CaffeineChaos414

⛧️PFP: Scratchgeist ⛧️YouTuber, voice actress, cosplayer, and artist. ⛧️20 ⛧️They/Them ⛧️Call me Caffeine, Sammy, or Shi ⛧️Non-binary Lesbian Ace ⛧️Taken(so don't even try it) ⛧️Sammy Lawrencekin ⛧️ADHD, autistic, anxiety filled bean ⛧️If you want something commissioned let me know.

[whichhats]

this is my contribution to the deltarune fandom and why i shouldnt be allowed to wake up at 5am

[starwalker-------official]

[tonystackinbandz]

This shit mind fucked me

[caffeinechaos414]

Mmmm.... pizza

[invidiaesc]

I wish things were different.

CREDITS BY THE PERFECT ZOMBIE AU FROM @kaychen666

[caffeinechaos414]

Sacrificial Lamb (Day 15)

TW: Gore

I looked at the man as he began to come back to consciousness. Shi began to get overly excited as they saw the man wake up. They came closer to get a better look of him. “HE’S  AWAKE!!!” They squealed excitedly, bouncing on the balls of their feet. They shortly lost their balance and fell to the ground. Typical.

“Hush now, my little lamb,” I told them. “You wouldn’t want to frighten him would you?”

“No,” they replied.

“Good.” I purred. I grabbed the man’s face and began to examine it closely. He looked vaguely familiar to me, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. “You look familiar to me. That face.”

“My name is Henry. I used to work here.” The man replied. I can still see the dizziness in his eyes.

I let go of his face and made a low growl of displeasement. I knew this old song and dance too well now. Why must it be him of all people?! I know how this ends and it isn’t pleasant. Shi looked at me and my displeasement. They took it as a sign to take over for me as I put away Henry’s axe.

“So you’re the heathen that broke our lord’s cutouts!?” They interrogated Henry. “Do you not understand the heresy that is! What awful sin!” Shi then let out a low chuckle, “ohhh, our lord is surely going to have fun with you.”

I saw them reach for their athame and I gently pushed it back down. No, don’t you dare think of it. He is to be punished by the Ink Demon, not us. I saw them put the athame back and stand off to the side. Good sheep. I looked back at Henry, a scowl still on my face.

“What are you planning on doing to me?” Henry asked, terrified out of his mind.

“Well you see, my little sheep, our lord demands sacrifice if we are to get his loving embrace. You just happened to waltz right by,” I grinned. I thought to myself that maybe I could reason with my lord this time and he could kill Henry instead. “I only want to be freed from this inky abyss.”

Henry attempted to break free from the ropes. “Now, now, I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” I pointed to Shi, “someone here likes to catch whatever sheep that decides to run. And trust me, it isn’t a pretty sight to see when they do catch one.” I let out a wet laugh. “But enough distractions! It is time for you to repent for your sins, my little sheep. THE TIME OF SACRIFICE IS AT HAND! SOON HE WILL HEAR ME! HE WILL HEAR US! He will set us free!” I then turned to enter a small room off to the side.

“Sheep, sheep, sheep, it’s time for sleep. Rest your head, it’s time for bed. In the morning you may wake. Or in the morning, YOU’LL BE DEAD,” I began. “HEAR ME BENDY! ARISE FROM DARKNESS! ARISE AND CLAIM OUR OFFERINGS TO YOU, LORD OF THE DARK PUDDLES! CLAIM OUR OFFERINGS AND FREE US ALL, M’LORD! I SUMMON YOU INK DEMON, SHOW YOUR FACE AND TAKE THIS TENDER SHE-.” I was cut off when I saw the Ink Demon enter the room I was in. “M’lord please! Spare me! I am nothing but your humble prophet. The sheep you want is out there. I beg of thee, spare me!” I begged the Ink Demon to spare me. “Please m’lord, I am your prophet! I am your-!”

Blood began to drip from my chest. I could feel my own heartbeat and I began to bleed out. The Ink Demon then proceeded to lift me up off of the ground by my neck. I heard growls rumble in his chest as he brought me closer to him. My breathing quickened as I knew death was coming.

“You pathetic excuse for ink,” He said, before tightening his grip on my neck. I could feel my bones begin to crack as his grasp grew tighter around me. “You were always so naive about me.” He let out a wet chuckle before snapping my neck entirely. The last sound I heard was him tearing at my body to eat it. I had only meant to serve you well, m’lord. But alas , I had failed you.

[caffeinechaos414]

That Light-Headed Feeling (Day 14)

My mind wanders. My mind swims. Everything burns and stings.

I look around my surroundings for any sort of light. None found.

There is nothing but darkness as I dreamt. Only my wars reminded me of rings of pain.

My arms felt tight, unable to move. Everything around me began to fade in.

When my bleary eyes opened, a man of ink shone upon me. The man glistened in the light.

My head still felt heavy. Every word he said was like a lullaby for me.

Soothing voice. Soothing words. Anything to help this aching head.

He was a man of hushness. A man of prayer. A prophet.

[kaychen666]

He's so disgustingly baby, pat pat

[caffeinechaos414]

Awww he got little head pats!!!

[mekdies]

He’s sad cuz he had a shit first day at work

[kruufu]

🦊🐶

Luis is in the warm embrace of his retriever.

[mad-hatter-ison]

Day 13: Maestro

I was a bit inspired by a classic Silly Symphony when Mickey Mouse was conducting music during a tornado...guess this is kinda a tornado? An Ink Tornado

[caffeinechaos414]

Omfg this is so gorgeous!!!!

[caffeinechaos414]

Mad Maestro (Day 13)

I stalked the halls of the Music Department, my territory, looking for anything to use as sacrifice. I looked down one of the halls and jumped back when I saw a shadowy figure looking back at me, before jumping towards me. I readied my axe to swing. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going to take this prophet down easily.

“Hiya Sam-Sam!” The creature said as it saw me. I should’ve known it was Shi, they like to spook people like that all the time. “Watcha doin’?”

“Hi, Shi,” I headpatted them as they got closer. “I am looking for anything that can help appease our inky lord. Surely you understand that?”

Shi nodded rapidly. I forget how riled up they can get with excitement when it comes to appeasing the Ink Demon. They were surely an eccentric one, guess they learned it from me. Lost Ones sure are malleable. I looked at them as they started to get more excited.

“You know,” I began. “You can come help if you want.”

“I CAN?!?!” They exclaimed.

“Yes, yes you can. Just try to keep your voice low. You wouldn’t want to scare anything off now, would ya?” I laughed.

They shook their head and then began to tag along behind me. “So who exactly are we looking for?”

“Anything really, my curious sheep.”

We continued to walk through the halls of the department until we heard someone call out in the distance. “Hello? Is anyone there? I could use a little help.” The mysterious voice rang out through the studio. I put a hand on Shi’s shoulder, silently telling them to stay put as I went to see what was going on. I picked up my axe and walked towards the ink flooded hallway that led to the Music Department. There stood a man, most likely in 50s to 60s, holding an axe, confused about where he was. “Sir, could you help me?” The man asked as he got closer. I quickly used my Vanish ability to hide in the walls before he got too close.

“Where the hell did he go?” The man muttered to himself. That was too close of a call. One wrong move and I would’ve been sent back to the dark puddles.

I made my way back to Shi, being mindful of this new stranger’s whereabouts so as to not encounter him again until I had something to knock him unconscious with. I saw Shi patiently sitting in the projector booth looking over older film reels of the cartoons. I tapped their shoulder to grab their attention.

“Hmm?” Shi questioned, perking up to look at me.

“So, there seems to be a lost sheep roaming around here now. I do think he is trying to find his way to his shepherd,” I told them.

Shi peeked over the booth’s ledge to see the mysterious man, later to be found out as Henry Stein, breaking one of the cutouts. They hissed in disapproval. “Heathen. That is what he is. No one disrespects the Ink Demon like that!” They slammed their hands on the ledge of the booth in anger.

I quickly pulled them back and hid so the man didn’t see us. I put a finger up to my mask telling Shi to stay quiet. “We can’t have him finding us.” I told them, keeping my voice low.

“But what should we do with him?” Shi asked, perplexed about the unfolding situation.

“Simple, my little lamb. We sacrifice him for his sins to our lord,” I said with a slight chuckle. I patted their head as I began to stand up and leave the booth. “Come on, we can’t stay up here for long. We have ourselves a sheep to catch.” Shi perked up and immediately began to follow me.

We watched the man’s every move, waiting for the moment to strike. I grabbed the dustpan from the supply closet to use as a more ethical way to knock him out without accidentally killing him. We watched from behind a corner as the man went into my office and pulled the pump control switch. Right as the man was about to leave for the stairwell, I knocked him in the back of the head with the dust pan. As the man’s vision began to fade he finally got a full glimpse of me.

“Rest your head, it’s time for bed,” I muttered in a low voice as the man lost consciousness.

[caffeinechaos414]

Archiving Taxes (Day 12)

TW: Death, Drowning

I paced about my office, reeling my thoughts of the events of what happened in Joey’s office this morning. I couldn’t believe what I had seen. How could he do that to Shi, she didn’t do anything wrong. I shook my head to clear it as I went back to filing the tax forms that Joey seems to like avoiding.

“Alright, now time to get these archived.” I said to myself as I began to walk to the Archives. Once I opened the door, I walked in to find the right shelf for this month’s spending logbook to file away the taxes. “Mr. Drew is truly a man who just throws money around like it's nothing. I swear if I didn’t know any better, this man is trying to drown us like we were in a Texas flood. Frankly, I don’t care to be in another flood for as long as I live, no siree bob.” I continued to organize the files. “It is nice that I can get these done more easily, since Shi helped me with that one time. She shouldn’t be looking at such sensitive information, but I honestly couldn’t give a damn. She helps make work go faster,” I chuckled to myself, while filing the expenses for the Music Department.

Little did I know that while I was filing and organizing the papers to archive, Joey had gone into my office and tampered with the pipe he insisted that Gent installed. When I had finished organizing and filing the logbooks, I turned to head back to my office to start any more paper work I had lying around. On my way back I spotted Mr. Drew leaving the hallway near my office.

“Hello Mr. Drew,” I greeted him. “What were you doing down there?”

“Oh nothing, Grant my boy,” he said with a smile on his face. “Just left some paperwork for you to do on your desk. I know how much you love doing that.” It appeared that his smile grew bigger and more sinister as he said that, but it could’ve been my imagination. He then proceeded to walk past me to the elevator.

I entered my office to start more of the work that Mr. Drew had brought me. I cracked my neck before sitting down and beginning the work. So many taxes and overdue payments to the bank. While working, I began to hear creaks coming from nearby pipes. I thought nothing of it, mainly that the ink was putting pressure on those crummy pipes. But as I continued to work, the creaks got louder until a loud and audible crack was heard. I turned around to see that the pipe in my office had busted and began to flood my office. I ran to the door to escape. But when I tried to open it, it was locked. I struggled to open the door as more ink flooded my office more.

I began to float as the ink flooded half of my office. I tried my best to keep what little of the oxygen I had left before succumbing to the ink. The ink rose higher in the room and the room for me to breathe became smaller and smaller. My body started to get dragged under the ink as it had nearly flooded my entire office space. I was at the point where I was ingesting ink because I couldn’t breathe anymore. I fought and struggled to stay alive, in turn making my body exhausted. I felt my limbs begin to grow weak the more I fought to stay afloat. My eyes grew heavy from the oncoming exhaustion. My head dipped into the ink more and more. I felt my life slipping from me as I was fully submerged into the ink. I let out the last breath that I had been holding in hopes it would’ve saved me. The next time I ever saw the light of my office again was when Joey looked down upon me in my office. “Now you'll be stuck searching for the correct calculation, you shapeless slug!” Joey snickered before leaving my office once more.

[kaychen666]

[infected Luis] LOADING.GIF

[caffeinechaos414]

That is so me when I am trying to process things in a VC lol.

Love the Luis!!!

[caffeinechaos414]

Greed is Corruption (Day 11)

TW: Abuse, SH Implied

“Now, everyone,” I stated, as I saw members of my team file in for a group meeting. “I am sure you guys are wondering why I called you all here.” Most of the people shook their heads, except for one. That small voice actress, Shi, nodded her head in confusion. I’ll deal with her later. I shook my head. “Now the reason I called you all here is to discuss the current rumors that have been spreading throughout the studio. No, we are not going bankrupt. No, we aren’t having staff members ‘die’, they are just silently quitting. No, there is no demon in the infirmary. And finally, no, I have not been mistreating my employees.” I saw my employees nod their heads in understanding. Shi, however, looked at Sammy quite hesitantly as if looking for reassurance. Tsk, what a child. She should be grateful I even gave her that job and not question my actions. I then gathered everyone’s attention again. “Can I please have your attention again.” When they all turned to look at me, I had a cheshire grin on my face. “I had a little birdy tell me that some folks in this room have been starting to form close bonds with their co-workers. I will not tolerate any sort of relationship here at the studio. This is a place of work, and I don’t want romance to get in the way of the marvelous work you could be producing for me,” I quickly stammered as I had a slip up. “I mean for Bendy and the audience!” More folks began to agree, but I saw how nervous Jack, Sammy, and Shi looked. Oh, so they have secrets then. Perfect. “One more thing before this meeting is adjourned. Most people have been getting rather hurt on the job,” I gestured to Tom who had no left arm. “So, with those expenses, I’ve decided to cut the infirmary funds and put the money where we really need it: Bedyland!”

“Joey, you can’t be serious!” Sammy said, slamming his hands on the desk. “We need funding there just in case we do have more injuries.”

“Then maybe people should stop drinking things that are clearly poisonous, right Sammy?” I grinned as I had clearly called him out on his actions. I knew that my appraised music director was stealing ink to drink at his own leisure.

“No.. you’re right,” Sammy said, slinking back into his chair.

“Now that we have covered that, this meeting has been adjourned.” I said with a bright smile on my face. When I saw everyone begin to leave, I quickly called out to two people, “Grant, Shi, won’t you two be considerate as to stay back for a moment. It won’t be too long.” The two turned around and entered the office.

“Mr. Drew, is there something wrong?” Grant asked. “I have already gone over the finances with you. What more do you need to cut for this secret project you keep from us?”

“Oh no, not that Grant. There is stuff you need to see to explain why we are making the cuts.” I replied.

“See what?” Grant asked before being horrified to see me strike Shi in the face. “MR. DREW?! Why did you just hit them?” “To get it into their head that I OWN THEM!” I said with a growl. I lifted up one of her sleeves seeing the cuts on her arm. “Aw… little star has scratches I see. That won’t get you out of the work that easily” I struck Shi again on the arm as punishment for what they had done to themselves. Grant intervened to get me to stop.

“Mr. Drew, you have to stop,” he pleaded with me. “She is just a kid basically. You don’t own her. I think that the greed is starting to corrupt your mind, Mr. Drew.” Grant yanked Shi away and proceeded to walk towards the door.

“Grant, you can’t decide what I can and cannot do to my own voice actress!” I screamed as he ushered Shi out of the room.

Once Shi was out of the room, Grant approached me. I was nervous about what he was going to bring up. Then he slapped a folder filled with files. “Fix these finances and you should deal with your greed issue. Don’t do so and I’m calling the cops. This is abuse should not be condoned, Mr. Drew. Now please, get some therapy.”

[caffeinechaos414]

Egg Summoning Circle

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Spiraling Down a Sea of Madness (Day 10)

Henry spent forever looking for his way around. Confused on how to even navigate with the stairs all looking the same. He just had a simple task, but it felt like it was going to drive him crazy. One angel was bad enough, but two?! The artist made his way to where he typically found Alice. But when started to enter the area, he found posters decorating the area telling whoever looked at it to “Remain Calm” with a bendy but his entire face was just filled with a spiral. It was as if it was meant to keep the viewer transfixed on it. He shocked his head and kept moving forward as to finish this task and move on with the story of the Cycle.

“I take it you haven’t seen those posters before,” a voice said from a distance.

“Who’s there?! Alice, is that you?” Henry called out.

The figure behind the voice emerged. It was the other angel Shi had talked about earlier. “Not Alice, but nice try. Name’s Jinx.” They held out their hand to Henry. “What’s an old man like you wandering this far into angel territory. You do understand that Alice is like a siren, luring you to death, right?”

“I am well aware of that, thank you very much,” Henry said, taking Jinx’s hand to shake. “I am here not only to deal with her, but also a Lost One named Shi gave me a task involving you. Does that name ring a bell?”

“Description. I need descriptions, old man.”

“Henry is my name, not ‘old man’.” Henry shook his head, “anyways, she's about five foot eight inches, typically found in a button up, wearing this creepy mask similar to Sammy, bandages on the right arm. Anything?”

“Yeah, I know them. But I doubt they sent you on any really meaningful task.” Jinx laughed. They knew the tricks Shi would typically play as they were less lucid due to their own madness.

“Well, she gave," Henry was shortly cut off.

“They.” Jinx said bluntly.

“What?”

“Shi is a they. They’re nonbinary.” Jinx corrected the artist. “Anyways, continue.”

“Well, they gave me this camera and it had this picture on it. I just got questions now since it looks like you two were... umm… being more romantic to each other.” Henry made a slight blush, embarrassed that he was asking about a simple kiss and how it correlated to the relationship between Shi and Jinx.

“They’re my husband,” Jinx stated. “Can’t one show affection to the one that they love. Surely you know what love is truly like, don’t you? Anyways, why do you ask?”

“Oh nothing, just never thought I would see a nutjob like them be in love with someone.”

“Well they are, and it is to me.” Jinx huffed. “Now what did Shi truly want?”

“Oh! Right, they wanted pictures of you and Alice. But don’t know why,” Henry stated clearly confused. “To add to their corkboard. It is that simple. They have a corkboard in their room decorated in pictures of me, Alice, and that other Alice lookalike,” Jinx said, running a hand through their hair. “Alright, let’s get this over with. Anything for my little enby-mate.”

“What?” Henry questioned.

“Just shut up and take the photo.”

Henry snapped a few photos with the camera, despite never having used one before in his life. Once he managed to get a few good photos, his mind began to swirl due to the flash hitting one of the “Remain Calm” posters. The swirls from the poster mixed with the flash seemed to put Henry in a hypnotic state of calmness. He dropped the camera as he began to stumble off, not knowing what to do in this blissful state of being.

“Hey, old man,” Jinx started, reaching out to try helping Henry. “You good there? You seem a little dazed from the flash.”

Henry just muttered to himself, “remain calm. Wilson is always watching,” over and over again to himself as he stumbled off in the direction where Alice resided. Jinx felt a tad worry, but this wasn’t a situation for them to deal with. They picked up the camera Henry had dropped and went to find Shi. It didn’t take long to find Shi stumbling from mania as they were covered in blood.

“Killed something again, I see, dear.” Jinx nodded to Shi and motioned to their blood stained clothes. Shi responded with a simple nod and held out the heart they collected to Jinx. “Aww, that’s sweet, hun. But let’s get you back to that crazy man you call a prophet first,” Jinx laughed as they steadied Shi. The pair walked back to the cult, while Henry was somewhere in the Studio under the calm, mindless hypnosis.

[sugarcoatedbatz]

Yall WILL be seeing more art of him especially after The Cage comes out ✌️

[sodiumhloride]

sammi ❤️