#my bendy fanfics

[greencatalystcomet]

im so excited for one year from now when there's an abundance of really long, like 100k+ word deadpool/wolverine fanfiction because. there is currently a drought

[djevelbl]

#1: omg we're approaching one Inky Mystery chapter per day in the year (excluding leap years ofc)

#2: OMG OSWALD CHAOTER YIPPIEEEEE

[gensokiyoo]

Oke so, this is a quick drawing I've did yesterday of Sammy in a ✨suit✨ because it has been a while since I haven't drew him and also because I had the urge to draw him with a different hairstyle (I mean...I always draw him with a low ponytail so well, now it's high lol)

ANYWAYS, ENJOY SAMMY ENJOYERS AND SIMPS AND UM FANS AND EVERYTHING

(btw sorry if it's a bit blurry, idk why though)

[cannonball-37]

I just had a theory about the larger shadow that disfigures when Bendy tried to make it into a human shape being related to the lost ones in Bendy and The Ink Machine and now I can’t look at it any other way.

It could even explain why they have emotions when other demon’s shadows don’t because there is definitely some kind of connection with Bendy and the actual ink machine in The Inky Mystery.

On the Bendy wiki it describes the lost ones like this:

‘The Lost Ones have a similar appearance to humans, only deformed, skeletal, and slimy. They are composed completely out of ink, with skin texture similar to black tar’

This could a reference to how the shadow disfigures and is made of shadows in The Ink Mystery. Additionally:

‘Their original personalities remain almost untouched, but they appear to be suffering in a state of despair; most will stand in complete stillness, some either hunched over and crying or, in one case seen in some occasions, banging their head against the wall in a suicidal manner. If provoked, the Lost Ones act as a threat towards anyone they deem dangerous’

This could explain the feeling of dread Bendy felt and the way the shadow acts a few moments later when it tries to attack him and Allison.

However it could also be a reference to the searchers in Bendy and The Ink Machine because of this:

I mean look at them:

There are a few dissimilar things between the two like only having three fingers and the arms being the same length but it’s also show in BATIM that the searchers and the lost ones have a lot of variation in their appearances so that’s not enough to discredit this theory.

If you listen to the sound the searchers make it’s very similar to what is described in the scene

And the way that the shadow attacks is similar to how the searchers attack in BATIM (with their arms).

(Sorry if it’s hard to see it’s was difficult finding videos of them actually attacking.)

Also! This could explain why Baby (the smaller shadow) is so helpful to Bendy because some Lost Ones are friendly (as described by the wiki):

‘there have been a few notable exceptions such as Porter and Heidi who aren't aggressive towards Audrey Drew and actually help her out.’

I came up with theory this like 10 minutes ago and I’m already in love with it

[pinkiepie20000]

IM GONNA GFYCKING SQYIRTTTTTTTTT

[thehealingsystem]

absolutely weird that I just keep on finding songs that fit both henry and joey at the same time. you would think those two have nothing in common but here we are

[clonedchaos]

Machine Memories- Day 3: Hoax

Summary:

Sammy defies Wilson’s news. His Lord, the most powerful and influential being in this realm— dead? Impossible.

Rating: G/PG

”Children of the machine, have we not suffered enough? Our Lord has been slain, from the hands of an outsider. Will we suffer this injustice?? Will we bow our heads to a false ruler?? Or will we stand by our Lord? Will we search every corner of this world to find him, if alive-- as I can feel he is?? Heed my words, sheep. The Ink Demon is not dead. He is still with us, waiting to free us from our inky prisons. We must free him! We must usurp this threat to our sanctity! We must free our Lord!”

The Lost Ones gathered in the city streets below Sammy chorused their agreement, holding their weapons and fists high. Axes and pipes held at the ready, his followers were devoted in their cause. And what was their cause? Bring back their savior, the one who will finally put an end to their ink-stained hell— The Ink Demon.

Sammy’s fingers curled tighter around the axe’s hilt. There was no time to dither about. From the moment one of Wilson’s posters had been strewn up in the music department, Sammy knew he had to act. The visceral hatred towards this outsider had come to a head, and Sammy had his followers to back his conviction.

Such faith egged him onwards towards Wilson’s hideout. The man was rumored to hole himself in behind the boarded-up entrance of the Gent Factory.

Peculiar, he couldn’t recall when this location had sprung up. Had it always been here? Merely tucked away and veiled from prying eyes? Or was there something more to it?

Sammy reached the wooden boards and held up a hand for his followers. They obeyed the unspoken gesture— such loyal little sheep they were.

The musician brandished his brass axe with the back of his hand before bringing it down on the boards. It cut through smooth as butter. With a bit more demolition, there was enough room for him and his followers to flood into the next room.

Wilson was right there. Not hiding like he had anticipated, merely standing at the top of the steps with a malignant gleam in his eye. Two mechanical beasts flanked him, their spotlights scouring across him and his group like hungry dogs. Perhaps he had made too much clamor in the street. Not ideal cover for a sneak attack.

Sammy pointed the tip of his axe toward the man. “Blasphemer! What have you done to our lord?” He demanded, his voice carrying across the wide-open ceiling.

Wilson regarded him coolly with that same glint in his eye but refused to speak. 

How dare he look down on him like dirt! He was the Lord’s prophet, not a position he took lightly by any means. What he deserved was respect.

Sammy gritted his teeth. “For all the lies and false promises you circulated across this inky hellscape, it is time for you to pay the price, my little sheep. Our Lord is calling for us, even now. Can you hear him? I can still feel his presence. He will come for you.”

Wilson regarded him with an almost pensive expression, like he was only a lab rat for him to study. Then, with a snap of his fingers, the Keeper at his side lunged for Sammy. Rivulets of red raced across the Keeper's chest in a burst of color that had the musician briefly stunned.

In a rush of adrenaline, Sammy just barely managed to bring his axe down atop the Keeper's hand. The mechanical horror screeched, a sound that pierced his eardrums like nails on a chalkboard. It uncurled its other arm-- it had two of them? Sammy was grabbed by the throat and lifted into the air. His axe clattered against the floorboards. The weapon wouldn't be able to aid him anyhow, the Keeper had a grip like iron.

As he kicked and thrashed, his anger came to a full boil. "Heed my words, outsider! You do not know what you've done; Bendy will rise again! Our Lord would not abandon us! So kill me if you must! My words are true!"

Wilson appeared to chuckle at that. His followers watched helplessly; not wanting to risk their own skin for his sake, obviously. No matter. He would be a sacrifice. A sacrifice in the name of his savior.

"Kill you? No," Wilson finally croaked with a wicked sneer. "I have a different plan in mind, my dear Cycle breaker."

[r0zzk1ll]

continuation from this post

after like two months of (initial) writing and drawing i finally finished the fic!! everyone clap for me profusely (if you want i Guess)

standing at now 38 pages on docs (including images) with a grand total of 13,449 words, i present the first chapter of the longest piece of media i've ever written for anything ever (the neuro is diverging)

Coffee Breath (1419 words) by r0zzk1ll Chapters: 1/5 Fandom: Bendy and the Ink Machine Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sammy Lawrence/Norman Polk, Sammy Lawrence & Norman Polk Characters: Sammy Lawrence, Norman Polk, Wally Franks, Thomas Connor (Bendy and the Ink Machine), Jack Fain, Lacie Benton (mentioned), Susie Campbell (mentioned), Allison Pendle (mentioned) Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Slow Burn, Sammy Lawrence is trans, and heavily autistic, Non-Canon Appearances, First Kiss, Period-Typical Homophobia, Coffee Shop, Denial of Feelings, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Tension, Eventual Happy Ending, Headcannoned backstories, Middle aged men acting like high school girls with crushes (Joke), Norman Polk Has ADHD

Summary: Sammy's working late tonight and thinks he's alone, but unbeknownst to him, he's met with a very familiar face when the power goes out. Follow Sammy Lawrence and Norman Polk on an adventure into Joey Drew Studios as they traverse the miserable powerless studio together by pure coincidence, and find out aspects about each other they hadn't known before. Additionally, they learn things about themselves that hadn't been clearer to either party, changing everything for their relationship in the near distant future.

CONTAINS ILLUSTRATIONS!

copied from ao3

i will be updating the fic as i go on, adding more chapters and tweaking things so Stay tuned!!! #booyah

[knightinink]

it’s just true

[midnightfire830]

Sooooooooo i made my first AO3 post.

It’s for royalty. It’s that one oneshot i made a while back. I added a few things. Edited stuff. Fixed things and yeah. Im gonna try writing little excerpts from that AU to post. We’ll see how this goes. Aaaannnd yeah. Enjoy I guess.

[djevelbl]

LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOO MY SECOND FAVORITE LADY HAS THE SPOTLIGHT AGAIN !!!!!!

[kamdicegirl]

I've had this crossover in mind for a LONG time. What if Bendy was in 'The Cuphead Show'? These depict Cuphead's first interaction with Bendy and beating him at his own game at Soul Ball, but he's not giving up on his record without a fight.

One of them is included in my fanfiction: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57065767/chapters/145131529

[inkyrainstorms]

joining some random fandom bc my brother mentioned a horror game from the early 2010’s (i think??) is crazy cause i’ll be minding my own business and suddenly i’m churning out fanart like there’s no tomorrow, consuming fanfics and au’s at the speed of light, wondering how the heck i ended up near tears over a 200k+ fic about characters i didn’t know existed Literally Yesterday

there’s no escape for me now

[hopeful-rack5]

hello everyone, I have a exciting announcement I'm doing FanFics on my Wattpad! YAY :D!.

I'll be doing tons over there when I can. in terms of fic's I'm making It's basically anything that interests me or anything I like.

Examples include: Origins of Olympus, Fairy Tail Origins, My Hero Origins, Newscapepro, Dream SMP, Sonic, Bendy, Kirby, FNaF, Mario, Smash bros and tons of others.

here is my Wattpad for anyone who wants to see what I'm reading, also my works will also be on AO3 eventually I just need to make a account.

[florenceandtheinkmachine]

me white knuckling gripping the bathroom sink staring at my reflection in the mirror: you don’t need to be GOOD at what you do for FUN you don’t need to be GOOD at what you do for FUN you do not need to hold yourself to incredibly high standards and feel guilty about not meeting them when you are doing a HOBBY for something you LIKE and it takes TIME you are not being judged and you don’t need to be GOOD at what you do for FUN