Buddylewek Stories

"Imagine a 2D plane. A Circle. Endlessly repeating itself over and over. Sometimes the lines branch inward, creating a pattern of twist and turns. Let the light shine through it and it will project an image on the wall. Repeat it and it will move. Creating lifeless life. The stained glass is similar. A circle, lines, pattern, light shining through. But the projection won't move. Or will it?" This first person Bendy fanfiction places you in the shoes of our protagonist, trying to find a way out of Joey Drew Studios. Many mysteries await to be unfold. Shatter the circle.

Based off of Marvel's Disney+ series, What If...?, comes tales of the Bendy and the Ink Machine world but not as you know it. Here we ponder the question, what if and see where it would have taken the Bendy universe. I'm also free to your what ifs. If you have any feel free to tell me what they are in the comments of the story (doesn't matter what chapter as I'll see them all the same) or privately message me. I'll work them into my story and mention you at the beginning of the chapter thanking you for your contribution and notifying other readers that this is your what if. It's time to rewrite Bendy and the Ink Machine history and ponder the question, What If...? (Chapters won't be published orderly nor will they come out every week, like one of my other stories I did. I will publish each chapter once it is done. This is going to be crazy but it will all work out in the end.) Disclosure: What If...? does not belong to me, neither does Bendy and the Ink Machine. All characters I use in these what if chapters are property of Joey Drew Studios. What If...? is a Disney+ series that I only took inspiration from to write Bendy what ifs and belongs to Marvel Studios.

Au where Joey and Henry work together while trying to understand the new warped version of their beloved studio and its inhabitants. The Studio is a mess, lets see where this ends up. !Warnings! Blood, gore, body horror, swearing, general spooky things. Not everything is doom and gloom though, don't worry. Cross posting from A03.

This is still being written and everything after the prologue is only in drafts. I will not be posting them for another year or so. Just be warned.

"Don't worry, Buddy. I'm going to find you. I'm going to put a stop to this. I'm going to save you. It'll all be ok soon, I love you. I'm happy to see you soon." ☆ Dorothy Miller sets out to find her old friend, but ends up discovering the darker depths of Joey Drew Studios and decides to dive deeper to find her friend, and to end the cycle imprisoning the studio's old employees.

Aaaaaaaahhhhhh If you think you've seen this before, you probably have. I had deleted all of my books cause I'm a fucking idiot. This is also on Quotev.

Just a place for me to throw half-formed ideas, art, and some scenes either from before Buddy came to the asylum or scenes I may or may not use in the actual book itself, all done while I drink copious amounts of coffee and work on chapters. If there are spoilers for pitch black in the art/scenes, I'll put a spoiler warning in the chapter title.

Boris is looking for food when he notices something familer. ------- Daniel "buddy" lewek starts to remeber somethings from the past. Also cover art is definely N O T mine

This is just a thing for me to do when I feel like writing. I do take requests! Please! I need ideas! Just for funsies :) Some of this is based on online roleplay between my partner and I, and we have a lot of au's so please don't mind the inconsistent personalities and appearances here and there Cover art is mine :]

I made this because throughout the book it feels as if Buddy and Dot had a connection, and it k i n d a disappointed me when Buddy said they they were only friends, ok well maybe not kinda disappointed, V E R Y M U C H disappointed me, so I'm making these for my own entertainment and for those who feel the same B)

what if all of a sudden everyone in the studio remembered who they were, and who the others are? what if they trusted Henry again? Authors note: Ive hidden a message in some chapters so enjoy that little secret, if it helps you, look up Morse code (I have lost a lot of my interest in batim and I will be putting this book on the back burner until i get back into the fandom)

Who wouldn't want to read BATIM's adapted timeline? well it's not here. Here, are the characters You stood in front of a cabinet and opened a drawer; it took forever to find this place. Apparently, it moved locations every now and then. This was the Author's... "office" that held every single universe they had ever created. Little Nightmares, FNAF security Breach, and a surprisingly small file called "Identity V" were just a few, and they were only adapted universes! Can't forget the Void either. But you were looking for one specific file. You pulled out BATIM and opened the file.

Sixteen-year-old Peter has spent most of his life trying to find a job and somewhere to publish his stories to escape the Lower East Side slums of New York City. He works as a delivery boy for his Mom's boss. A job Peter thinks will be his last. But all that changes when a delivery job puts him face-to-face with Mister Joey Drew, the eccentric owner of an animation studio. Mister Drew takes Peter under his wing as a story writer, thrusting him into a world unlike Peter has ever seen before. There's the colourful cast of the studio, from the cranky yet driven composer Sammy Lawrence to Buddy, the studio gofer and Peter's neighbor. Working for Mister Drew, Peter starts to think that maybe it's really as simple as Mister Drew says: dreams do come true. But not everything is as picture-perfect as it seems... Peter overhears Mister Drew talking to Thomas Connor about a machine and ink. Intrigued, Peter decides to find out what Mister Drew is up to. But what he doesn't know is the trap he's walked into. Disclaimer: This is not an official Bendy and the Ink Machine novel and all characters such as Bendy and Buddy are trademarks of Joey Drew Studios Inc. This is my own side story for the novel Dreams Come to Life by Adrienne Kress.