Theinkmachine Stories

Follow along with Mr. Cuphead and his workers and family. Shenanigans, fights, chaos. (They went through the same things as BABTQFTIM/BABITIM but a lil bit is changed up.) This AU is mine. On tumbler, follow @Babtqftim-royal-au or @alice-the-kittycat-yt .

you play as the main character of the game "bendy and the ink machine" after you return to see a old friend of yours strange things started to happen. will you survive?

Cover Art Credit to OLmisstaniashy on Deviatnart. - "Business is slow, as usual." Joey Drew, 'The Creator', mumbled as he scribbled tiny drawings of Bendy, one of his 'Creations', down on a piece of paper. He had Ink all over his hands and forearms, not wanting to think of why there was. He heard a few boards fall from the ceiling in the maze he called 'work', groaning as he laid down his pencil. He got up abruptly and frowned, grabbing a hammer and a few nails. "Oh Joey..~" He barely jumped, looking forward into the darkness as one, tiny light shed above a deformed, Ink-covered..Bendy beneath it. It grinned, making Joey drop the hammer and nails. He didn't know it had worked. He tried to get words out, but he was too..happy to speak. "I-It worked..? The summoning?" He questioned himself, looking down and fiddling with something. 'Bendy' still grinned, staying in his spot. "Yes, it did, in fact, it worked too Good.." Growling and snarling was heard from behind him. Boris, who's chest was still open and somehow sputtering Ink every second, showed his 'unacknowledged' teeth, frightening Joey as he backed up against a wall. Bendy chuckled, "Goodbye, you Pathetic Liar." Boris then lunged at him, placing his jaws firmly on Joey's chest, ripping off the flesh as blood poured from the newly-made wound. Boris asked in a scruffy voice, "How does it feel?"

you play as a parent who is raising a baby demon and a baby wolf.... oh boy... (Includes the projectionist! Alice angel! The butcher gang! and more!)

This is a story for my OCs. If you want to be in it, just say so.

Hi this is my first story I really like bendy and the ink machine. So I'm gonna TRY to write a story about that but I'm not sure how good I am at writing, and I'm kinda upset with life and how it's turned out raise your hand if you agree or feel the same anyways here I go.

She was just an inexperienced artist, young and eager and naive, ready to pursue a new career. He was just a composer stuck in the rut of daily routines, increased work expectations, and an overbearing boss. They believe they were made for each other and were destined to build a life together, until the life they once knew falls dragging them with it.

I'll try to write in here everyday (don't expect it) (￣^￣)ゞ

"HURRY UP WITH THAT INK MACHINE!!! WE NEED MORE MONEY!!" Says Joey as his workers bring it in. "Okay. Okay." Says one of the workers. "Don't hit one of those pipes. because if i have to fix another one of these pipes in here, Im Outta Here!" Wally Franks says. (later, the workers bring in the ink machine.) (then Joey tests it out and gets turned into Ink Bendy while Grant Cohen records it) [Henry and Linda] Hey Linda, Do you still watch those cartoons i made with Joey? "yes. to be honest i think they need you." Linda says. Yeah... it has been 30 years... (a letter comes in the mail) Oh.. What's this? (reads letter) Alright Joey, im here. Lets see if i can find what you wanted me to see. [ Henry's Mind ] This place is so... Wooden I don't know... (Walks to a dead boris clone) Oh my god! Wtf? What's Joey doing now? (Walks to animation making place) Wow. Looks like they took out a wall or 2 after i left. I don't even know why im here because things look okay here but... I gotta find what Joey is talking about. I think it had to do with an ink machine? (Later, Henry finds chains holding something down) How did this place get so big? I don't know but i think this lift could use about 2 dry cells. (Puts dry cells in) Lets see what's under this darkness. (ink machine comes up) oh... THATS The ink machine!

monkee bred Jo mama Chikn nugets >:(