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Now you can really love your best bois, fluffy bois, spikey bois, all the bois and girls. (Currently Rewriting!) □■□ [[ Cover Art Not Mine ]]

(This is a Bendy x Reader fanfic) Your Great-Uncle Henry Stein passed away a little over a year ago, leaving behind all of his belongings for you, including a mysterious key to a storage facility. Finding yourself at a complete mental loss after so much grieving, you decide to go to his old storage facility in hopes to fill the hole his death left you. When you enter, you find two envelopes, one of them containing a letter addressed to Henry which asked him to stop by his old studio. Eager to find out more about your deceased family member, you go to the studio, but what you encounter there is definitely not what you were expecting. Just who is Joey Drew, and how are the cartoons from your childhood alive!? Note: All rights to content go to its original owners. The description above has been updated. Viewer discretion is advised.

DISCONTINUED Sequel to "Alone Within the Ink" Female reader! Following the disastrous string of events when Henry wandered through the studio, you and Bendy turned to a life of adventure, looking for loose ends to tie up and looking for old friends, as well as enemies, gone missing. Everything seems to be going fine, but who can really be sure in that nightmare of a studio?

Order under both gods yet separated from petty war, protagonist and antagonist on both sides. Who to choose? The life under the man who foresees his future to be all ruled under him and ONLY him.. or so he thought, when a warrior of a view point unlike any other makes their show AuthorPwish: "did a rewrite of the description. HELLO MY FELLOW READERS, NOTE OF IMPORTANT INTEL, THIS STORY IS CURRANTLY ON A PAUSE FOR I HAD FORGOTTEN THE MAJORITY OF THE PLOT AND NEED TO READ OVER MY ENTIRE STORY. MY OTHER STORY HOWEVER IS STILL UP AND RUNNING. HAVE A GOOD DAY" Also just to specify I don't own minecraft or Herobrine and stuff. This is just a fanfiction. Date it started: March 2019

Back before there was anything, two brothers faded into existence. There names were Notch and Herobrine. They began to create a world together. Notch created the day, with the sun while Herobrine created the night with the moon. Notch created animals like pigs, chickens and sheep while Herobrine created trees. They built a castle to rule over the land they made, to make sure all was well Then Notch made life. He gave humans intelligence and free will so that they could decide their own fate. The humans built villages, churches and farms. Notch created rain to make harvests successful. Unfortunately, when Herobrine found out what his brother had done, he was furious. The two brothers began to argue. Arguing lead to the fight. Herobrine made monsters to aid him. There were Zombies, Skeletons, Spiders and Creepers. Oh how Herobrine laughed at Notch's horrified face as he transformed his pigs into destructive Creepers. Thankfully, Herobrine ended up losing the fight. Notch couldn't bring himself to kill his brother so Notch banished Herobrine to the Nether forever. Steve is a young Minecraftian, made in Herobrine's image. Steve hated having to kill and avoided doing so whenever possible. He waited for the monsters to attack him first, which lead to injuries and scars but Steve didn't care. He was happy. Until Herobrine had begun to stalk him. Steve suffered from terrifying nightmares and struggled to get to sleep. Sleep came with fear. Why would Herobrine even waste a second on Steve? He wasn't anything special. Why didn't he go for a stronger target? Herobrine wouldn't waste his time on Steve...would he? PLEASE DONT ASSOCIATE THE NOTCH IN THIS STORY WITH REAL LIFE NOTCH!!!

(Cover art by aed-den on DeviantArt) All your life, nothing but tragedy has found you. You believe you are cursed, destined to find yourself in only the worst possible situations. Ever since your village burned down through an unknown source, you've been travelling as much as you could, determined to keep your "curse" away from innocents. As the years pass, you begin to grow paranoid as you see ghostly figures at night. Blaming it on your prolonged isolation, you neglect to discover what had been haunting your dreams, and why it watches when you're awake.

Female reader! Completed! Everyone knows about Bendy; how he is a dangerous monster that stalks and attacks Henry. But what if I told you those stories were wrong, that everything actually wasn't as it seemed? What if Bendy was never dangerous? What if he was simply chasing Henry in attempt to help cure his own loneliness? Did anyone ever dare to think about how Bendy felt? How desperate he might simply be for compassion? How sad he must be to have been forgotten? To be left alone within the ink?