inspiration I got after watching the Gaslight District pilot.

FYI, this show and this fic are DEFINITELY not for kids. Very good tho

Breadhead one-shot sneak peak

I've been SUPER hyperfixating on the Gaslight District and was going to make a post citing all the evidence I've found that Breadhead knows that Mel is human, but then I got inspired and turned it into a short fic. I don't have a title for it yet (my sister thinks it's gonna turn into a "five times character x did y and one time character z did y back") but here's what I've written so far:

Breadhead was used to hearing screams. They were one of his favorite sounds, tied with his family’s laughter, cracking bones, and Clair de Lune. So, when someone shouted right next to his breadbox, he woke up just enough to listen, but not enough to open his eyes. A random shout was hardly worth giving up his cozy setup (curled upside-down in his breadbox with a finger in his mouth), especially after his groggy mind identified the owner as Jack. Mud loved making him shriek. 

“Wait, Jack, it’s not what you think!”

That roused Breadhead up enough to pull his finger out of his mouth. Mel’s voice was unexpected, although she also enjoyed pranking the rotling.

“Freak! I’m telling everyone!”

“No, Dad will explain it all to you, please wait-Dad! DAD!” 

“Get away from me, Black Blood!”

The phrase, black blood, echoed through the yeast golem’s head and he reflexively frowned. What sort of prank was his sister trying to pull? 

Something wasn’t right. Breadhead cracked open a tired eye and sighed as he was greeted by the restaurant's front doors. The opening to his box was in a great position to watch for intruders but not so great for watching whatever was going down in the rest of the room. 

“Nononono, Jack, you’ve got it all wrong! My blood is purple, right? Right?”

He opened his other eye just in time to watch the rotling run out the front door with Mel following close behind, yelling and urging him to stay. A moment later, a yellow light flashed through the restaurant’s front windows, briefly illuminating the room and blinding Breadhead. Despite his sudden inability to see, he didn’t squint or shut his eyes. Instead, he left them wide open, patiently waiting for them to adjust on their own. 

There was more yelling and an engine rattled to life. Breadhead grumbled and shifted upright in his box as he pondered getting up. On one hand, Ken probably wouldn’t approve of his son beating the shit out of his favorite employee and Mel could handle herself perfectly fine (despite what their father believed). On the other hand, he did NOT like how scared his little sister sounded, and he definitely didn’t like Jack threatening her and calling her a freak.

His internal debate was interrupted by the familiar stomp of their dad’s bootsteps and Breadhead relaxed. Looks like his decision was made for him. 

The lights disappeared, returning the room to its dimly lit state as the rattling of Jack’s car engine faded into the night. With a yawn, the yeast golem settled back against the smooth wooden walls of his bed and let his eyelids drift low. 

Then Mel returned. She burst through the front doors, panicked eyes wide and unseeing. The lower half of her face was smeared with black, like she’d wiped it with an ink-soaked napkin. 

Breadhead watched in startled confusion as a drop of dark liquid beaded underneath her nose and fell to the floor.

“Dad!” She ran right past her silent observer’s bed, disturbing the air. A slight breeze brushed against him in her wake. “Help me!”

“Keep it down,” the old rotling butcher barked, groggy and annoyed. “You’ll wake your brother.”

The yeast golem blinked, then blinked again. This was wrong. Her blood should be purple. 

Behind him, his family spoke in hushed voices. Breadhead probably could have made out their words if he tried, but he didn’t. He was too busy staring at Mel’s blood. It glistened against the floor, the black shining golden in the dim candlelight. 

“Jack knows?” Groggy no longer, the fear in Ken’s uncharacteristically soft and horrified voice was infectious. 

Goosebumps prickled Breadhead’s crusty skin. He squeezed his eyes shut and decided he was still asleep. Mud must have pranked Jack somewhere nearby and his scream had affected his dreams. Either that or this was a weird side effect of absorbing too much Bug Lite before bed.

A heavy fist pounded against the side of his breadbox, sending vibrations throughout the yeast golem’s body. He snapped to attention and looked up at his father’s time to do crime smile.

 “Get up, son. We’ve got a rat to catch.”

Thanks for reading!! Let me know what y'all think and/or if you're interested in reading more 😊

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Subject 418 or Sammy’s birthday is apparently today…? At least as of typing this

“It has been stated by theMeatly that April 18 is Sammy's birthday, the same release date of Bendy and the Ink Machine: Chapter 2.” (This is copy pasted cus I just woke up and am exhausted rip)

Hope things are going alright otherwise! Good look you two & co!

- Knitted demon spawn

Happy (late) birthday to the Sammy boi!

[starryredpandawrites]

Right forgot this was a thing cus of the calander stuff

414 the kinda classic bendy number, is today - 14th of April

For those who want it all the bendy games are on sale rn on steam (Bendy and the ink machine- Bendy and the dark revival- Boris and the dark survival) all of them are 50% of an above.

If that’s interesting to anyone go for it, it was posted on the YouTube channel like 2 hours ago as of writing this. Hope it’s at least fun for someone lol

It’s a likely possibility that something is happening in secrets of the machine rn, but idk I’m just doing guesswork here, if i remember to maybe ill to a playthrew later after like a year a see what’s up lmao

- Knitted demon spawn

!!!! Thanks for the heads up!

[starryredpandawrites]

Happy February 10th! Aka the 8 year anniversary of Bendy and the Ink Machine chapter 1 (god I feel old) still the silly ink critters will never not be peak, looking forward to more bendy content to come!!!

- Knitted demon spawn

(Using this ask to show people I'm still alive)

Thanks for the ask, I always love hearing from you, Knitted Demon Spawn 😊

Damn, didn't even realize I missed the anniversary. That's WILD. I haven't really checked Tumblr in a looooooong time but hoping to change that soon. Can't wait to catch up on all the fan content I've probably been missing out on. Haven't had much free time, my life has been an absolute whirlwind for months and I think I'm finally stabilizing.

Also wanna post something soon but soon for me could mean anywhere between a week or a month, we'll see.

[starryredpandawrites]

I have been nostalgic for Ink Bendy or Batim bendy model just kinda out of nowhere and in general have always been kinda fascinated by all the bendy models that we have in that game alone (Concept, Alpha, Beta and the final design) and have been making multiple traditional doodle pages of that… but what if siblinks?

I don’t really post my work here often if at all! And as much as I’d adore to shear my kinda nonsense (since yeah it breaks cannon) idea… I’d also prefer to stay anonymous about it? If that even makes sense

I’m not trying to make a bit deal about things, I just know I can’t say send pictures or something on anon so that’s not an option. Idk… it’s food for thought I suppose. Hope resting and taking a break is been going well for you and your wrist, sister and spiders are doing well to!

- knitted demon spawn

Am cleaning out my drafts and realized I never responded to this, my bad

I would love to see your doodles!! But I also totally get wanting to stay anonymous.

There are a few different options we could try.

Make a new or side blog and send art asks/dms to me. That protects your anonymity but takes a bit of work

2. If you'd feel comfortable going off anon with just me, I can answer asks privately. I can't answer asks privately for anons, but I can for other blogs (there's a word I'm looking for that I can't find. Not-anonymous people? Labelled people? That's not right either, but I hope you understand what I'm trying to say).

3. Similar to above, you could also just dm me, but that means you'd no longer be anonymous with me anymore. I promise not to share anything tho

Overall, it's up to you and I totally get if you don't want to take any of those options, but I'll be here if you ever want to :)

[starryredpandawrites]

Inspired by Audrey eating the raw-ass turkey.

What if, after finally being exposed to the ink realm/her true form and/or being merged with the Inky boi, Audrey kinda has spells of going "wild", or "ink demony"? Idk how else to explain it. Basically Bendy/Inky waking up to a ink world Audrey (Possibly with mini horns or a more ink monster-y form than normal?) eating raw turkey with her bare hands and kind of just, backing away.

Bruh (gender-neutral), I love this so much. I added that option to the poll as a one-off joke but that's too fun to not expand on

I think I remember some artists making art for demon Audrey back when batdr was first released, so sorry if I accidentally repeat ideas.

I feel like Audrey would be super horrified at herself for doing that. Like, in the moment it's great, and then she comes back to herself and is like, wtf am i doing! Meanwhile, the Ink Demon is gonna be like Hell yeah, embrace your wild side/the dark puddles before getting offended that she didn't leave any turkey for him.

He's such a good influence ;)

[starryredpandawrites]

Local nuisance here- I can see it both ways

On one hand, the hell Wilson was so disgusted by and wanted to shape in his own image to be a self imposed god out of his gigantic infuriority complex with his father… and pretty much everybody. So man being stuck defenseless in the endless loop of dying over and over again; taking Audrey’s place if you will of this creep trying to take away her agency and soul for his own use (… as admittedly gross as that sounds but it’s accurate). Unless Wilson’s soul as a human… just kinda looks like himself? As ugly and physically deteriorated on the outside as his insides despite being Audrey’s age if I were to guess. Also just remnants of the consequences of Wilson jumping in and out of the cycle all the time. Regardless suppose it don’t matter much, Audrey and Bendy get out Audrey I believe Audrey got rid of any and all harmful Wilson influence (cus Betty is a sweetie and haven’t hurt anyone, even if she still seemingly remains) cus Audrey wanted to make life easier for the inhabitants of the cycle cus she got her hands on Joey’s book now and is kinda the guardian of the cycle (… if you like ignore that Gent steals the ink machine and how to start it it’s all happy go lucky lol)

Speaking of Wilson dead - There’s a ton of Wilson bits still on the ground after Audery sends him back in the grinder- one of few things recognized of him besides his inky insides is his single glowing eye. I have no god damn clue how his body looks… honestly fine bedsides obviously being wrong and only being his upper half sticking out of and being just another part of his wrong mangled creation that mocks existence

On the other- admittedly outside of game. I have no god damn clue form a story perspective as of why Bendy 3 or the Cage would pick up Wilson’s story forward in that sense? His villainy seems pretty contained in Dark revival, the Gent cooperation meanwhile (and maybe Riley Wells? Secrets of the Machine an all that) is literally everywhere else

Idk, I lean more towards Wilson being dead then not, if man got stuck in the cycle to be tormented like the rest it’s some poetic irony to it. Then again he isn’t worth the inklings time or effort rip, man made his bed, now he gotta lie in it.

Regardless I’m not opposed to either or any outcome cus your writing is fire Red xD pun not intended

- Knitted demon spawn

XD pun should be intended, I love puns

These are good good thoughts, I actually forgot we see bits of him after Audrey shoves him the grinding machine, so that's something to think about

I'm leaning towards having him be full dead, but inky purgatory might be fun too. The poll and everyone's feedback is helping a lot. Rn I don't have any clever ideas/motivation to keep him alive/to do anything otherwise besides additional drama, but idk, the story is already stretching longer than I planned lol. Also, if I do write more drama post endgame, it's probably gonna be Gent related (I have A LOT of ideas regarding them)

Thanks for the thoughts!!!

[starryredpandawrites]

Hey sorry for the inactivity brains personally been in the gutter for a while. I’ll get out of this funk eventually

Regardless- the Boris and the dark survival remaster/ remake… well sorry the “Bendy: lone wolf” official trailer dropped an hour ago. Thought it might be something of note even if it’s nothing really to crazy :p but it’s sure neat (kinda hate they still kept the top down gameplay but hopefully it’s better then the original)

- Knitted demon spawn

My friend, I feel you. I've been in and out of funks for years and am also trying to get out of one rn

Also, no need to apologize about inactivity for me, I am super inconsistent with my online presence (reblogs on my main don't count, most of those are queued)

I haven't watched the trailer yet but I'm still psyched for the new game 😁

[starryredpandawrites]

Calling all BATDR fans, I've hit a fanfic roadblock and while I KNOW I can just do what I want (and often do), I also value sticking close to canon and/or what makes the most logical sense when possible.

So, is Wilson perma-dead?

One of the big things in the cycle is people don't die. They can be killed, but they come back, unless they're "consumed" based on Audrey's deaths with big bosses + Big Steve.

Wilson wasn't consumed, he was banished. Sure, Audrey gets healed when she does that BUT the lost ones she kills via banishing still respawn. So, is he really dead or will he return? Could he respawn and return to mess with Audrey post endgame? Is he stuck in the dark puddles, unable to respawn but not truly dead? I'm too lazy to research if the game developers have said anything about it so...

Let's vote on it!

P.S., I'm not mentioning Shipahoy cuz I figure our fav inky boi deleted him after dragging him away. I could be wrong and he might reappear in future games but that makes the most logical sense for me.

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I just got the chance to read chapter 17 of Born from the same ink by @starryredpanda / @starryredpandawrites. Ohhh boy what a wave of emotions that was 😭💔.

I think I was gripping the edge of my seat in the first half, what a twist! I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT!

The trauma and mix of emotions was written so well and is extremely believable. Audrey feels like a *real* person in this fic, not just a character we’re reading through, and I *LOVE* that! I also never fail to be amazed by how the Ink Demon is portrayed in this fiction, he also feels so real. Thank you!

If you haven’t read this wonderful story yet, UHHH WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE?? GO READ IT, PLEASE! it’s definitely worth it! /pos /silly

[starryredpandawrites]

I finally read the new chapters of “Born from the same ink” cause I hadn’t read it since January

Having Sammy be shown as a really annoying yet actually caring guy throughout one of the chapters made me so fricken happy. I love his character and how it’s accurately portrayed

Also.. chapter 16 as a whole made me internally cry, oh my god

for anyone who want to read it, here’s chapter one

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hello hello hi dropping in your inbox really quickly to say

Thank you for tagging me in that thing this morning it meant a lot actually

EXCELLENT job on the new Born From the Same Ink chapter like seriously that was incredible I think you’ve outdone yourself

HELLO!!! Thanks for dropping in ;)

Of course!! I'm so glad you appreciated it. I enjoyed reading your response (I'm so freakin' honored to be "the author of [your] favorite BATIM fanfic", also happy birthday in 11 days) 🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤

lashjajkhsfdiuqiuphunkjcljdfljashjkajkl; THANK YOU 😁🥰😁 reading this just gave me the biggest smile.

Part of the reason it took me so long to update was because I've been taking creative writing classes (which have been AWESOME) but also have been stealing away all my creative energy. Now that I finally got a chance to do some personal writing, I can finally apply what I've learned on what really matters:

fanfiction

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Update!! Happy late BATDR anniversary & Thanksgiving!!!

I’m actually pretty proud of/happy with this chapter. I did end up having to cut it in half compared to what my outline planned but it’s still about 7,000 words so I don’t feel too bad for doing that. 

Can’t wait to hear what y’all think 🥰

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Siblinks Turkey Shenanigans

In honor of the holiday, I have this silly Thanksgiving scenario stuck in my head that I want to get out that I might turn into a Bendy Bite someday. There's so much shenanigan potential I'm having trouble deciding what to keep and what to laugh about and move on from, so there's a poll at the end so y'all can help me decide.

Anyways, there are three ways I picture this scenario happening:

Option 1:

Audrey has been having a lot of fun introducing Bendy to all the holidays, and decides to surprise him with Thanksgiving. Big-little man loves to eat (both forms) and she knows he’s gonna love it. She’s also really looking forward to celebrating it because she hasn’t celebrated it since Joey died. Like, she was the type of person to be annoyed/sad that they were given the day off and wished that she could work instead because she had no-one to come home to. Now, she does! She doesn’t tell him she has the day off either, and is just hoping he sleeps long enough to get most of the cooking done so it’s a proper surprise.

A couple days before Thanksgiving, she sets the turkey in the fridge to thaw. She doesn't explain it to Bendy because she doesn't want to ruin the surprise and doesn't even think about it being necessary because who in the world would eat a raw turkey? (she recognizes her mistake later)

Problem: Bendy is a hungry boi, and often gets late night munchies as the Ink Demon. He sees the turkey in the fridge and is like, "A snack? For me?" and just eats the whole damn thing raw and partially frozen. In this scenario, he might leave Audrey a leg behind or something like that to be considerate (she's probably talked to him before about leaving her some when she's brought home big meals like this before).

Audrey wakes up, goes to work, gets home to find the turkey being gone and is, like, where tf is the turkey?!? until she remembers she's living with a demon and is surprised but not surprised because he used to eat whole people raw. She tries to goes out to buy another one but either the stores have already closed or they already ran out of turkeys. Also, it would have been too late to thaw it by then anyway. She might buy a ham or a chicken or something to replace it or she might just go home in defeat, saying they'll just celebrate it some other weekend.

However, Bendy feels really guilty for eating the turkey, even though Audrey told him it was partially her fault for not telling him what the turkey was for. So, that night, he sneaks out, and when Audrey wakes up she finds another surprise in her fridge. It's filled with dead birds. Pidgeons, sparrows, a duck or two and maybe even a pheasant.

Audrey freaks out and confronts Bendy, and he explains that he caught them to replace the turkey he ate. Audrey has another talk with him about not putting dead animals in the fridge but decides to go ahead and try using one of the larger birds for the dinner.

New problem: she has NO IDEA how much work goes into cleaning birds and this is back when the internet wasn't a thing. She sets Bendy on plucking duty to make up for his theft while she works on the other thanksgiving dishes. Bendy is a little miffed she doesn't want to try any of the other birds he brought home, but stops complaining after being given plucking duty (he hates it/finds it super boring/tedious and doesn't want to pluck anything else) Back to the bird, she tries to clean and prepare it the best she can, but it's gonna end up super gamey and weird, so she just eats a little and lets Bendy have the rest and focuses on the other dishes and her singular turkey leg.

They still enjoy the day together just by hanging out and watching all the thanksgiving/christmas themed shows on TV so the day is still a success. Audrey just makes a mental note to buy an extra turkey the next year just in case.

Option 2:

Audrey does tell him about Thanksgiving and they're both hyped about it. When Audrey sets the turkey out to thaw, she is very clear that it's for Thanksgiving, but doesn't outright tell him not to eat it because, again, most people wouldn't need to be told that. Bendy is not most people.

This time, however, he knows the turkey is for thanksgivng and he knows it's off-limits. The first night, he keeps opening and closing the fridge, walking away then walking back, over and over again while berating himself for being so weak. He stays strong through the first night, but halfway through the second night he gives in and just devours it.

On Thanksgiving Day, Audrey wakes up and is weirded out because usually Bendy likes to sleep in the same room as her, and he’s nowhere to be seen. Then, she realizes he must have done something he feels guilty about, and just runs to the kitchen to discover the missing turkey. This time, he's left nothing behind.

She chews him out, he's super guilty, she feels bad because it is his first Thanksgiving. She goes out to try and get something but all the stores are closed (this is before Walmart normalized being open all year). She comes back empty-handed to an empty apartment and is about to panic until Bendy comes back just in time with, you guessed it, more dead birds!

Again, Audrey chews him out for sneaking out in broad daylight but he excuses it since she explained to him earlier that almost everyone is home for the holiday and they needed a replacement bird.

Situation ends like the first, with Audrey trying and failing to cook one of the random birds and they just enjoy the rest of the day.

Option 3:

In the other two versions I imagined the Ink Demon going ham on the turkey late at night, but there's another option that's possibly funnier

Yanno how in my fic there's a memory disconnect/blurr of Bendy between his Ink Demon form and his Baby Benders form? Let's say Audrey sets the turkey out to defrost while the Ink Demon is watching soap operas or smg and tells him it's for Thanksgiving. Ink Demon kinda waves her off because he really wants to know if Missy is cheating on Peter with Austin, or if Austin is actually her long-lost brother like she claims.

They go to bed, Bendy wakes up as Baby Benders with midnight munchies, opens the fridge, sees the turkey and thinks, "A snack? For me?" and eats it as Baby Benders.

This scenario proceeds to play out like the other two OR

He goes to bed and wakes up early as the Ink Demon again, or he switches before going back to bed, realizes he screwed up, and immediately goes out to replace the turkey so when Audrey wakes up to not only a missing turkey, but also a bunch of dead birds in her fridge.

Now, I wanna know which one YOU guys (gender-neutral) think is more likely to happen, plus a couple bonus options because funny.

Bonus thought: After the first thanksgiving and seeing how much Bendy can eat, she decides to buy two turkeys and only cooks one of them/the other one is for Bendy. The year after that, she buys three. The year after that, she buys five. She could keep going but decides more than five is excessive and Bendy will just have to deal.

[starryredpandawrites]

Hey red! It’s the local nuisance

The future trauma be looking tasty, gotta love all the ammo to bash Joey over the head with it

Hey it’s okay if the new chapter didn’t happen on the anniversary, you’re only human after all despite being red panda shaped chaos gremlin. It’s okay to not do everything at once or even deciding that yeah, “I’ll manage what I’ll manage and that’s okay” (my own bs probably don’t make your inbox the easiest thing but that’s besides the point)

Like and lots of folks adore your stuff! Myself included! It don’t matter if things happen “on time” or not. Just gives folks more time to digest what’s happend in the chapters prior and all the more time to gush, cry, theorize and make fanart in may or may not be that order

You and you sis (… and I’ll admit… I don’t know what to call them, the shark sona didn’t have a nickname attached) make awsome stuff, written or visually, the humor is peak, the angst is always awsome, but the fluff will always be peak at the end of it all (but that’s just me). Folks adore you guy’s work, don’t mean it’s do or die for a timeline that doesn’t exist over a hobby that you do for free with no payment attached. Still self care is top priority, not some numbers on a website, take care of yourselves and have a good one folks!

- Knitted demon spawn 

Yay! I love being nuisanced!!

I really don't need to be giving the fandom more excuses to bash Joey over the head, but it's just so fun ;)

Thank yoouuuu i appreciate it a lot. This whole message and you are both so very kind, thank you 🥰🥰🥰

@tiredtrashpanda is still working on a nickname. We're tossing around the idea of calling her "Trash" but for some reason that doesn't feel quite right 🤔

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“Born From the Same Ink” Ch. 17 Sneak Peek

Hairbrush? Check. Birth Certificate? Check. Social Security Card? Check. Nimble hands packed the items into a well-used backpack as their owner checked each of them off a well-rehearsed mental checklist. It wasn’t ideal but at least this way she would have all her essentials secured; there was no chance something would ‘suddenly’ disappear like the last time she mentioned moving out. Audrey picked up an old sketchbook, one of many lying in stacks at the foot of her bed. 

With the straps of her backpack slung securely over her shoulders, she retrieved her shoes and crept to her bedroom door, switching off the lights as she went. The tarnished metal doorknob stole heat from her hands as she slowly twisted it as far as it would go. Then, she nudged the door open, lifting it slightly so it wouldn’t catch on the doorframe. The hinges she oiled the day before gave no resistance as she peeked across the dark hallway to the other bedroom door, which was blessedly shut with no light leaking out from underneath it. A silent sigh of relief escaped her lips as she snuck out of her room for the last time. 

Breathing softly through her mouth, she traversed the hallway in near silence. Years of similar expeditions had taught her which floorboards were safe and vice versa. Each sock-muffled step was calculated, and she was grateful when she reached the living room and could place her feet near the furniture, where the settled floor was less likely to creak. 

She passed the spare room holding the poorly covered Ink Machine without a second glance. She’d lost interest in the dirty thing ages ago. 

Finally, she reached the kitchen, her freedom only a few feet away. She would have smiled if the lights didn’t suddenly flicker on, revealing the man waiting for her beside the counter. 

Rather than stand, he sat in his wheelchair, an increasingly common sight in the Drew household. A folder of miscellaneous documents lay open in his lap. The papers rustled as he meticulously examined them one by one. 

Internally kicking herself, Audrey hid her shoes behind her back and schooled her expression. She should have just used her window. Ruined clothes and a few scrapes from the brambles below would be much less painful than this conversation.

Masking her guilt with concern, the young woman greeted her creator father a little too casually. “Hey, Dad. What are you still doing up?”

Joey didn’t answer, opting instead to pick up another sheet of paper and hold it up to the dim light. Audrey knew the charade for what it was: she had his full attention. 

“Do you want help getting to bed?” she asked helpfully, as though she hadn’t already tucked him in hours ago. 

“I was looking for your Birth Certificate.” he replied nonchalantly as he thumbed through the folder of documents, ignoring her second question. After a moment of awkward silence, he raised a harsh eyebrow at Audrey. “Any idea where it scampered off to?”

Gonna start the next chapter off strong with a flashback, y'all. Hope you like trauma ;)

Fam, it's been 2 whole years since BATDR came out and I started writing this fic. I wanted to post this/the chapter on the anniversary but better late than never, right?

I'm gonna try to post the full update on Friday (November 29th) but it might get pushed Saturday (November 30th) due to the holiday.

Thanks for reading 😘 and an extra big thanks to the people who kept messaging me even though I haven't updated since July. I still haven't responded to every ask I've gotten (and I'm starting to doubt I will, a very good problem to have and one I never thought would happen to me lol) but I love reading every word. You guys (gender-neutral) are the best.

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Forgot to reblog this here, oops

Would you look at that, more art from @starryredpandawrites ‘s fic.

Such incredible work and talent has went into this story, LOVE this story, and absolutely had to make more art for it.