I will do lemons if requested! If you want personal ocs to be in the story I can do that too! Swap Au's as well!!!

* on hold and editing in process * (Inspired by Bendy and Boris: Quest for the Ink Machine Tumblr Blog) You haven't had the greatest life, but it wasn't always so miserable... You found yourself working at a nearby bar in this small town you had to stumble upon. But is this all your meant for? Or is there something more adventurous ahead~

My mother died when I was born and my father went missing before my birth. My father is Joey Drew. I know. He's the one who owns the studio that created Bendy, Alice, and Boris. I live with Henry Stine. He raised me. This is it. I don't know where else to look. I know my dad is not dead so I'll search for clues in his old studio. Little did I know that the tails Henry told me are true and that a demon does really lurk there. But will it be the demon who finds me or will it be a certain ink creature? Just stating now that this isn't one of those books that'll only last one chapter and never be continued. This book will be completed. This won't be one of those skip everything else and get to the main point books either. Love takes time to form and well as relationships do. If you don't like that then don't read or just skip to what you want. But you will miss out if you do. With that being said, hope you enjoy! Also. I don't own any of the BAtIM characters. I do own Lydia Hart though. Highest rankings I've ever received: #1 in inkheart! AND #1 in Searcher!!!!! #1 in Sheep!!!!! #1 in BendyAndTheInkMachine!!!! #1 In AliceAngel!!! #1 in Sammylawrence!!!!! Thank you all so much!!!!!

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" A voice asked, from the darkness. I turned my head so that I was looking over my right shoulder, face contorted with fear. I looked down and saw something black and sticky at my feet, looking fairly similar to... Ink? I started to struggle, hopelessly thinking that I might be able to get out of these restraints. The snickers just got louder as a figure emerged from the darkness. "Go away!" I snapped, launching my axe into the gloom. Laughs followed the clumsy aim, and I guessed that I missed. No surprise either, as I didn't have a good structure to throw and I couldn't see the target in front of me. Either way, it was a feeble attempt. The creature appeared from the darkness again, advancing on me faster than before. I saw horns, a tail, and a pointed smile. When the person lifted his head I knew exactly who it was. Bendy, the cartoon devil. "Surprised to see me?" The devil laughed. "Yes, I am alive." DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from the Bendy and the Ink Machine gameplay. Those belong to TheMeatly, who is the awesome creator of this game! I guess you could say he lied to us for whatever reason, haha! I suppose you own (Y/n), as this is the character representing you. Also, unlike most of my other books, this might contain mild language and mature scenes. This story won't be marked as mature unless Wattpad chooses to do so. Thank you for taking the time to read my book, and I hope you enjoy!

This is a story where you, (Y/N) or the reader, decides to visit your grandfather's workshop because of your interest in animating. In the story, you stumble across a creature you would not have guessed and made out of ink, and in childhood, you wished for a character named bendy to come to life and little did (Y/N) know, he was in that workshop she had visited.