An inky abyss of a body... The thought of attachment to his Lord... A prophet? ---- Bendy. A demon with regrets, stress and anger towards everything that reminds him of the past. Only Sammy can successfully calm him down. Is it love? Commitment? Or... Both? ____EXTRA____ There has been a considerable change in the demon. It wasn't just the fact that it wasn't killing everything it came across on its path, but the fact that it too had feelings. And with that- maybe a soul. ~~~~WARNINGS~~~~ **suicidal thoughts ** **sort of intense swearing** **there is NO smut** ((Cover art is mine))

*** DISCLAIMER - 9/17/22 *** I have decided to discontinue this fic, as I no longer possess the same interest in Invader Zim as I had when this it was first written. Writing updates for it is a chore, and I no longer find enjoyment in doing so. I will continue writing things that I am more interested in, however, but this will be a wrap for any Zim related fanfictions from me in the foreseeable future. Thank you for understanding and thank you to all of the support that my first ever published work has brought to me. ------------------------------- One human, one alien, and one rather vibrant heat cycle. What could go wrong? - - - - [WARNING:] this fanfiction contains adult material such as blood/gore, cursing, and sexual behavior. viewer discretion is advised. [COVER ART = mcdonaldsmanifesto on IG]

Every day, I imagine a future where I'm not stuck like this In my hand is the sheet of a song that corrupted me, stole my bliss The ink flows down into the dark puddle Just have his way- your sanity is already gone! But in this world of monochrome colors What will it take just to find that special day? What will it take just to find that special day? Have I found a worthy sacrifice for my savior today? When you're here, he seems a lot less bored and snaps less anyway When I can't even see my own reflection What good's my self when I'm just a tool to my lord? And if this world won't give me salvation What will it take just for me to end this discord? Does my song only sing bitter chords for those who are dear to me? He will come, so there's a chance for me to be set free. The ink flows down into the dark puddle How can I prove that I'm in reality? If I can't hear the sound of his crawling What do you call god in your reality? And in this reality, if I don't know how to save me... ... Lord set me free

Creator of Bendy and the Ink Machine : Themeatly. These stories are for my personal head-canon and entertainment and lots of things in this might not be claimed true.

Sammy always saw the staff meetings Joey held every week as a ridiculous waste of his time. But, when a little friend decides to sneak into one of these meetings, the music director realizes just how interesting sitting at a table with his coworkers for 15 minutes can be... (cover by @silvmakesart on tumblr!!)

this is a boy x boy so if you don't like that don't read this. This story will contain smut and sorry about my grammar skills.

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GAY TIME BABEYS YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA blue frost likes bendy x sammy ahahhahah nerd imma nerd to tho cuz i also like it- jk blu is baby HAHHAHAHAHHAA i have nothign to write here .-. warning if your homophobic ill beat you dont touch me or my children ^------------^ ^-------------> ^----------------------------------------------- ^ / Homophobic >:0 ( Me <>w<> })> ( ppl who support this ship and gays) that took me long to make why did i waste half of my time makin that

My err first book... enjoy!

Albert was born with the commonly known power; telekinesis. Lord knows how he got it or why he got it, he just has it. But one day Albert was forced to come to Texas to meet a few friends, including his 'close to be' crush Jake. In this book Albert will have various struggles of keeping his power hidden. Will he be able to keep it a secret? Read and find out. Started° 1/19/20 Finished° N/A